Novel & Cerita Supernatural Alexander Calvert

“Our phase three is almost finished and we did not need to do anything, Alexander!” Carl chuckled but this around was more evident than before. He stood up from his throne like the king he was and proceeded to walk across the room. In the middle of the room, he halted in his steps and smiled. “Look damn what we've got here, Calven is slowly getting back to who originally is, the fucking monster he was!” Carl muffled up throwing his gaze upon the flaming ablaze. He grinned maliciously as he continued to walk across the room. He stopped at the exit of the room and leaned on the door.

Even though they very were clear about not wanting me to know the reason of why he became a fallen angel in the first place, I can’t help but be curious about it. What sin did he commit that made him get cast out of heaven all the way to hell and then had him get tortured every single year by the memory of it? And if Alexander knew he couldn’t commit that sin, why did he do it anyways? What drove him to give up on his seemingly perfect life? I had so many questions and barely any answers. My train of thoughts were cut off when I saw Alexander lay an unconscious Zach on the ground. He stood back up with difficulty from whatever magic he just did and before I could say anything, he pointed his

“I wish I could help you take away the pain in your chest. I’m so sorry you and Shadow have to go through this.” “Guys, you need to come back,” Everlee called us. “Let’s go back, brother. We will figure this out. We still have her father and the witches to help us find that piece of shit who gave her the drink.” We got back in the room, but the ritual wasn’t done. Alexander and Sebastien already helped the witches, and I didn’t know about Sebastien, but Alexander was once a healer until the witches took his power away.

“Father, this man cannot be trusted,” Alexander said, turning his attention to the King. “Anthony has murdered innocent vampires at the borders for money. He sells out covens, blackmails his own kind, extorts families, and plants blades in other people's hands so he can watch them bleed. He’ll say anything that keeps his neck intact. I’m not sure what he said to King Charles to get him released from jail without a scratch, but I’m sure that was a lie as well.”

A )Fallen Angel B ) Saint C ) Demon D ) Lilith What sort of creature is Calypso's mother? A ) Elf B ) Mundane C ) Witch D ) Supernatural What chapter did the team mourn Pete who they expected was dead? 7 A ) Chapter 6 B ) Chapter 4 C ) Chapter 5 D ) Chapter 7 Who was the man that gave Pete the cross to identify a demon? A reverend A ) A supernatural B ) Christ himself C ) A Believer of Christ

“Nice pitch, child.” She rolled her eyes at Zarah. “I’m an adult.” Califf chuckled. “You remind me of Shadow.” “And you, beetle, you think my idea is stupid?” I knew she was joking, and the way she called me she just made them laugh. “It’s actually good. We just have to make a Plan B and C and so on because we can’t trust and we shouldn’t trust Alec,” Califf said. “Walker, how did he contain the demon? Does he have a witch?”

A solid black shadow suddenly solidified in front of Valerius' nose, blocking the moonlight from Old Fossil's eyes. Alexander Sterling landed his military boots right on Valerius' wrists who were gripping the concrete to crawl. Tulikan cracked following The Alpha King's deadly foothold. "Where are you running, old grandfather?" Alexander grinned very cruelly. "Close your eyes. Because from tonight until a billion deaths, you will never see the moon bloom again." The blade of Alexander Sterling's giant ax rose high, capturing the last remnants of the metropolis before his slash finished Valerius The Firstborn's centuries-old curse in one single, black flash.

Axel and Dominica were our leaders until they were killed, most of us were banished from our various packs because we didn't have our powers anymore after they died. “ Powers, leader? “ I blurted out, more confused than ever. “ Dear, the moon goddess created Supernaturals to be the Alphas and Luna of the pack for greater protection against stray and rogues, Axel’s great grandfather or should I say his ancestors were the main leaders of these supernaturals and they had the power and authority, we as a pack got it because we are descendants of these supernaturals. Axel married Dominica and since they were mates, his power transferred to her, therefore passing on to your sister and your brother

“Supernatural intervention.” The word settled heavily. “A witch,” Alec continued, speaking faster now, frustration bleeding into urgency. “or a seer. Someone who understands energies, and forces that don’t obey natural laws.” “Because this isn’t natural,” Alec said. “No,” Alec said. “It isn’t.” He dragged a hand down his face. “Warriors are useless against air. Against energy. Against whatever this is,” The room was quiet. Then one guard shifted uneasily. “Alpha,” he said slowly, as if testing the idea aloud, “there is… someone we should consider talking to if we're looking for supernatural intervention.”

I explained. "Sweetheart, my answer is no! After everything that you told me about Magnus the vampire, my curiosity rose. Why would he be interested in a human like you? And why can he approach you freely, yet I can't detect him? How powerful is this vampire? How dare he kidnap and return you just like a snap of his finger, as if he had power over you? As if he owned you!" Alex said it angrily. I closed my eyes. I thought that telling the truth to him was good, but why is Alex angry now?