My Dear- (Alastor x Reader Fanfiction)
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 9m
Complete, First published Mar 10, 2024
Mature
NOTE: Alastor x Female Reader 
ABOUT: The Happy Hotel hummed with its usual energy, but Alastor, the enigmatic radio demon, was drawn to a new arrival. Intrigued by her aura, he sought her out, effortlessly reaching her door. When she opened it, (Y/N) stood before him, captivating with her (h/c) locks and (e/c) gaze. Alastor's smirk ignited her curiosity. Inside, they exchanged introductions, and Alastor sensed (Y/N) was unlike anyone he'd met. Their conversation unveiled a mutual intrigue, culminating in a pact: Alastor's aid for (Y/N)'s companionship. Little did they foresee, their deal would ignite a fervent bond, transcending the bounds of the Happy Hotel. {Includes 🍋}
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