Alexander Calvert Supernatural Novels & Stories

Her thoughts went to Celie and she wondered where her cousin was. The actor playing the Ember Ghost growled at the crew who ran in every direction before standing against the ship’s railings while looking at the dark specter. Then, the Ember Ghost went to each of the crew, pretending to hypnotize them using his hand and then sucking their blood until they fell limply to the deck. Afterwards, the Ember Ghost stood on a platform and rose his hands to the air while looking at the crowd. “I’m coming to get you!” he shouted, followed by rousing music that crescendoed as red lights flashed on the ship.

Alexander's tone is of hope and excitement. Granny's weary eyes stare at us,"I fear this isn't the prophecy Alex.When Ekon died,his soul somehow escaped to Kihomara.His father,who was devastated and ready to avenge for his only son's death locked his soul by the help of a witch's spell.He sent his demons to search for the corpse of Ekon but it was already cremated by the mortals so they had no way to reincarnate him but the wicked witch gave them a solution.She pleased her dark gods to bless the demon king Vilamar by reviving hid son Ekon but it wasn't possible because the body was destroyed.Therefore,the dark god of black magic blassed Vilamar that one day his son would be reborn through a

Martha quietly listened to their conversation and she gasped and covered her mouth when she accidentally pushed one of the container beside them. " Fuck! Mrs. Scott, head down!" Alexis told her through a hush sound. They're both dead if Alexander find out that they followed him. She's in tears when she learned that her husband Alexander who was as good like he couldn't kill a fly was a savage gambler of human body to the vampire packs.

I delved into forums, read news articles, and even reached out to contacts in the supernatural community. After hours of research, I managed to piece together a rough picture of the situation. It seemed that Alexander had been operating under the radar, conducting his experiments discreetly within the werewolf community in Italy. He had managed to recruit a small group of followers, promising them power and dominance in exchange for their loyalty. But his plans had not gone unnoticed. There were rumors of a resistance forming, a group of werewolves and other supernatural beings who were determined to expose Alexander's atrocities and put an end to his reign of terror. They were the ones who

But no matter how warm it was, the dreadful feeling of the note could still be felt in my blood. “Exalia, we really need to investigate what you saw, no doubt about that,” Alex said, with a very low and calm voice. His eyes scanned the room, and it seemed like he was impatiently waiting for one ghostly figure to come out from the shadows. Alex was allergic to anything supernatural and ghostly, he hated those kind of things with his guts, and he tried his best to avoid such. “It would be very bad for us to just jump into partnership, when we have not fully know all the players, no we can’t do that.”

She had never felt this before, and it was overwhelming. It was obvious she had lost her senses and every sense of reasoning. Same applicable to Raphael. He toils into her gown, with just one motive, getting into her. He couldn't think straight, he had gone wild. Alexandra felt him get in contact with her panties, it doesn't take time, he starts rubbing her clit from her panties. She didnt know what she was feeling anymore, because it was more like she was going crazy.

“Well, lady, as long as I appreciate being the first of my kind, I don’t have much time left. Please can you help me?” She smiled looking at Ichabod’s hand. “Your ring is getting weaker so are you. Yes I can help you but don’t mind my father, he alone has the sight to read people, he can see supernatural things, my gifts are just pure science. What I have read about duality suggested that, one rules the day while another rules the night. Yet when one, that is the human side fails to get emotional balance, the other can take over. The emotional level must always be at a balance, if it goes slightly above probably due to emotions or anger, the other one will always take over.” “Well then I nee

So much had happened in the short time I'd been here. I stared up at the ceiling of my room, leaning over and grabbing some water, and taking a few sips. Touching base with myself, I thought about the sections of the mansion I wasn't allowed to access. Could that have something to do with the cult Alexander mentioned? The way he'd pointed everything out had been terrifying. I swallowed, recalling how he'd pinned me there and explained how dangerous his kind was. That was something I knew for sure. When vampires and other mythical monsters came out of the shadows as far more than just stories, I grabbed books to read about them.

“...Violent, dark visions you’ve been having. We think your wolf might be weakened from the missing mate bond, and it’s allowing darker entities to speak to you.” “You realize this sounds completely nuts, right?” Alexander stared at me. “I mean, ghosts? Really?” I shrugged and tossed the piece of wood aside. “We recently found out that witches are real, Alexander. Curses. Black magic. Ghosts feel like the least outlandish out of all those things, don’t you think?” Alexander didn’t have an argument for that. “So what are we supposed to do about this, then?” he asked after a moment. “I’m… not sure. Liam said he’s going to look into it.”

It had happened so abruptly and Calantha had sneaked in using the chaos from River's little mind spell as a cover. Soon, more screams followed as her vampire brethren revealed themselves, wreaking havoc on the witches first. The calvary had arrived!