Redeemed Alastor Novels & Stories

“If you want to save your daughter, there’s only one way. Alpha Damien is suffering because the world believes she’s mad. Remove him, and Taylor will be freed. The vial enclosed will make it painless. You are not alone in this fight. — An ally of the Moon.” The Woods never noticed the faint shimmer in the ink — the trace of magic that carried Astrid’s scent, hidden beneath the disguise of Celeste’s handwriting. They never once imagined that the so-called ally offering them hope was, in truth, the very shadow waiting to watch their world burn. By the time the sun sank behind the pines, the choice was already made — or maybe it had made them.

I looked into his eyes, “If you were given a choice if the sword is indeed with him but he's willing to hand it over to you without a fight, would you still kill him?” “Yes.” Alastor muttered, “I'll kill him whether he gives me the sword or not. Like I said Melonie — I enjoy killing, I feed on tears and destruction and I really hope you accept me for who I am.” I slammed my eyes shut, a sad smile appearing on my face. “I got you a gift,” he blurted out, dipped his hand in his right pocket and brought out a necklace made of pearl. I took it from him, my hands stained with the colour red, “It has blood on it,” I murmured.

But he couldn’t do anything because it’s the moon who wrote their destiny. “ Pardon? But you already found her, so I guess it’s fine now. “ Red spoke then bowed his head. He was talking about Aesthetic as Ace’ cure. One more reason why he was eager to bring Thea with him is that, being his medicine means he's safe in pain if an eclipse happen. He'll avoid the cruel destiny of being part of the seven deadly sins as the sin of greed. Maybe this was the moons punishment to him.

"You will stay here. You will eat. You will bathe. And in three days, when the Red Moon is at its peak, you will be 'Reclaimed.' The violet mark of the Donor will be washed away, and you will become the Mother of the Southern Pack." "I will never be yours," I spat. Malphas smiled, and for a second, his human face slipped. His teeth were too many, and they were all sharp. "You don't have a choice, Alice. Without the Aethel-Corp to balance your 'Origin' code, your body is a ticking time bomb. If you aren't claimed by an Alpha soon, the power inside you will burn you from the inside out. You’ll turn back into ink, and this time, there will be no one to write you back."

Someone had broken the lock. He immediately opened the drawer and fished through the various papers that were stocked in it, when a specific paper caught his eyes. More likely a picture. He gently grabbed the picture and what he saw made his blood boil. It was a picture of Lily and Rose laughing together. To be honest it was a very lovely picture. What made his blood boil was the Red Cross drawn over it with a marker. Dante knew what this meant. Whoever it was, he knew about the girls.

Monster. Everyone treats me like garbage. I am a Luna in title only, empty as a barrel with no real power. Everyone acknowledges his cheating because to them I have 'withered'. I'm sick of looking into my own reflection and feeling horror at how thin and worn I've become. I turn to Lyeon and swallow the lump in my throat. “How much time do I have left?” He sighs. “A month,” I hold my breath. “But,” he interjects immediately. “You can have more time than a month if you stop Alpha Edric!: betrayal.”

“Excuse me? You almost killed her. Went behind your Alpha’s back—” Liam leaned against the doorframe, completely unfazed. “My father is my true Alpha, you are… close. But no quite. Regardless, your Luna here made a deal with the wolf moon goddess. And guess who facilitated it?” He placed a hand on his chest. “Yours truly.” I felt the blood drain from my face. “What?” The moon goddess? “That wasn’t—” “The deal was transformation,” Liam cut in, eyes gleaming. “And per payment to the goddess, I get a favor or two from you. Them’s the rules.”

In the lower server room, beneath Phoenix HQ, a developer keyed in a silent line of code: if Echo51_triggered: burn_all_ledger_access_logs() Above him, the mirror flickered. And for the first time in months… It reflected something that wasn’t real.

“The human in the werewolf is not the one exiled, or the one compelled to follow the rules of the exile. The wolf is. Since Liam’s wolf has died, the exile is null and void because he is a human. Ultima wolves differ from being born with a wolf. Liam’s same wolf won’t be back. It would be a different one if this works. Which means the sins of the past wolf would not carry on to this one. He would have a clean slate, Adriana.” “And Alpha Wade is okay with that?” I lift a brow. “Alpha Wade is the one who told me about it.” “Don’t tell Liam that I secretly like Alpha Wade,” I say, feeling like a weight is finally being lifted from my chest. “Truth be told, I think that Liam kind of likes Alpha

I was about to say something naughty to her ears when we heard an urgent knock on our door. “Who is it?” I shouted irritably as Lana kisses my neck. “Alpha,” Jericho called out, “The future Alpha of Purple Hill needs your presence immediately. “Why?!” I shouted angrily, as Lana places my hand on her exposed breasts. But instead of using my hand I bend my head and suck on her breasts. I let my tounge play with her now hard nipples, eliciting a soft moan from her. “It’s about rogue wolves,” Jericho said, “Dozens of dead rogue wolves.”