Alastor X Charlie Novels & Stories

His eyes were bloodshot, redrimmed and hanging with eyebags. And there was a goblet in his hand, slowly tilting to the ground. The moment Alpha Chester set his eyes on me, they widened. "Nora?" He called out in a croak of a voice. My skin grated with annoyance as he mistook me for Nora. Instead I inclined my head in greeting. "It is not Nora, Alpha Chester." I corrected, voice gentle. "I am Alina, Elder Lyall Farkas' first daughter." The eagerness on his face fell, and I watched as his shoulders slumped in disappointment. My mother was right; the Alpha was a bundle of depression!

Together, they would face whatever threat lurked in the shadows, drawing upon their shared power and unwavering bond. As the scent of the approaching werewolves grew stronger, Blake and Lily braced themselves, preparing to confront their adversaries head-on. With the waxing moon casting its pale glow upon the scene, Lily's keen senses allowed her to identify one of the oncoming figures - Jake. She glanced into Blake's eyes, and in that momentary exchange, an unspoken understanding passed between them. They had to fight together, united against her own pack.

We need to act now if we ever want to…” “Fuck off, Bitch! You have no right to tell me what to do. This is why I signed up for this mission and you fucking know it. I want to hurt this whore, I want her to know how much I despise her. She needs to feel what I felt several years ago when she left me to face your father's wrath. Do not take this away from me, Charr, don’t deprive me of a perfect chance to take revenge on this whore. I’ve let you have your way with me all these years, I let you use and control me as you desire, but not today, Charlotte. Today I’m going to get my revenge on Val, and there is nothing you or anyone else can do about it.” He stated firmly, shoving her aside as he d

Charlene furrowed her brows as she looked at the tall figure pulling her from the place. “Hey!” He did not look back nor show any sign of slowing down. “Hey! Stop! Where are you taking me?” Charlene tried pulling her arm from his grip, but it only tightened. Charlene winced in pain. The grip of a Lycan like him is enough to bruise a weak werewolf like Charlene. The man only stopped when Charlene voiced her pain. He let go of her arm and stared at her. Charlene glared at him and was about to shout at his face when she noticed his ash almond eyes and the amethyst earring on his left ear.

The fur of her wolf and her eyes looked exactly like our mother’s. But regardless, I was glad that she completed that step without any mishap. But what shocked me the most was what happened after we left her room to continue with the party. The young man standing at the bottom of the stairs while looking at Zelma with a heated gaze was hard to ignore. I was too familiar with that gaze because, the first time Lucien looked at me, he had the same heated gaze and I already could tell what was about to happen. With Zelma asking if I was sensing the strange smell, I knew that something was about to unfold.

They threw up snow and the ground cracked where they fell. Jake, who soon recovered, joined the two, panting. Torelli was just unyielding, he had muttered something which served him well over the years and his dead followers were all rising, taking the form of gargoyles. At that, both wolves retreated, giving Torelli ample time to meddle with Alvaro who was nearly numbed and was nursing pain on the bough of a tree. In the frantic backcloth, it was a different thing altogether. Jesse had stalked on his second victim and had thrown him up. In mid-air, Jake swooped on him and with his powerful jaws, ripped off the gargoyle’s head.

“GAH, I’M SO OVER YOUR LAME ASS! I’LL KILL YOU BY BEATING THE EVER-LIVING SHIT OUT OF YOU. KISS YOUR PRETTY ASS GOODBYE FROM THIS WORLD!” Tsuru snapped her head down and glued her eyes shut. One, after another. After another. After another. The red-eyed lustful assassin stomped his foot into Charlie’s chest repeatedly, nonstop. Charlie began to cough up extreme amounts of blood and audibly struggled to breath. “I’LL KILL YOU! I’LL FREAKING KILL YOU!” Max propped Charlie up by grabbing the front of his shirt, then proceeded to repeatedly bash the side of his head. Blood poured out like a geyser from a newly formed wound above his ear.

I slowly turn to see Ghost standing next to Low and Brandon; all three men have their arms crossed over their chests and are glaring at me like I’m about to explode into the spawn of satan. “She’s running. With our Alpha’s pup.” Brandon growls; he’s glaring at me so there is no misunderstanding about how he feels about me. Just this afternoon he was helping me fix Seraphina’s punching technique and now he’s looking at me like he wants me to burst into flames.

MASON * * Today was the most normal day we've had in a while honestly. Me, Charlie, Conrad and Alice, sitting by the pool just talking about random stuffs. It was late in the night, almost 11 pm. "These past few months have been intense", I said. "Yeah started about a year ago when Charlie married Alice", Conrad said. "I think it was better until that weird stalker thing", Charlie said. "Yeahh, ever since you came out things have been crazy", I agreed.

Nyxia Evangeline has always been an outcast—a Beta scorned by her own pack. After the mysterious deaths of her parents, she lives under the suffocating control of her ruthless uncle, determined to reclaim her family's legacy and run away with the man she loves—a human unaware of the dark reality lurking beneath the surface of her world. But when her secret relationship is uncovered, Nyxia is forced into an arranged marriage with Dominico Lombardi, the dangerous Alpha enforcer of the most powerful pack on the continent. However, something far darker has been forced upon her. Through black magic, Nyxia is transformed from a Beta into something far more rare and valuable. As the dark magic