Supernatural Alexander Calvert Novels & Stories

Martha quietly listened to their conversation and she gasped and covered her mouth when she accidentally pushed one of the container beside them. " Fuck! Mrs. Scott, head down!" Alexis told her through a hush sound. They're both dead if Alexander find out that they followed him. She's in tears when she learned that her husband Alexander who was as good like he couldn't kill a fly was a savage gambler of human body to the vampire packs.

Time seemed to freeze, creating a suffocating atmosphere. Eventually, Dexter broke the silence. He smiled and a trace of sorrow flashed through his eyes as he said, "Alex Owens. I never thought it would be you pursuing me. Even more surprising is that you attacked me first." He sounded forlorn as if resigned to his inevitable fate. Bathed in the white light, Alex remained unfazed. He said in a cold and emotionless tone, "Dexter, you practice the dark arts and have committed heinous crimes. Wherever you go, life ceases to exist. As an apprentice of the Divine Crystal Sanctuary, I am duty–bound to exterminate demons and evil."

Gabe murmured, unable even to understand what he was saying. With Gabe still staring at her bewildered, Alexa blurted, “It’s the headless horseman.” She sighed at Gabe, who kept staring at her as if she didn’t comprehend a word she said. “You know Death. From the folklore. That’s the dude attacking the pack.” Alexa summarized her knowledge of the supernatural, occult, and folklore as follows: “His name is Abraham Van Brunt. He is a revenant.

Their eyes wide in surprise, and a few of them, I knew were Luna Katherine’s maids. “Don’t look so shocked,” I continued, pacing toward the door. “The Alpha is a man, and men don’t chase ghosts. She must have offered something he liked. And that is something that you all need to learn. If you are going to impress the Alpha, then you are going to need to learn to do whatever she did.” “She crossed the Alpha, Headmistress Brenna. She shouldn’t have been allowed in the Alpha’s chamber in the first place.” one of them said, and I glared at her.

Balan twitched his lips, clearly holding back a laugh. Balan knew that case, a bullshit story. The kittenish snob witch named Anna Boleyn cast a spell on a male wizard (for fun mainly, apparently). Another sorceress who was in love with this guy noticed something unusual and hired Eden to solve the spell (because of cheap, which was so equally obvious).

“I saw that… that thing that’s been following you around. It only revealed itself to me for a moment, but I saw it.” Alexander’s eyes darkened. “I think it’s Margaret.” He shook his head. “It’s all fuzzy… I can’t quite recall how I got here. But I think I remember her giving me some kind of preternatural strength.” He looked down at his hands. “I escaped my cell…” My stomach dropped. A chill ran through me, scuttling up my spine like a spider, as I looked around. But I saw nothing. Only the empty chamber with the crystal still floating languidly in the center, completely impervious to the petty squabbles of mortals.

There was another and Lucifer would use the other one to finish off the hurdle. Alexander tried to stop the heavyweight axe with his sword. But it still ended up colliding with his shoulder. His right shoulder was wounded. As it was his right hand that always handled his sword, he was practically armless. The demon smirk and kicked Alexander hard. Alexander landed on the floor, looking at the demon. The demon swung his sword to behead Alexander. "I don't remember it was his day to die." The demon heard someone calling from behind. He turned around but before his eyes could catch the sight of the person who dared to interrupt, a sharp blade went through his neck. He was beheaded. His head rol

Victoria and Alexander, hands still connected, stood before the celestial altar, ready to channel their intentions and partake in the ritual that would shape the destiny of Sterling Manor. In the climax of this celestial convergence, Victoria and Alexander, guided by the symbols on the walls and the cosmic resonance of the celestial beings, began the ritual. The ancient crystal at the heart of the altar responded, radiating a luminous glow that bathed the chamber in ethereal light. Scenes from the lives of Sterling Manor's residents played out in vivid displays, their destinies interwoven in a celestial dance.

have time for your nonsense," she said and before she could decline the line, he declared, "That girl has some guts to face me.""What have you done to her?" she asked in tension.Now he finally got her attention."I haven't done anything... Yet. But I met her...""Where? Where is she?" Katrina asked worriedly."Ancient tomb," he informed."What?" Katrina could not believe her ears.Alexandra was taking the matter in her hands and this could be destructive for her."She did some little evil deeds," with that he declined the line, making her confused.Katrina called Darby to the graveyard and they went to the ancient tomb.The door of the tomb was open.Katrina had a gut feeling that Alexandra had done