Alastor X Sir Pentious Novels & Stories

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

Alastor’s voice called from inside my office, interrupting me, trying to pull me back to reality instead of watching my flower. “Oh, hey, Alastor.” I begrudgingly walked back into my office to find Alastor standing by the door. I pulled the balcony doors shut snuggly behind me. “You called me here, remember?” Alastor raised his eyebrow at me. “Yes, I did. Alastor, how would you feel about a little trip, just the two of us?” “What kind of trip?” “I think it’s time we went to Silver Crescent. Just the two of us.”

He was certain that it was Zeke, howling like a rabid beast down in those dungeons, but whatever had happened to him, Abel wasn't sticking around to find out. He was halfway around the mansion, heading towards the front lawn, when he stopped, frozen in place, by the sight of Papa Amari standing behind Sandrine, a hideous grin on his face. He was neither touching her nor holding a weapon to her but Sandrine seemed paralyzed, her eyes wide with terror and pleading with him to save her from whatever invisible torture had rendered her immobile. "Alpha Abel, where is my witch?", Gilbert asked, getting straight to the point. "In the dungeons, just like we agreed", Abel replied, nervously licking h

I have no idea why he split the scroll, I don’t even know why the sorcerers keep visiting the Palace thrice in a month. I’ve explored this whole building and I’ve gathered enough evidence to convince the rest of the Alphas that we are under bondage. I’ve also gotten my hand on some experiment potion that he keeps locked up in a safe in his room. I use one of it on his daughter, it knocks her out after sex and it gives me enough time to explore the house more. All I need now are the damn scrolls.

He asked. Pulling a grumpy face, she leaned forward and looked into his eyes. "I know you won't remember me. But... unfortunately, I am the dumbass who died for you, baby." Alastair wasn't caught off guard. Not even for a second. Witches' eyes were all about trickery. Ryle's claws were out to take action but he stopped himself when Alastair shook his head and then, smirked at the witch. "Are you saying that I didn't kick your sexy little ass and strangle your lovely throat to death?"

another added. "What's your name?" Henry asked, his eyes still locked on Kalista. "Kalista," Kalista answered softly. "That's a pretty name," Henry smiled at her and proceeded to introduce himself and the others. "I'm Henry, that's Penelope and those two are twins. Olivia and Jacob" "Are you really Alpha Jade's mate?" the girl named Penelope leaned in eagerly in curiosity. "I am," Kalista replied with a smile, and as the other witches began to gush over her again, she noticed Mary glaring at her.

"Now that my Luna—our Luna, is here safe and sound, I believe the proper feast can commence now!" The hall resounded with another round of cheers and applause as Alpha Chester took his seat. As the feast commenced, I forced myself to pick at the food, managing no more than a few sips of water. My gaze wandered around the table, landing on Alpha Jacob, who sat at the far end, appearing cheerful as he conversed with an Elder from the Council of Wolves. His casual demeanor didn't betray any hint of knowledge or involvement in the earlier incident. It was as if he had nothing to do with the darkness I had escaped.

Deep furrows etched across his forehead, revealing the burden of the guilt he carries but will not confess. “It can’t be…” one minister mutters after the declared silence. They are on two sides of the court, on the right part are the officials that believe Collins had something to do with it. On the left side are the minority, the ones that back him in his claim and innocence. “You witch! Utter the truth.” Minister Alder yells on the left side, his face is contorted with rage and he unleashes it at the woman. The governess shooks uncontrollably and a cold sweat breaks out across her brow in the suffocating atmosphere of the chamber.

“The sounds, Aaron. Did anyone else hear the wall-thumping opera from the East Wing last night? I thought the Moon Goddess herself had descended.” Lilia burst into laughter. “I thought someone was being murdered.” “I did hear something,” Kael mumbled awkwardly. “But I thought it was the wind.” “Wind doesn’t moan, Kael,” Denera deadpanned, sipping her tea with narrowed eyes. Lucian turned to me slowly. “Do you want me to throw Tobias through the window?” I was too busy choking on my laughter. “He deserves it.” “Please don’t,” Tobias said, bowing as if we were in court. “It would be a shame to damage my perfect face. Besides, you two clearly had a bonding session straight out of a steamy roman

We walked deeper and climbed the stairs, there we met Selene sitting and rocking a chair while sipping her juice. "Selene?” I called out and she turned her chair to face me. "Look who's here. Kieran, the Alpha, the most feared, the demon lord”. Said Selene with a sly smile. "Where are Manuel and Gina?”. I asked her straight forward. “Didn't Pearl tell you that you will pay ransome to get them out?". “What do you want?". My head started spinning as I asked her and she laughed out loud. “What did you do to him, Selene?” Pearl asked Selene who gave her a glare.