Black Hat Vs Alastor Novels & Stories

“This demon is covered with black magic, so black that I couldn’t breathe while I tried to reach the source of the magic.” “Did you say he is not Alastor?” “Yes. It’s not him.” “I knew it!” He hissed loudly as he threw a punch in the air, his eyes blazing red as smoke rose from his skin. “It was impossible to catch him without him creating chaos!” “He’s up to something, Lucius. He wants us to believe he is dead.” My chest continued heaving as I kept staring at the dead body. The magic wasn’t wearing off. He still looked like Alastor, including the strong aura that was enveloping him. It only meant one thing. Alastor had a black witch or a powerful demon on his side.

If they try, I will challenge my father to a blood duel right in the Council Judgment Hall. "Hey! High Alpha Lestat actually showed up to a hunt party!" Elijah Blackwell booms, his massive arm slapping across my back. Elijah is almost as tall as I am, built like a giant silverback bear from training with the elite guards of the First Alpha Bloodline. A bad silver-blade injury to his shoulder ended his days as a frontline warrior, so he joined the Alpha Council Alliance instead. He has a tuft of messy yellow hair, a thick golden tan, and a big goofy grin that makes him look like a dumb pup, but he is one of the sharpest minds in the Moonfang Dominion. He is already half-blind from drinking fe

I tried raising up my head and the moment I did ,I saw the aloga walking towards me ,this time around he was no longer the could aloha that I knew . his blue eyes were glowing red ,his feet were not touching the floor and his hair changed to pure white ,he had fangs on his hand ,he was a total different creeature at this moment and I wondered if it wad the same comd heartef man that I knew at this moment. I wanted to say a words but begorr I Clio say it he dragged me up by hair and just before I couod say a words he cut off the hair that I had off making my hair very short .

But my wolf wouldn’t allow it. “Then follow up to that reputation of yours and end this.” I said, glaring at him. “You and I both know that I can.” He said casually. “I am choosing not to for one reason, which you, just like me, feel.” Even in the dark, he was unmistakable. Power rolled off him in suffocating waves, Alpha dominance honed into something sharp and merciless. This was the man sent to end conflicts the world didn’t want named. The fighter who wiped out rogue camps and never asked questions afterward.

My pulse sped up and I felt my body tensing up again. I was going to escape from my father and Luca. The bus I was in flipped over and I probably hit my head hard enough that it made me pass out. Goddess knows how long later, I was in a strange vehicle, surrounded by a bunch of wolves in whose presence I have never been before... and Thomas. To complete the shit-show, one of them was asking where I was. Even though I was right beside him. 'Shit, Venus. I think he is one of Luca's man. Probably a dumb one too. How the hell does he not know what his boss' fiancee looks like? I gotta get out of here before they take me back home or worse... To the Howlers Pack.' I could feel Venus in denial abo

“He knows the target just became priceless.” A cruel, calculating smile touched Alister’s lips, unseen in the deep shadows. This unexpected life, this symbol of Blackstone renewal, could become the instrument of its ultimate destruction. To annihilate Damien, one wouldn’t just target him. One would target his legacy. His future. His heart. The thought was a dark seed, taking root in the fertile rot of his hatred and thwarted ambition. He needed Silas to be silenced. He needed to know every move Damien would make to protect her. He needed to find the chink in the armor being forged around Sophie Thorne-Blackstone and the life within her. The faint, celebratory pop of a champagne cork echoed d

I said to him sitting on the floor where I fell and nursing my temple. "And you need to watch what you say about my family," he retorted in anger. Darrell hasn't been the same ever since his mother, who's the Luna of our pack was accused of murder; it is claimed she allegedly killed the Beta of our pack who was formerly the Gamma but rose in ranks through 'dubious' means. Before he maneuvered his way to that position, my father was Beta; but Darrell chose to keep me as his Beta and made sure everyone in our generation referred to me as such. It honestly felt weird, bearing the Beta title while my dad bore the Gamma title.

As the men dragged the battered captive away, his sudden scream pierced the air, echoing off the damp walls of the abandoned building. “Aiden! Wait!” the man shouted, desperation lacing his voice. “You need to know more! The Serpent... he has people working for him, and they call themselves The Shadows!” Aiden paused, curiosity piqued. He turned back, narrowing his eyes. “What about The Shadows?” The man gulped, fear evident in his trembling hands. “They’re the ones who do the dirty work for him. They’re ruthless and merciless, and they’re looking for someone—someone named Vladimir Albert Darkclaw. He’s the one you need to be worried about!”

A year ago... Back at the realm of the lycans, a long distance away from Hayden where Alpha Xerxes ruled, there was another lycan kingdom that was ruled by a tyrant lycan. His name was Talon Darkheart, a rogue lycan that ruled a community of rogues. His rogue pack, Darkheart pack, was the only pack that adamantly refused to swear allegiance to Hayden, the Supreme Pack where Alpha Xerxes ruled. After many failed attempts to make Talon drop his rogue attitude and become part of Hayden, Alpha Xerxes decided to cut him off. But Talon committed a heinous crime years ago, one that ingnited the unbridled rage of Alpha Xerxes.

She fell to on the snow, breathing, bleeding and wincing from effort. The wolf sauntered towards her, a smirk implanted on his muzzle. He raised his paw to finish her up but suddenly a strong force kicked him and he went flying in the woods. "Who is it?" A large black wolf snarled at the unknown man. "You are all so pathetic, I feel bad for killing you all. But what to do you have already spoiled my good mood , now see what I will do!" Alastor smirked and waved his hand as his eyes shaded coloured into glowing white.