Redeemed Alastor Novels & Stories

"It’s just been decentralized. The Sterling Rebirth is bankrupt. Your assets are now part of the global commons. You’re not an owner anymore. You’re just a citizen. Try to enjoy the free electricity." The silver-and-black helicopters retreated into the haze. The Sterling Rebirth vanished as quickly as it had appeared, dismantled by the very legal loopholes it had tried to exploit. The Fifth Signature As they stood in the quiet of the Makola courtyard, the sounds of the city returning to their natural, chaotic harmony, a final message arrived from Alistair in the Himalayas. It wasn't a warning, but a question that would change their lives forever. MESSAGE: THE KNOT IS TIED. BUT THE 1956 COVEN

Allistair’s gaze was steady, warm, shimmering under the moonlight with that maddening mixture of defiance and tenderness that always unraveled him. “You…” Samael’s voice was low, rough, like gravel dragged across steel. “You redrew my mother’s painting?” Allistair nodded slowly, his fingers fiddling with the hem of his shirt in a rare show of nervousness. “Yes. Not perfect. Probably missing little details, but it’s close. I thought… maybe it would give you back what I took.” He glanced up, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. “I wanted to make amends, Mi Alfa. Not just with words.”

I closed my eyes, blowing out a breath. "I, Alora Elwood, renounce the deal of Balthazar Kolgrim and Imelda Bloodstone." I gasped as I felt something snap within me, the immense power my mother stole vanishing from my soul. I opened my eyes, locking with Balthazars. His mouth spread into a wide grin, nothing but gratitude swirling in his ice-blue gaze. He pulled out a small silk pouch from his pocket. "I believe we are now even." He said, tossing it toward me and vanishing out of sight. I caught the pouch in my hand, opened it, and dumped the contents into my palm. A small jasper amulet carved into the shape of a wolf landed in my palm.

The three finally came up from the cells to find several people waiting for them on the other side of the door. Alfred watched several more of his people go down into the cells to help speed up the cleanup. Normally, he would supervise the cleanup to ensure that everything was done perfectly. The last thing he needed or wanted was something coming back to bite them on the backside. Things can get dicey when removing spells that aren’t your own. But he’d cast a spell that didn’t exactly remove the spell. While it removed the spell, the spell didn’t just disappear. This spell was basically marked return to sender. Then, when he purified the three wolves, it severed the ties between the spell a

That’s what I kept repeating in my head. Alec stepped closer to me. His face was smug, disgusting. He reached for my chin and held it in place as he stared deeply into my eyes, his handsome face looking sharp and unmerciful as he uttered the words, “I, Alpha Alec Aoki of the Agarwood Pack, reject you, Holly Ambrose of the Ivory Pack. I sever my ties with you and will never want to have any emotional connection with you anymore. You are released.” he smirked and taunted, “You are free to f*ck whoever devil you want to f*ck!” “As long as it’s not you,” I scowled at him, “Then I accept it!”

“We can pass a message that there’s going to be another vote for the elders’ position—but this time, only one of the men is allowed to attend.” “They might act like they don’t care about the post anymore, but trust me—they’ll jump on this the moment they hear it.” “What excuse do we give for the re-vote?” Lucian asked. “We can just say some of the Alphas were manipulated the last time,” Robin said simply. “It explains the drama during the previous vote too.” We all nodded. “So we keep an eye on their hideout while one is away?” Damon asked. “If Manuel goes and the fog remains, then Azreal is the one we’re looking for—and the other way around,” Rose added, and we nodded again.

“It will be the perfect custodian. It can never forget, and it can never lie.” The ghost in the wires had been given a conscience. And in doing so, Luther had finally, completely, absolved himself of the need to be the smartest, hardest thing in the room. He had chosen mercy over mastery. It was his true redemption. And it had taken a machine’s logic loop to prove it.

Maybe there was a reason behind it. " It's a pleasure to see you doing fine, My lady." " Thank you." " I'm Alpha Reid. Alpha of the Scarlet moon pack." Alpha Reid introduced himself. This one was an Alpha too? Estelle thought. " I'm Estelle Mia Brown." She said, introducing herself too and the man flashed a wide dimpled smile. He was good looking of course, everyone around here was but there were certain people that their gorgeousness seemed unearthly. They included her first and foremost person, River then Lair, Neil, this Alpha Reid, Marianne and as much as she'd hate to admit it, Kaileyn was amongst them.

"I have an offer that you might find to your interest. If I don't get a sincere apology first though, you can forget about it." After a while of rushing over the words like they were hot coals on his tongue, Alaris finally apologized and promised to refrain from doing it again. Belladonna's offer was for the witches to come back and try to take the link from her. Saying that things might turn out differently this time, since she would also be trying her best to connect to the link. Alaris nodded. "If that doesn't work, you will come with me to Vestros." He must be mad.

"I'd rather explode than let you win, Bastard!" In the corner of the room, the sound of violent coughing broke through Uncle Garson's shouting. Alaric. The black veins on the Alpha's neck faded dramatically. His skin color returned to normal. His lungs greedily sucked in oxygen. I had completely removed the parasite burden from him. "Maeve..." Alaric growled. Alaric's voice was still hoarse, but his wolf's strength was beginning to return. He braced himself against the massive sword lying on the floor, forcing himself to stand. His eyes widened in horror as he looked at the vortex of death energy consuming my body.