Alastor X Jambalaya Novels & Stories

Burnt sausages, half cooked spaghetti, watery white sauce and wasted cooked chilly were displaying his tireless efforts. “Who wants breakfast?” King Casper materialized out of thin air, with a box of chocolate croissants in his hands. “You are not welcomed here. Get out.” Eric growled angrily, his nostrils flared at Casper's untimely presence. “Don’t forget that my head witch lives with you, Alpha. So, technically, I am also invited to your little breakfast party.” Charlotte placed her hand on grumpy Alpha’s cheek and kissed him. “You must be hungry after all this hard work. Let’s eat. Casper is our guest. He means no harm.”

But his shock gave way to a wan of smile which was more sinister and dangerous than the shock. He spread his hands and his long black villainous jacket began to form a crevice and rip apart. His body cracked and sinews moved. His fingernails narrowed into saber claws. They were large, hairy, and dangerously clawed hands of a beast. He bent like an animal and headed into the woods. ‘A werewolf?’ Jesse asked, wide-mouthed. ‘ But it is almost dawn?’ ‘ Don’t be so dumb’ Jake snarled ‘ he is a demon. Alvaro is very lucky that he did not, as he normally did on several occasions, come here alone. Take care of Alvaro while I take care of him!’

Rowan halted, chain still humming in his hand, but for the first time he looked… cautious. Dax exhaled once, like he’d been holding his breath since we met. “Good,” he murmured. “Again.” Rowan’s smile returned, slower now. “There she is,” he said. “The ashbound.” The priest behind him hissed. “Alpha, the tracker—” Rowan lifted the chain, and the moon-silver links flashed. The ash wall shuddered like it had been struck. Pain ripped through my wrist again, brutal and bright.

, I muttered. "What did she exactly say?" "Jay is a hybrid", I said as her eyes shot up. "What the fuck!!", she screamed aloud. "Was she serious?" "I believe after my silly melodrama, she'll give me the best information. Moreover, Alpha Aren told me that he saw a powerful supernatural creature with Fiama. That might be Jay", I said. "Oh fuck! Then it's....." "It's a lucky card for us. Though Jay could be hazardous, at least it's now impossible for Fiama to mate with him. The council will never allow this", I smirked. Vienna stayed silent for a few minutes.

"Now I want to believe what liam said earlier according to his observation, he claimed he saw you talking to your stepmother at the party and when you looked at our direction it seems to him that you are jealous, how likely is that. Isn't it?" "What if he was right and iam jealous?" Alex asked casually as he started closing the distance between them. He hid his predatory smile when he saw the alarm in her eyes, she instantly took steps backwards, " What do you think you are doing?" "The things I want to do so badly the moment I saw you in this beautiful dress" he said dangerously soft as he stood inch away from her, he could already smell her perfume. "Alex...." She whispered breathlessly. H

The abyss of consequences loomed large, threatening to consume them all. In that moment, the scientist stood at the precipice of understanding, teetering between the remnants of his fascination and the sheer terror of their impending fate. The mad scientist's world had unraveled, revealing the darkness that lurked beneath his misguided pursuit of knowledge. Now, he, too, would bear witness to the consequences of his actions, entangled in a web of his own making. As the quarter moon continued its ethereal ascent, casting its silvery glow upon the unfolding scene, the scientist's transformation mirrored that of the creatures surrounding him. Fascination had given way to horror, curiosity to dr

Elizabeth was dancing with some guy nearby, clearly occupied, so I smiled at her and started dancing on my own, letting the music take over, until a hand suddenly settled on my waist. I turned to find a man with faint scars across his face and forehead, sharp features softened by a lazy smile. His hair was shaved at the sides, the longer top pulled back into a neat bun, and despite the scars, he was undeniably attractive. Something about him felt familiar. “Hello, beautiful,” he said. “Hey,” I replied. “I’m Xander,” he said. “Dark Fang pack. You’re Bella, right?” “Yeah,” I nodded. “I saw what you did to Scarlett today,” he continued, grinning. “I’ve got to say, you left me speechless. She de

A massive, thick cloud of grey soot erupted from his plate, billowing up and covering Alaric’s white tuxedo in a layer of greasy ash. "COUGH! WHAT IS THIS?!" Volkov roared, standing up and knocking over his wine. "FIRE!" someone screamed. "It’s not fire!" Alaric yelled, trying to wipe the ash off his suit, which only made it smear into a muddy grey mess. "It’s just... it’s the chef! JEAN-PIERRE!" I stepped out from behind the pillar, looking horrified. "MON DIEU! Ze lamb! She has exploded! It is ze 'Dragon Style' lamb! A French delicacy! It represents ze passion of ze merger!"

Her face had just been used as a hole to ram thick disgusting meat in and out of it until she was finally forced to either swallow or be sprayed by their white smelly goo. “Take it off and see how it looks,” Alastor said, making her look up at him with her curious brown eyes. The look, her faltering nervous touch and the aura of innocence that she radiated almost made Alastor want to skip this part and take her instead but he persevered and stood still feeling his cock be freed from its encasement.