Human Alastor Novels & Stories

Marlowe Hayes learned young that men only want one thing, and she stopped expecting anything else. Then a stranger walks into the bar where she strips for rent money, and one look tells her he's not like the others. He's not human at all. Alpha King Ronan Blackwood has waited three hundred years for his mate, and now that he's found her, he's not letting her go — not to the bar, not to the human world, not to any man who dares look at what's his. Caged in his kingdom and furious at her own body's betrayal, Marlowe fights the bond with everything she has. But when rogue wolves hunt her down, and Ronan nearly dies protecting her, the wall she's built her whole life starts to crack. Now she has

This was where the demon would attempt its final ascension, seizing complete control over Alex's body and soul. Without wasting a moment, Mia and Heartman began the ancient chants, their voices harmonizing with an ethereal resonance that filled the chamber. The words reverberated through the air, a powerful incantation designed to weaken the demon's grip and dismantle the altar. But just as the chants reached a crescendo, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The stone floor cracked open, and Alex emerged, flanked by his loyal followers who had been twisted and corrupted by the demon's influence. Their eyes glowed with a sinister crimson light, and the air crackled with malevolent energy

"Down the hatch." [Alphonze’s POV] I don’t speak as Benny drives, taking me to the place that Ayla should be. After her warning, when that strange beast attempted to kill me, I was unable to be easy since I knew that her body was out there somewhere out of control. Once I alerted the elders about what was happening, I had Hanson take me back to Caelum, and then I assigned Benny to begin the search for Ayla, and it didn’t take long for him to find her in elementalis territory.

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.

My eyes moved to spot the next male, he had completely pale skin and blonde hair, and the man next to has familiar features like him. And then I finally looked at the grey-eyed man who sat at the corner and the only one in the room whose gaze was fixated on me. His stare was strange and awkward as if there was something that was going on in his mind and I did not know it felt like it was related to me. He had ice blonde hair that fall over his face ever so slightly, and both of his hands were covered in hundreds of tattoos; Even his fingers were covered in them. The aura he radiated was of an Alpha, and it was strong to stand out amongst everyone.

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

‘A win for you is a win for me,’ Juanzo was saying, ‘We can’t let that blond prick win. ‘Agreed.’ Derith replied. In the next instance, there wasn’t just one Hind, but four. ‘What the fuck?!’ Alastor growled, his head whipping around, trying to keep track of the true Hind as the copies zipped back and forth. In his state of confusion, a puff of fire billowed into his face. Letting out a yelp, he dropped down on his belly and flattened his ears. He cringed as heat seared along his back. Juanzo pinned him by the scruff of his neck before he could recover.

“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

His eyes were glossed over with tears. "Diesel. I don't know what to say. I just watched the wolf I loved turn into a man who...I barely knew. It's a bit overwhelming." He cupped his hand around my jaw. It seemed to fit perfectly there. "But I am Alastor. I just...can be human too. I understand this is all a bit confusing. I'll give you plenty of time to process this but please allow me to take you back to my hospital. Taking you to a human hospital will resort in a police case." He spoke softly. He wasn't wrong. I looked at my bleeding leg and nodded. He scooped me up and turned away from Lucas' dead body. I only caught a glimpse.

Alastair had transformed into a monster of darkness. “This is it,” Alastair sighed long with a wide smile. “I’m alive,” he said in a raspy voice. “What the fuck? You’re still alive?” asked Harlow with a furrowed brow. “I’m no Alastair,” answered the monster with a cackling laugh. Harlow was stunned before he raised a question in whispers. “You’re Lucifer?” The monster turned to me. “Come on, Alexa. We can rule this world together,” he said, reaching a hand toward me.