Alastor X Emily Novels & Stories

A sidelight dimly lit the room and he could see Emily's trim figure in the dim light. Emily had turned off the lights, from the minute she let him into her home, she knew she wanted him so badly- A perfect distraction he was. She could feel the heat between her thighs, her body lusting for this stranger. She could care less that he was a stranger, her flesh was being reckless and so she yielded, she was done being so careful in life, following the rules, maybe it was the alcohol having it's effect on her but this was what she wanted.

Now, she is ready to die at the hands of the alpha. Unknown to Emily, while her light shone in the rain, two men patrolling the vicinity saw it. They were Alpha Xavier and Beta Jasleen. Emily had been crying for a few minutes when the two men approached her. She heard their footsteps but did not stop sobbing. She did not bother to look at them. Within her, she hoped that they were the angels of death and had finally heard her prayer and had come to take her with them. "Hey, young lady," one of the men, Alpha Xavier, called out to her. "We saw a light out here just now; do you know where it came from?" he asked.

“I can’t believe that you couldn’t even wait until my father was in the grave! And that you had to choose my boyfriend for this is sick.” Quinn smirked. “I didn’t choose him. He’s my mate. Anyway, it doesn’t matter what you think anymore. You’re nothing. An Omega. And I get to decide what happens with you. We need to secure some good will with another Alpha. Which means I am going to give you to him to do whatever he wants with you.” She snapped her fingers, and Quinns guards appeared out of nowhere. “Take Emily home and lock her in her room. Make sure that she doesn’t escape. She’s going to be a gift for our very important visitor.”

A flicker of pity crossed Emily's face, but it was fleeting, replaced by a sinister grin. "I was given a second chance, dear sister," Emily said, her voice dripping with smugness. "A chance to embrace a power beyond anything you could imagine. You see, death was merely a stepping stone for me. I've become something greater, something that defies the limitations of mortality." Scarlett's heart pounded in her chest, and a knot of fear tightened in her stomach. She had hoped for a miraculous reunion, but this was far from what she had envisioned. Whatever had brought Emily back seemed to have twisted her soul, turning her into something dark and malevolent.

Rose managed to choke out through her cries. “What the hell was that scream about? Are you okay?” Harriet and Alastor rushed into the room. As I was about to open my mouth to attempt a response, Alastor pushed past us and picked up the box. His whole body began to tremble at the contents. “What? What is it?” Harriet asked, walking to her mate but gasped loudly when she peered over his shoulder. One hand flew to her mouth and the other to Alastor’s shoulder. “Rose, where did you get this?” Alastor snapped as he turned on his heel to face us. Alastor was a person who kept his emotions in check and rarely let them show to anyone. His face flushed with anger and fear.

“Yes. Who are you?” “Emily Stark,” she immediately replied, glad she had found the man behind all of the madness going on. “Stacy Stark’s little sister.” “Oh!” He seemed a bit excited to see her. “We haven’t met before! Anyways, we’ll do that now that our families are about to be joined. Where’s your sister? Getting ready?” “To kill herself and cause the biggest drama ever? Yes, definitely.” “Excuse me?” Albert immediately turned to his side, signaling to all the men around him to leave. His expression hardened, his grip around the wine glass tightening as he took a step towards Emily. “What in the world did you mean by that?”

Emily whispered, though the words felt like ash. "He's an Alpha. You're a servant," Tyler spat. He shoved her back against the wall, his heavy furs smelling of fermented honey and 'Moon-Dust.' He leaned in, his yellow eyes glowing with a drunken, fractured light. "Maybe we don't need coins. Maybe we just need to see if a girl without a wolf still bleeds red."

Albert said coldly as he dismounted from his horse. As the distance between her and the demon man grew closer, Emily felt fear like never before. "Now you can't deny that you're jinxed, can you? Those who died because of you had to pay dearly with their own lives, Emily. You are a curse!" Albert moved closer to the girl and kicked Emily's leg, causing her to fall down and bleed. "Shut up, you bastard!" cried the girl trembling. "You don't know anything about me," he said coldly as he endured the pain.

89 Rosa’s POV The moment we stepped away from the living room, Emilia wasted no time. She grabbed my arm, pulling me into one of the side hallways, her expression a mix of confusion and disbelief. “Okay, spill,” she said, crossing her arms. “What the hell was that back there?” I raised an eyebrow, playing dumb. “What was what?” “Don’t give me that,” Emilia snapped, her tone sharper than I was used to. “You and Allesio. The way you two were staring at each other like you’ve got some unresolved history. Where do you know him from?”

He could just snap my neck in an instant if he wanted to. “Don’t worry, what I’m giving you is more than enough for the help you do for me,” Agatha said, and I peeked discreetly at them. She had her hand on Alastor’s chest and was caressing it gently while the demon looked at me with a face devoid of any emotion. “I want a taste of her blood. You promise me that.” Alastor said, and it made me swallow hard. Was he even for real? He came and built an alliance with them just for my blood?