Alien Supernatural Novels & Stories

It was a revelation that left her spellbound. Astrid's journey through the pages began with the Werewolves, the very first Supernatural creatures, conceived by the Moon goddess Serene, whose celestial name is Luna. Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past.

As soon as she finished, they knew what species was she talking about. “You already know that the first one is a wolf,” Azraiel started telling her about the supernaturals. “The second one is Vampire, it’s the only supernatural that has red eyes even in human form and fangs at the same time.” He glanced at Ayleen for a second and then moved his eyes back to her. “The third could be a witch since it’s the most possible one out of the three species that have purple eyes and the fourth sounds like an elf.” “I thought there were only three…” Charlotte’s voice trails as she is unable to finish the sentence, feeling equally frustrated and scared.

Austin, playing his part, shouted back, "Samuel! You'll regret this betrayal!" But as Samuel walked away, Austin whispered to Anna, "How will we know if his plan is working?" Anna closed her eyes and concentrated. "I still have a small connection to him from when I channeled his energy. I'll be able to sense if he's in immediate danger." Meanwhile, the negotiation with the Forgotten Ones was reaching a conclusion. The largest creature released Amadeus and stepped back. "We accept your proposal," the creature announced. "We will help you defend against the vampires and rogues in exchange for modified bindings that allow us freedom with purpose."

Damon says, and I look at him, nibbling at my tongue nervously. "Look, understand that we are also supernaturals, but you also should understand that we supernatural students are not the only supernatural creatures that exist in this underworld. There are also other supernaturals that roam about every single night, and they are not minors at all. They are those that carry around the ranks of the elderly ones or alphas, and they also roam around at night, picking up anything they can find as victims. If we are not strong and capable enough to defend ourselves and fight back, we might probably end up in their pet residence or probably in their meals." "Okay, enough of the frightening story," I

Standing tall despite the storm in his chest, his wings out because, let’s be honest, ain’t no hiding those divine fuckers when your soul is flayed open. “You’re under arrest for unauthorized supernatural presence and failure to register with council protocol,” one of the smug bastards barked, stepping forward like his dick actually measured up to that ego. Auren’s voice was steady. “I’m not going with you.” The lead wolf cocked his gun, silver rounds loaded. “I’ll shoot you right in the fucking heart, angel.” I smirked in the dark. Oh, sweet summer fuckwit. Guess no one taught this boy that fallen angels and demons don’t stay dead.

Tristan follows behind me and takes a seat when I gesture for them too. “What’s going on, Rowan?” Mikhail asks. My lips twist into a grimace as I consider what to say. “I’m glad that you’re all here.” I wave a hand in Tristan’s direction. “All of you know Tristan already.” Tristan nods his head in acknowledgment. “Tristan is not just my brother, but he’s also the master of the Halo that I work for. Over the past couple of months, several Supernatural students have gone missing from our school. We recently found out that they were murdered, and parts of their bodies were used to construct some kind of Frankenstein monster. It’s pretty gruesome and puzzling at once. Due to the severity of the

As we joined the main road, we began to discuss the conversation I’d had with my mother. “Surely we haven’t already found a hybrid after a single day of looking? We were expecting this to take months, maybe longer” I shrugged in his direction. “Maybe they are more common than we were led to believe.” Doran shook his head. “I don’t understand Atlas, I thought all of the supernatural species hated each other. That can’t be the case for all of us if we are producing children”. I agreed with him. I was as surprised as he was. “Well, it must take place mustn’t it? Otherwise we wouldn’t even know what a hybrid was in the first place”. Doran turned to me “I wonder if it’s the outcasts that are mati

I even saw flashes of this place before arriving at my destination, but I didn't quite believe that what animated my undead corpse wasn't evil—like the biblical variety of a demon. I was beginning to accept that this limbo wasn't to be confused with purgatory where the souls of humans were awaiting purification before being sent to heaven. This place wasn't biblical, good or evil. It was a place that had always been kept separate from humans. "Alexis, you and I have the ability to call our Succubus and Incubus to come forth," I said. "Maybe we can call them now." He paced, his brow gathered. "It may be possible. Although they may not be able to breach the bubble I created."

I said. “Refined how?” “Magically,” I answered. He stared at me. “I’m serious,” I insisted. “Some variants don’t show up like normal toxins. They attach to energy signatures instead of just blood chemistry. They mess with the supernatural side of someone.” Papa inhaled slowly. “Alexandra is human.” “Yes,” I said, then hesitated. “But she’s connected to me.” That made the room go very still. Uncle James narrowed his eyes. “Are you suggesting proximity to you changes her biology?”

I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the closed door. Axel had been gone for almost an hour, and the silence was driving me crazy. To find out what you are. His words kept echoing in my head. What the fuck was I? A week ago, I thought I knew. Just a normal, human senator's wife. But now I was apparently some kind of supernatural creature with weird dreams and maybe blood that vampires wanted. I don't know about that last part. I mean that's how the script goes right? blood.