Alastor X Vox Comic Novels & Stories

Jake stood, scratching the earth lightly with her paws, and overlooked the scenic picturesque, and there was serenity in her gaze. Alvaro’s face lightened in a wry smile. ‘Well, well. This just seems to get better and sweeter. And how it appeals to me that we all are in this grand game. I shall fight,’ he turned and began to walk away heatedly ‘but not today His body receded into a life-gargoyle as he laughed an unearthly laugh. His serrated wings were beating loudly and a shrill pitch rose from the disgusting thing. He looked up to the moon and gradually flapped away from the earth.

I recognized them immediately. “Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in,” one of the male vampires sneered, his words dripping with contempt. Alastair’s growl grew louder, his wolf bristling with anger at the disrespect. He was a fierce and formidable creature, not one to be trifled with. “I’ll show you what the cat dragged in, you stinking punks,” Alastair snarled, launching himself at the vampires before they had a chance to react. In an instant, he was engaged in a fierce battle, fighting them off with all his might.

David Winston was the first Vampire king who won ten kingdoms after defeating the Dragon king Marcus III and the werewolf king Pyrus, the blood hunter. Elsa read a lot about their journey when she came across a picture that had written about a night creature's consummation. It was such an awful picture. Elsa averted her eyes and slid her fingers to the other page because she didn't want to read it, and the little knowledge her maids gave was enough to understand what was on this page. “Don't,” a cold voice whispered and made Elsa jerk up in the seat with a scream, “O My god! “Shh! Your husband,” Gabriel laugh near her ears and held her in place.

Then I transform into my wolf form, ready to smash that damn arrogant guy's face. * * "So you're the legendary alpha of the Blood Moon pack," he smiles mischievously. "That's right, it's me," I growl. "What the hell is going on?" Alex says, confused, positioning himself between us. "This idiot tried to force a kiss on me," I say angrily, still growling. "What!" Alex easily slams the guy against the wall. "She's my mate, you idiot! Don't you dare touch her!" he says through gritted teeth.

Danté screamed also trying to break the vines. It was such a mess of dust smoke and blood no one saw Tala, she was somewhere in that mess, but not long and she made her presence clear, coming out of the maul shifted into a werewolf and taring at the assailants. "Yes! Get them Tala!" Danté screamed. Alister drew him away then swung his hands, that blue magic starts to swirl as he chanted. "Drakkon bombos!" He yelled and threw the ball out, it went through the cage and blew up in the midst of the maul.

He couldn't get a word out. Aster was frantically walking-running like a blood-drenched clown was tailing her. "What, leaving already?" They both froze in place upon hearing a familiar voice. "Hey Xav, my guy! How's it going!" Pollux, Aster's older brother, currently in 1st year college. He seems to have only gotten back from buying groceries. He then proceeds to greet Xavier with a hard pat on the shoulder, completely forgetting about the bag of vegetables and condiments he's holding, causing it to slam against Xavier's back.

“You are so subtle.” “I know,” I offered him before his lips met mine. He tasted like sweat and honey. I pulled him closer to me, attempting to topple him into the tub with me. “You can just ask, you know.” Alastor stood back up leaving me to watch him. He gripped the back of his shirt with one hand and tore it off over his head. His muscles slightly rolled and flexed with every moment. His body was speckled with scars, which I found so sexy. He rolled down his shorts and underwear at the same time. His delicious colossal cock sprung free. His whole body shimmered in faint sweat, it made my mouth water.

She had already confessed enough to justify what would happen next. “At the bonfire, Xander promised you that you would pray for death if you ever did anything to his Luna again. Do you remember?” She scoffed and shrugged her shoulder. “Xander’s not fucking here anymore, now is he?” Just then, the door to the room burst open, and in walked Xander, pure hate and ferocious rage rolling off him in waves. His eyes were jet black, his canines had extended, and his claws were protruding from his fingertips. Alastair was taking control, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop him.

Instead, the castle exploded into chaos. The first scream pierced through the air, followed by the unmistakable clash of steel and the shattering of glass somewhere down the corridor. Lucien’s head snapped toward the door, his body going instantly rigid. “What was that?” I demanded, heart pounding. Before he could answer, the scent hit me. Cold and metallic. Vampires. Lucien swore under his breath and rushed over to unshackle my chains, spinning toward the door just as it burst inward. Wood splintered, shards flying, and a figure lunged through the opening with inhuman speed, eyes glowing red in the low light.

I needed to act fast. "Well, too bad, I'm going to kill you and still have time to get to her." I said boldly. I saw that the wounds I had instilled on him had completely healed up. What a nuisance. I decided to go offensive. I attacked him with my demon powers, gradually overpowering him. He was gradually getting weaker and I could see his magic breaking away. That wasn't my doing. I saw Anya at a safe distance creating a wormhole that was sucking in his powers.