Alastor X Vox Novels & Stories

VAE, PUTO DEUS FIO. vox nuntius, who send it? "What's with some different words in it?" "It's the leader of Black witches, they are trying to destroy this pack. Kill whoever comes in their way and of course, I would be the first one." He took me in his arms and started walking toward our home. "She thinks that.....She is God and will rule the whole world." I snorted at my own words. As if she was nothing more than a spawn of Satan. **** "Are you sure you wanna mate today?" The male asked as both of us were awkwardly standing in the room after changing clothes.

"Ah, Miss Alberona, she's the one everyone's talking about? By the way, my name is Kidd Cross, and I'm your master's best friend. Right, Danrious?" TO BE CONTINUED

she sprinted through the streets, not caring if she bumped into people along the way. She did not look up, afraid to see that they would all have the same blank slate. The girl entered an alley and expected she would not be spotted, but alas, ever since she opened that book, things never went her way. She reached a dead end and was to swivel and make a reverse turn, but the guys blocked her path. “Nowhere to run, little miss.” One of them smirked and edged closer with each step she took backwards. “We’re going to have some ‘fun’, right here and now.” April G’s heart hammered against her chest and her back hit the dead end. She closed her lids, ready to accept her fate as they loomed closer.

Avoski looked at Razel, that was the name that his mother had called him. The wolf was thinking, Razel was so weak, his maybe his son but, my victory was in his hands and I'm willing to sacrifice him for that. This is what I want so I raped the wife of my brother when I noticed that Teresa was the daughter of the last vampire hunter. Avoski looks at the sorcerer when it talks again. “I couldn't show you the whole process for now, because we still needed some ingredients so we can perform the spell” Avoski, look at the witch intently and ask.

“Still worth it.” I took the cup. “You’re making moves,” he said, watching me. “I’m shuffling the board.” “And if the pieces don’t land the way you want?” I looked up. “Then I flip the table.” He grinned. “There’s the Noah I know.” We spent the better part of the afternoon in strategy. Maps. Contacts. Guard rotations. I brought up an old ally from the north, a vampire named Cassian who owed me more than a few favors. Isaac countered with a witch who used to date him. “She hates me,” he said. “But she hates Edward more.”

‘A win for you is a win for me,’ Juanzo was saying, ‘We can’t let that blond prick win. ‘Agreed.’ Derith replied. In the next instance, there wasn’t just one Hind, but four. ‘What the fuck?!’ Alastor growled, his head whipping around, trying to keep track of the true Hind as the copies zipped back and forth. In his state of confusion, a puff of fire billowed into his face. Letting out a yelp, he dropped down on his belly and flattened his ears. He cringed as heat seared along his back. Juanzo pinned him by the scruff of his neck before he could recover.

Added one more line, because the evidence demanded it even if I wasn't ready for what it meant: Which means they knew I was coming. Before Alastor did.

Duncan thundered, using his alpha tone, knowing no one could resist that voice whenever he used it. Egor bowed under the influence of the alpha's voice. "Yes, alpha," Egor said, and Duncan nodded. "That doesn't end our beef." "What beef?" "The one-" "Duncan!" A female voice screamed, and all heads turned in the direction it came from. "There is trouble!" Duncan and Egor tensed up, wearing emotionless faces as they watched Duncan's beta run towards them. "What happened?" "Werewolves, dead," she said breathlessly, bending to catch her breath, and whispers erupted on the training ground.

he finally said, his voice shaking. I took a step forward, my fangs bared. “You will talk,” I said, my voice low and threatening. “Or we will have to resort to other methods.” Alastor's eyes widened in fear as Max grabbed his injured hand. “We can always wash your wounds with salt water,” Max threatened. “Or maybe even let some of the other wolves here have their way with you.” Alastor winced in pain as Max tightened his grip. “Okay, okay,” he finally relented. "I will talk."

yes i know, I'm such a jerk for a prince. "Nervous?" I almost jumped from my position. His voice from my back feels like I've been electrified and it made me feel weird. There's no way I'm going homosexual with him! "Don't be such a d*ck Luther" I angrily spat. He just laughed in amusement when-- "Harris Esqroic and Luther Astrix please join arena 4!" This really is doomsday!