Creepy Alastor Novels & Stories

A deep voice spoke, and I froze. I turned my face to the side to see a man, staring out the window, his back to me. He was tall, blonde hair brushed back, and long sleeve shirt that hugged his body tightly. But what caught my attention was his physique— he looked oddly familiar, even though his voice was not. "Who are you?" I managed to ask. "How long have you been here? Why am I drugged?" I heard him laugh, and the sound send chills down my spine. "How many questions do you have for me, sweetheart?" Now he turned sideways. "If you must know, I am Alastor."

A loud agonizing yell pierced through the night, waking up the whole inhabitants of Crescent Glove Park, this threw them in great horror cause they knew just who the voice belonged to. Their Alpha.

There was nothing to fear. "So," a voice boomed from behind the grand stone fireplace. "The little Aries hound has finally arrived. Who would have thought such a cold blooded killer could be so beautiful?" "I am not afraid of you," I said trying to steady my trembling breath. "Well, you shouldn't be, I don't bite," the voice murmured playfully stepping out of the shadows. Immediately I gasped taken aback by how gorgeous he was. This was Alpha Vergil the Blood Demon?

“Her name’s Lisa Adrian. She was caught in the woods—thought she was a witch at first. She’s not.” Alex raised an eyebrow, waiting. He knew me well enough to sense there was more. “She’s a vampire,” I said, keeping my voice low, though the room was soundproofed against prying ears. “Alireza Firouzja’s daughter.” His reaction was immediate—eyes widening, a sharp curse slipping past his lips. “What the hell. You're sure this isn't a trap. A vampire? Here? And Firouzja’s blood, no less.”

“What in the name of the Lord?” I shake my head in disbelief. What sorcery is this? Sister Abbie said this belonged to my parents…but just who were my parents? An owl hoots and I jump a little. The leaves around me rustle too as if an animal lurks behind the trees of something. My imagination starts to run wild, what if a tiger or lion attacks? Or even worse, what if creatures from the underworld like werewolves and vampires come? I slap myself on the face. “Get a grip of yourself, Alisa!” I hiss. “You are a child of light! You are…oh wait…you’re not. You’re a succubus.”

"Nothing's happened there? Since ghosts and spirits keep coming to Alka, I was really worried about him." "Well, actually..." Iko about to answer, but Alka,who's washed the dishes, stopped him. "I'm okay, Mom. We met a great exorcist there, and everything's went well." "Really? I saw your streaming though... Is that really okay for you?" Alka turned and tell his mother once again that he's fine. Nothing will happened to him, to his family, or Iko and his family. They're alright. Mrs. Tatiana felt relieved, but Alka still got his own thought. He can't tell her that there was unfinished business with Lascivia. And somehow he can tell that the incubus were there with them, but he didn't saw him

My eyes were blurred while Kari grabbed my shoulders and shook me. "Holy shit! Danny are you okay!?" She yelled over something. It sounded like sobbing. Was I crying? Sure enough, I was choking on my tears. She hugged me and pulled me away from the door. I focused on my breathing and tried to compose myself. Alastor was not happy, to say the least. He was growling, snarling, and snapping at everyone that wasn't me. But what matters is that he's in the holding cell and I'm still alive. Once I stopped crying, I walked toward the holding cell. Alastor was sitting in the back corner, glaring at everyone till his eyes landed on me. A look of determination flashed in his eyes. But it was gone mere

“No, you are not crazy,” Alastor said about to take a step forward towards her but seeing the expression of wonderment, confusion and wariness on her face, he sighed and stayed put, “Please brace yourself for what you are going to see next.” He said and then taking a deep breath in he closed his eyes and opened it again when Vevina saw that they were once again pitch black. She wanted to ask what was the trick that he was using to do it when she saw that Alastor’s hands that had been hanging on both his sides slowly started shaking. The nails elongated along with the fingers as hair sprouted out covering his wrist and the rest of it slowly started looking more and more like that of a beast’s

Added one more line, because the evidence demanded it even if I wasn't ready for what it meant: Which means they knew I was coming. Before Alastor did.

“It’s not my fault if my body doesn’t want to! But I can assure you, my head and heart are in this. Untie me. I won’t run away or do anything.” “Shut up and just do as you are told.” Agatha hissed. “Now take her out of here!” “So this is just my fucking role here, to check if someone is lying.” Alastor scoffed in a loud voice while the witches were taking me off the pole and tying my hands again. I was calling on my spirits to tell me what to do next, but they were not saying anything. And with Alastor capable of appearing and disappearing around me, I had no way to get away from him. He could just snap my neck in an instant if he wanted to.