Bald Alastor Novels & Stories

He boasted like the arrogant king he was. "You're no god! you're a cursed beast. Nothing more nothing less." She raised her hands, and purple fire danced between her fingers. "You are just a heartless monster, Zayn and you have no idea what kind of power you are playing with." Zayn started to laugh. It was a loud, arrogant sound that made the walls shake. "Power? You think your little sparks and whispers are power? I am the Alpha of Alphas. I don't need magic to break your neck."

“Intrigued?” Aldric nodded, his silver beard swaying slightly as he adjusted his position in the chair. His features were worn with age, but his gaze remained unyielding, almost piercing. “A powerful pure-breed female Alpha-born—that alone was enough to catch our attention. But when we learned you were born under a rare lunar eclipse, that’s when we realized…” He paused, his eyes growing distant, and I could sense the weight of a memory tugging at him, something he was reluctant to bring fully into the light.

Is that the reason why his pale face is covered in Blush? Who could the unlucky bumpkin be? “Heyyy…Heyyy..Heyyy..Earth to Alastor….Earth To Alastor..” I called and he immediately snapped out of his so called trance. Instead of his ungrateful self to thank me for breaking that chain, he wanted to bite my arm off, could you imagine. My arm. I snapped it away from him, I mean, how would I drill into girl pussy's without my fingers? “Woah! Did you become more animalistic?” I asked and his glare doubled.

I finish as he makes another slash across my palm, opposite of the other, forming an X, and again allows my blood to drip into the chalice. Then, he makes a slash across his palm and the scar that decorated his palm from his Alpha ceremony, making an X to match mine. "I, Roman Salvatore Madden, accept you, Amara Alayna Dawson as my mate and Luna. I vow to stand by you, love you, protect you, and cherish you as my mate and your Alpha until the Moon Goddess calls us home," he says as he allows his blood to drip into the chalice, mixing with mine.

Alex had gotten up from his chair angrily and what the Alpha and his wife beheld wasn't a man, it was a real beast–a devil. His eyes were now pure red and he suddenly seemed much bigger. They widened their eyes and fought to believe it was all a part of their imagination in order to remain sane. They couldn't tell when they exited his study but all they knew was they did with the speed of lightning. That day, Alpha Jayden understood what it felt like to be commanded by an Alpha which should be impossible as he was also an Alpha. Who was this dude? Stella made a quick, secret visit to Mia before leaving, promising to return the next day to get her out.

But being the big boss that he is, he doesn't see it that way, he thinks Gaston is a failure for not doing his job properly. ***** All those are not hidden from the prying eyes in that room, someone who knew the big boss very well. Don Chavis aka The Don who is the big boss of the Mafia has a past. He may be dangerous and powerful now but to the prying eyes, everything is but a bluff. Don Chavis' real name is Alpha Adam, he was a coward Alpha. Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward.

I growled; the second Red looked at the wolf suspiciously, Ares coming forward in a warning, my eyes burned with the fiery red of my alleged alpha wolf. "She's on board!" Ares confirmed, making me grin sinisterly, shooting a wink at my girl before teleporting to where I sensed the darkness looming, stalking and watching us like some scientist watching their experiment unravel. "So you're a watcher, hmm. Get off on watching others get frisky! You kinky bastard!" I chuckled, leaning up the tree behind him, grinning seeing him turn to face me. Styled blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, tanned and insanely handsome while radiating superiority, dressed in his designer suit and loafers! Standing out

Rayka and Sylvester stood in the dimly lit room, the tension palpable. The unexpected visitor, a tall figure cloaked in shadows, had arrived with news that could alter the course of their fight against the unseen enemy. "You claim to have critical information about the threat we face," Rayka began, her voice steady but cautious. "Why should we trust you?" The visitor stepped forward, revealing a face marked by scars and weariness. "My name is Alaric," he said, his voice rough but sincere. "I was once a member of your enemy’s inner circle. I’ve seen their plans, their true nature."

A young man in his twenties with black uniform covered by maroon apron uttered while giving the menu books to Margie and Jessie. Once the books in their fingers' embrace, they made the quick choices. While the had ordered the beverages and a few snacks, the youg waiter left them alone to prepare the menus. Based on the chosen purpose, Jessie broke the silence, "Let me make my explanation clear about Bastian Alford. He is a successful businessman and the Alpha of Red Iris Pack. He is known as one of the wealthiest Alphas if I'm not mistaken." Feeling like being attacked by a few bombshells, Margie was like a fool for underestimating Bastian as an ordinary werewolf that tried to be a hero in h

“You’re a warrior’s daughter. Never forget that.” I looked up at him, feeling a warmth in my chest that had nothing to do with the sun. “Thank you, Kael. For everything.” High above us, on the balcony of the Alpha’s study, a shadow moved. I looked up and my heart stopped. Alaeric was standing there, his hands gripping the stone railing so hard I could hear the rock groan from forty feet away. His hair was windswept, and his grey eyes were dark, burning with a fire that made the air feel heavy.