Chibi Alastor Novels & Stories

said the man vaguely as he pointed his thumb behind him at Lord Kaisen and Rubeus " You got visitors , you see . You gotta meet them " " Alastor get me that giant eagle's leg piece , it's specially chewy . I like it very much " said the woman still giggling around while flaling her hands with cards in them " You see how it is , good luck " said Alastor as he jerked his head at the woman's back , then strode away from them . Lord Kaisen sighed , he felt as if his head was going to explode . Honestly , was it really necessary for him to deal with this woman ?

He was such a powerful Alpha, else he would have been dead. She heard Alpha Williamsburg's laughter from afar and she took a closer look at Finlay, only to see him growing weak. It was at that moment Alpha Williamsburg shifted into his wolf, took a high leap, and went crashing into Finlay's wolf. Lewis was sent slamming into one of the giants by Alpha Williamsburg's Beta, and she was quick to roll away before the giant's mighty feet could stomp on her and make her a battered sack of meat and bones. Worse, Layla had come right at Ophelia once more, pulling her so hard by their hair that some strands ripped off.

The young lady finally introduced himself as Alice and then the party took off It was getting so late at night. One of the guards, took to the stage after every one of us had sat with our mate, except Celina that is not with her mate but former alpha Oscar was sitting close to her, to make her feel comfortable while former Luna Oscar was sitting close to the crib even though the four pups were sleeping. "Let the game Begin?" The guards said.

Alastor was better, but he would never be well again. It turned out that the blows I landed him with those cuffs around my hand, did more than just stopping him from marking me. It had shattered something inside of him, a part that governed his perception of the world— the occipital region. It affected his visuals, and now he saw things wrongly and processed everything slowly.

She screamed when she saw me and this time I covered my ears she was so loud. “Knock it the fuck off!” I bellowed. My bellowing startled her. Her eyes widened, and she blinked slowly at me as her mouth fell open in shock. “Yes, the monster speaks and has sensitive hearing. It also has a name. It’s Asterion, by the way.” I said, stalking forward to sit at the table. She flinched as if I was stalking towards her. I’m not sure if she was more surprised when I spoke or that I had no intentions of touching her.

It was too much, too fast. Suddenly, the nearby bushes rustled. Rhea, my wolf, growled. Something was wrong. "Alastor!" I shouted, running towards the bushes. "He's still here!" I pushed aside the branches, and there he was, crouched and ready to attack. Rhea and I pounced, easily bringing him down. "We got him," I said, breathing heavily. "Wendell may have escaped, but we'll make sure Alastor never causes trouble again."

The golden orbs of her eyes shimmering like a fearsome predator in the night, the creature became unnerved even before Chiri Krane had emerged from behind the screen of darkness around them. “Quite the sticky situation you’ve gotten yourself into, Al.” Chiri observed, twirling the loop of another blade undauntedly on her finger. Still caught in the creature’s web, Allen was not in the mood for his partner’s cruel sense of humor. Finding the whole thing to stink of one of her schemes, he accused her now with a certain degree of confidence. “Chiri, you were planning to have me act as bait all along!” Allen yelled back annoyed as he wriggled against the threads.

I guess their relationship is back on then. I feel a pang of something – jealousy maybe – and it must be showing clearly on my face, because Alastaire takes the phone back and checks the photo. "My mistake!" he says, swiping his finger across the screen. "Wrong one." He swipes a few times and stops on an innocent photo of his beloved pug Charlie curled up on a chewed-to-bits pillow, like a really big ugly baby bird in a nest of feathers and shredded fabric. I've seen this photo like a million times before – it's Alastaire's Twitter and Tumblr profile picture. It's nothing new.

Proserpina scoffed, swatting his hands away from her, “Quit it. I don't do hugs–” Alastor suddenly dropped forward like a tidal wave threatening to pull her down with him, arms wrapping around her waist. He was practically a koala–a six foot tall koala–as he all but threw himself on her, legs sprawled uselessly on the ground and all of his weight bearing down on her. She gave him her driest, blankest stare, eyes boring holes down at his stupidly smiling face, “Happy now?” Alastor simply hummed, nuzzling her stomach contentedly, a strange vibrating sort of noise coming from his chest… and forget the comparison about a koala or the fact that he is technically a wolf, he reminded her of a giant

Albert does not punish like this. This was to show love, your desires are enough, put one thing in your small mind. It's all mine from head to toe. By Albert. I want to touch you, come close to you, you can't stop.” He harassed her more by keeping his lips on the lobe of Mia's ear. She barely breathed in her shelter as if afraid. After kissing Mia's forehead, Albert put his hands around her waist and made her lean gently. Taking off his jacket and putting it on very gently, Albert looked at his bowed head for several moments.