Creepy Alastor Novels & Stories

I mouth at him. "It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss. I’m Alistair Carlisle of The Nightreapers Pack." Alpha Alistair stands up and takes my hand gently. His eyes remain on mine as he kisses the back of my hand. "You’re as pretty as the moon fairy, just like the rumors say," he adds, and he sweetly smiles at me.

He leaned forward mindlessly and then snapping out of it he grabbed her shoulder. “We need to go, now!” He shouted, scaring her out of her imagination. “R-Right! Let’s go!” “Right…” Alastair dropped a magic scroll on the ground and it warped into a black hole immediately. Alexis stared down the familiar thing, knowing the headache that was to come. She grabbed Alastair’s hand, he held it tightly as they jumped into the darkness. Somewhere along Alexis’ screaming she had clung on to Alastair for her dear life. Alastair stood calmly amidst the fall, enjoying the reaction more than he would ever admit.

The scent of ash and frost clung to Lyra’s skin as she drifted between waking and oblivion. She was vaguely aware of movement—arms around her, powerful and warm, carrying her like something precious. She didn’t understand. The last thing she remembered was the way the earth had split beneath her soul, the way her skin had burned with a light that wasn’t silver, and the man whose eyes had pierced through everything. Alpha Kaelen. They said he was cursed. That he’d been exiled from his pack and had disappeared into the wastelands, haunted by the ghosts of wolves he’d slaughtered.

She shouldn't believe what her instinct giving her to believe now instead of saving she got dragging by none other but someone who she supposed to help. Standing a few feet from the guys, she could see the curious in their eyes as they travelling from Lissa to her. "You give in yourself, Harlow?." The guy in the middle in a tight black leopard print fur jacket. His big ass smirks was too vibrant of evilness and mischievous he about to cause. His left eyes were covered with a black patch that strapped somewhere behind his head. In his right eyes, it's glint with amused by her stunt.

When I found the source of the evil aura, I realized that his powers are way stronger than I could ever imagine. It turned out to be Harold Armstrong, the former Beta of this pack. I had no idea that he knows about magic, I thought I was the most powerful being in this pack, not even in my wildest dreams would I have imagined something like this. He was performing a ritual when I spotted him in his basement. He sounded so furious as he mixed several potions together, he kept lamenting about the stubborn Alpha and how he blocked his access to the basement,

“I can feel your heart racing Alena, just relax." I take a deep breath and grip his hands tightly, so tight that I am sure it'll make a bruise. He takes me to the middle of the room. “Good morning everyone, thanks for coming. I called you here today to introduce you to my mate and the new Luna of the Bloodmoon pack, Alena King." “She can't be our Luna, she is a fucking stripper." Someone screams from somewhere in the crowd.

“The moon goddess?! Haven't goddess Paramethra and goddess Sol been enemies since the dawn of creation?” “Yes, they are, which is why the goddess of Earth took advantage of the situation and devoured the pack, as that is the White Moon pack with all pure white wolves members, but no one survived after the so-called purification of Paramethra. That's why they are called the ghost pack.” “But, given Alpha Chaste's wounds, do you think they returned? Or was goddess Sol able to save some of them? And now they're lurking in our territory, ready to harm our Alpha.”

“We don't even know...what was the curse all about. Was a preparation...was necessary?” Meanwhile, back at the residence of the Alpha, a strange presence was now be able to be detected. The Bloody eyed on that bloody fog was continued to transform into enormous creature that was never-before seen. In every moment that passed, the strange presence was a problem-arising that Hez has to find solution with. After having private conversation with the Alpha, Hez set through an important task.

But his shock gave way to a wan of smile which was more sinister and dangerous than the shock. He spread his hands and his long black villainous jacket began to form a crevice and rip apart. His body cracked and sinews moved. His fingernails narrowed into saber claws. They were large, hairy, and dangerously clawed hands of a beast. He bent like an animal and headed into the woods. ‘A werewolf?’ Jesse asked, wide-mouthed. ‘ But it is almost dawn?’ ‘ Don’t be so dumb’ Jake snarled ‘ he is a demon. Alvaro is very lucky that he did not, as he normally did on several occasions, come here alone. Take care of Alvaro while I take care of him!’

He looked like he was slowly losing his mind. "What do you want from me? Let me go!" I screamed but the man only laughed. As if on cue, the evil Alpha walked into the room. His laughter echoed inside the room and merged with the mad scientist's. He came to a stop over my bed and looked down at me. "I told you was going to uncover the secrets of your vampire blood and I will use it to my advantage. I will use it to conquer the world," he stated. I started crying again. "Why won't you just leave me alone? Leave me! Let me go! Let me go!" I screamed.