Hh Alastor Novels & Stories

Everything changes. A cold spike hits my chest. Sharp. Sudden. Wrong. The cabin fades. The warmth disappears. The smell of cedar and dinner and Noah’s humming vanishes. I’m standing in the Nothing. The empty. The dark. The place between worlds. And he’s there. Not my father. Not the man who held me in the dark and told me he loved us. This is the other one. The Hallow wearing Brad’s face. His eyes blaze with shadow and flame, furious and wild. “You let him mark you.” His voice cracks through the Nothing like thunder.

My dream of riding one towards an unknown destiny, was cruelly brought to an end. I was taken aback for a moment, my mind fixating on the image of the God holding onto the reins and the beautiful apathetic eyes of his. It felt as if I was admiring a priceless painting. To make up for the lack of a reply, I asked while getting on. "What are their names?"The cold void of amber eyes looked back at me. "Orphnaeus, Aethon, Nycticebus, and Alastor." He pointed at them starting from his left and each neighed in recognition of their names.

Ghost is sitting beside me, and I can feel his eyes drilling a hole into my head. “Who the fuck is Harmon?” He growls but I don’t say anything. How do I even begin to explain that we’re hunting a monster that makes me want to crawl into a cave and never come out again?

Kora, at the speed of light, bent down and grabbed the device from inside his bag without his knowing, then stepped through the portal to the underworld to find Lucifer. “Lucifer!” She called out with no answer. She began running around the mansion in search of him, “Lucifer!” She called again. “Kora,” he appeared behind her in armor, ready for battle, “What do you have there?” “The device,” she smiled at him. “The device from Hermes to cleanse the souls?”

I blushed, ducking my head. I felt another pair of eyes on me. They belonged to the hulking man seated beside Alpha Enzo. I had never seen him before. I shivered as his cold, calculating eyes bore into me. I broke the eye contact, feeling shivers all over my body. If my guess was right, then that was definitely the Devil Alpha.

Her mouth opened, whether to defend herself or cry, I didn’t know. I didn’t care. Before she could speak again, footsteps echoed down the corridor, rapid, urgent. Alessandro’s scent hit first, laced with adrenaline and blood. He burst into the room without waiting for permission. “Alpha…” One look at his face, and my wolf lunged forward in my chest, snarling. “What happened?” I demanded. “The estate,” he said, catching his breath. “There is an attack… it hit inside. Directly. The consort hall.”

That's Xavier who just arrived. Sarah and Alex are watching those kids push Landon around. Some of them are throwing junk foods on him. There are others who grabbed his bag, and tried to take it away from him. For some reason, Sarah and Alex joined them. They all had fun making Landon cry, until he can't take it anymore. He ran away as fast as he could. What the students didn't know is that someone was watching them from afar. A man standing behind a stone pillar is making.a list of those who are committing the worst mistakes. Xavier St. Sarah Johnson, and Alex Maulin. Sons and daughter of the original sinners of the town.

Alastor suddenly screeched, causing Harry to fall off of the arm rest with an undignified shriek. “…Who's that?” Sean face-palmed while Alastor more or less pulled the phone away from his hand: “My name is Alastor Nyx. I'm–” he paused, hesitating; “...I am the Alpha of the Northern Pack.” “Is that so?” For a moment, there was nothing but static and silence on the other line... Alastor gulped, obviously worried that the other had hanged up on them, “Uh, hello?”

Alastor replied dismissively. “What’s it for?” Ashton pressed. “That’s none of your business,” Alastor shot back, his demeanor shifting to one of irritation. He has to be an alpha since he confidently spoke to Ashton that way, and Ashton appeared to be wary around him. After a moment, Ashton asked out of the blue, “Are you responsible for the note?” “What note?” Alastor asked, puzzled. Either he doesn't know, or he is such a good actor. But we certainly can't tell that yet.

I turned to Morpheus who was glaring at me Dartron was staring intensely at me “ the last we met you were really scared, that’s an improvement” “Maybe I am not scared anymore because you are not as intimidating as I thought” Morpheus growled at me “give me permission and she won’t be able to insult you” “Don’t” Thanos said “I suggest you listen to your Master” I mocked at Morpheus and I noticed that he was so close to ripping my head of” “She is a hellhound, you will end up dead if you try anything stupid,” Dartron said, he is the quietest of the three brothers, he has only been staring at me since he entered the cafe.