Alexander Calvert Supernatural Novels & Stories

Gazes turn to Caleb as he continues his line of thought. "Before our Alpha recruited you, Beacon of Light and Vanguards, I received reports of unexpected encounters with supernatural creatures. Werewolves wounded in mysterious ways, signs of unusual demonic activity. It may just be coincidence, but something tells me there's something bigger going on behind the scenes." Shandra frowns, thoughtful. "You mean then that we might actually be about to see even greater chaos unfold?" Caleb nods. "Exactly. It's as if we're being manipulated, led to focus on a minor problem while the real danger sneaks up on us."

Caleb said, looked between Pete and Derek, and walked out, this time around, towards the elevator. "I can't believe that bastard!" Caleb yelled as he smashed everything on the vanity to the ground, well then, guess we'd need new products for everything, thankfully, I hadn't left my miraculous body lotion from Carla on the table, or any other thing if important for that matter, I breathed out a sigh of relieve at the realization of this. "I feel they've more than the run in plan for us tomorrow," Nate spoke up, he always knew the right thing to say, and he's always right, running Crescent pack with him sure made it easier for Caleb as the alpha, h was the male version of Carla.

"Now, it's time to wake up." ** Waverly's body jumped as she woke. Her hands shook as she reached for the nightshade and turned it on. She felt her cheeks and realized that they were wet and stained with dried tears. Waverly grabbed another tissue and patted herself dry. The dream…it was so realistic. She felt as if Darren and Pietro were right there with her. Waverly looked around the darkened room and felt the empty spot beside her. She let out a sigh. In only the span of less than a week, her entire world had changed. She had found out that she was potentially cursed, Finn became Alpha of Lycan pack, her father was possibly never able to walk alone again after being viciously attacked—

"I can't even trust you Calix." "Look, Emile would be having them too, but I already fixed it as soon as he signed his contract because I have other plans for Emile," Calix told me and walked up, grabbing my wrist. "I'll fix it for you. Now calm down," he told me and then turned my wrist up so he could see my veins. He traced his fingers over them and then mumbled a small incantation under his breath, the veins starting to glow a light purple. He rubbed my wrist and then let it go. "There, I calmed your soul. It shouldn't give you more nightmares."

Of course, I had to announce my arrival to Uncle, but let the Dark Tempter take it all. I needed to see Carlie. My dear flower, the sun of my soul... It was night, but the lights were burning. I burst inside. “Carlie?” “She’s not here.” “Rene?” My friend was sitting in the corner, reading a book. He put it aside and stood up. “Alex, we have to talk.” “What’s wrong?” Myheart fell. What had happened to Carlie? Was she dead? No, I would have sensed it! I was a necromancer, damn it! Her soul would have contacted me.

Axel and Dominica were our leaders until they were killed, most of us were banished from our various packs because we didn't have our powers anymore after they died. “ Powers, leader? “ I blurted out, more confused than ever. “ Dear, the moon goddess created Supernaturals to be the Alphas and Luna of the pack for greater protection against stray and rogues, Axel’s great grandfather or should I say his ancestors were the main leaders of these supernaturals and they had the power and authority, we as a pack got it because we are descendants of these supernaturals. Axel married Dominica and since they were mates, his power transferred to her, therefore passing on to your sister and your brother

Alex says and cast a spell to open the portal, this time the portal that he open will extract all spiritual beings from the human world to the spirit world, there will no be any spirit leaving with human anymore. "no you can't do that, I will be greatly punished if I go to the spirit world, I will die here," he says and raised his great powerful spear to the sky but this time Alex uses his body to absorb the lighting energy and the fires it back to Kalos who receives heavy doses Ana dies. It really affected him so much that he weak him so much. Alex falls to the ground as he lose all his strength. "balance will be restored" Alex says and dies

"Captain Hill will have a very natural death. For example, dying in the line of duty." I turned to look at her. "Stella, do you really think you've got everything planned out? "That everyone is dancing in the palm of your hand?" One of Stella's eyebrows rose. "What do you mean?" I kept the gun pointed at Summer with one hand. With the other, I pulled a miniature voice recorder from my pocket and pressed play, turning the volume all the way up. Summer's voice came first. “That's exactly how Stella dresses!” Then came my conversation with Stella. “One million to keep my mouth shut.”

Scarlett nodded, feeling uncertainty grow inside her. The next morning, as everyone woke up and the sun barely lit the camp, Alex had already made a decision: he had to protect Scarlett no matter what. What happened the night before hadn’t been an accident. The gorgon who had almost drowned Scarlett was a princess of the lake, and although Alex still didn’t understand why she had attacked her, he knew there had to be a reason—and he had to find out. And that meant that, at last, he would have to tell Scarlett the truth about the supernatural world… and about who had attacked her the night before. Scarlett stepped out of her tent with Leslie, feeling the morning chill on her skin. At that ver

It was like being steamrolled by the unstoppable. "You… You're a monster!" Bermita stood frozen as Coleman, with a death grip on his dagger, stared in horror at the carnage before him. His body shook violently, fear gripping him to the bone. What in the world just happened? What did Alexander do? Was he even human? To think that such a fearsome force existed—Alexander was no mere man. He was a devil incarnate, the demon king, a cold-blooded god of slaughter. He was anything but human!