Alphas Supernatural Novels & Stories

"Does anyone have anything to say?" Their silent nods were enough for me. I snapped my fingers at Alfred, telling him to take the body of the dead Alpha away. I took my seat. "Back to the situation at hand. I want to take over that land. What are the costs?" "If there is a supernatural in charge of that city, you need to fight for dominance or make a deal." Alpha Alan gritted his teeth. Angry as always. Of course they would be angry because I just killed the world's fifth-largest pack. He should know that I don't take insolence lightly. He can only pay with his life, and I took it. I scoffed because I was not interested in making any deal with those damn supernaturals. The fact that Daphne i

Amelia's magic and Ethan's quick precision proved to be formidable weapons against their supernatural foes. But just as their victory seemed within reach, a bone-chilling howl pierced through the night. It wasn't the pain-filled cry of a werewolf but a soul-shaking call of something more sinister. Amelia's eyes widened with dread as a massive figure emerged from the shadows, dwarfing even the previously aggressive werewolves. It was the Alpha. The Alpha's eyes gleamed with an unholy brightness, a fusion of beast and malevolence. A sinister grin spread across his muzzle, revealing long, sharp fangs. It was clear that the Alpha possessed a power far beyond that of the others.

WHAT JUST HAPPENED! IS THAT IT! OMG!!!! I WIN!! I AM NOW THE ALPHA OF THE ALPHAS I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. "Looks like we have our first female Alpha of the Alphas. Congratulations Alpha Mahnoor" Alpha Adam said with a voice that said that he too did not believe what just happened. THAT MAKES THE TWO OF US Badar and I changed back to our human form as a voice from behind came. "We don't want a female Alpha" "Females are weak, physically and emotionally"

The Supreme Alpha and his Luna travelled the land helping and healing the ones in need and punishing those with no hearts. And that is how the Supreme Alpha came to be.” she ended her story.

I. "Nobody is going to touch you. Not while I'm around. They will all know that you're my mate; they can sense it, and no one likes to mess with another alpha's omega unless they're crazy. Trust me, darling. I'm not leaving you alone. Not this time. If they even try to touch you, I will rip their throat out." Allen raised an eyebrow. "What's up with alphas and wanting to rip throats out?" Sebestian chuckled. "Ripping another alpha's throat out means that they've won. You don't need to worry about it, darling."

He looked like he was slowly losing his mind. "What do you want from me? Let me go!" I screamed but the man only laughed. As if on cue, the evil Alpha walked into the room. His laughter echoed inside the room and merged with the mad scientist's. He came to a stop over my bed and looked down at me. "I told you was going to uncover the secrets of your vampire blood and I will use it to my advantage. I will use it to conquer the world," he stated. I started crying again. "Why won't you just leave me alone? Leave me! Let me go! Let me go!" I screamed.

The washed-up alpha and his pack stood handing out aid to the town folk while boy wonder headed towards the source of everyone's anguish. "Let's see how Mr High 'N' Mighty fares against hellfire, shall we!" I retorted with a chuckle; staying in the shadows, I followed the turd to the church grounds. The horror that spread across his face as he looked up at the ominous flames was hysterical! "Call yourself an Alpha, yet you quiver and shake at the sight of a tiny fire!" I laughed to myself, watching him curiously.

A name echoes from the depths, not my own, a title spoken in whispers and screams by a thousand voices: The World-Ender. And beneath the title, a single, coherent memory slams into me with the force of a freight train. I’m standing over the ruins of a different city, a different Instance, my hands dripping with something that isn’t blood, looking at a man with familiar, wary eyes. Liam Reed. He’s saying my name—my real name—and his voice is the only anchor in a world coming apart. The memory vanishes as quickly as it came, leaving me gasping on my knees in the white nothingness. But it left something behind. A scent. Not ozone, but something wilder. Pine and frost and furious, untamed power.

Another supernatural creature that followed was vampires, with even more terms and conditions. "No, Alpha," Dash said firmly. "As far as I know, shapeshifters don't always need to kill their victims to transform. They can even render them unconscious while they're borrowing their bodies." While Thiery was mulling over Dash's words, his car arrived at the mansion. A Gamma hurried over to his car. "All troops are assembled and ready to take orders, Alpha Thiery," said the Gamma named Jackson. "What about Alkon? Has he returned?" Thiery asked, getting out of the car and heading straight for the hall.

Time seemed to stand still as the night unfolded its mysteries and the attendees reveled in the moment, savoring every sip, every bite, and every shared memory. Ansel is a type of werewolf who rarely prayed to their Goddess. And when he did, he never stops asking until the deity answers, serenading her with words and poetry so beautiful that perhaps it was the reason why he remained as a Beta even with his father’s death—and father’s legacy and status as an Alpha that comes before Cal, who killed Alpha Jonas and his heir and wife just to end his tyranny. “You know what, Giro. Your Alpha loves to talk to himself,” Alain chuckled, sensing his pondering again.