American Nightmare Supernatural Novels & Stories

I know you. Shivering, she heads back the way she came, to where her vehicle is parked. Near the cemetery’s edge she starts visibly and sways in her tracks: a visitor is blocking the path. Holding her breath, she stares at the dead boy before her, stares through him, and the others, too. Pale children appearing, their bodies ripped, mottled with insect bites, horrifically disfigured. Waiting for her. A gaunt, eyeless teenage girl comes to the front, bled out, clothing soiled, her white lips pressed together and her throat slashed a wicked bright red. A spider races from one eye socket up into her blood-tangled hair. They move nearer. Finally the woman’s breath releases in a rush. “Go. Do not

Somehow, I knew I could trust her. I guessed it was a wolf thing, but I had it my whole life. When I met someone, I can read them, sensing if they were a good person or not, or if they had a negative agenda. It had helped me over the years, especially when I started dating. But that's another story. "So, what exactly is Nightshade?" I asked. Since we were on the subject, I wanted to know as much about them as I could. Bailey finished off the piece of chicken she was eating and took a sip of her soda to wash it down. "They're supernatural hunters."

I called her but this time I was soft. " Don't say anything......... I am serious Siddarth. If my death can solve all your issues then do that. I won't budge from here. No one will come and even claim for my dead body you know that more than anyone. Only headache for you is cover my body don't worry you don't have to give me any proper funeral just throw it for some street dogs " her sound was trembling while saying each and every word. What I have done to her today ? Why I am becoming a monster infront of her even if don't want to do that. I confessed to her about my love still I did like this. Am I really a human or animal? Evilness is taking me over the love which I have for her. I can't

"The population of Supernaturals in Texas has drastically reduced. Not only are some packs left without an Alpha, witches are also ending up dead every night. And they always have a sword piercing their skull and the letter 'X' tattooed in their eyeballs whenever they are found." M could've said more but he was called by someone so he had to end the call. Rebecca only shrugged the call aside, making a mental note to call back later and headed straight to Raven's compound. Raven had sworn to her she wouldn't make trouble. Now that she had violated the rule, it was only okay to remind her of it. … Meanwhile, in Texas As soon as M got off the phone, a man handed some stack of photos to him. "It

"We are not safe. The world is under attack by the supernatural. May God save us all." Alexis cut off the television. "One battle down, but another is brewing." "My Council has told me there have been no Wolf attacks in the States, but there have been mass riots from people who suspect their neighbors of being supernatural," I said. "People are breaking into homes and staking their neighbors, Alexis." Alexis sadly shook his head.

“You’re okay.” She was shaking, she realized, with shock. “What the f-k was that?” She asked staring at her blood-smeared fingers where they folded over Rhett’s hand, gripping on to him, desperately seeking comfort. “I do not know,” Talen replied grimly. “However, the supernatural man that you tried to approach the other day, who did not wish to speak to you, is hunting them.” “Leighton Richard?” Aislen’s head jerked up. “I f-king knew that he had something to do with this. He was in my dreams.”

They truly where connected and peaceful with their surroundings and did nothing to deserve their horrible ending. “Are you alright gatita?” Santiago softly says, touching my arm and sending sparks all over it. I focus on my surroundings, still a bit dazed and blink a few times trying to get to reality. “I.. I don’t know, it’s a lot.” I stammer as it dawns on me the nightmares are not some sort of fucked up figment of my imagination but actual memories of my ancestors. But how on earth am I going to tell him that? He hates everything about the other super naturals in our world!

I know I will nearly solve the case. “Ahhh!!!” I heard the father scream and lose his mind and then the wind suddenly blew hard which kills the candlelight. My room is so dark and I can still feel them watching me. They were surrounding me and it made me freeze. I can still hear them. I know I need to be strong even though my fear is already eating me. I can hear the laugh, the scream, the whisper, the weep that makes me so scared and I can’t take it anymore. That is why I grabbed the lighter beside me and I immediately lit the candle and opened my eyes and looked around. They are suddenly gone. They are not here anymore and the atmosphere of my room went normal. I wiped my sweat that contin

The man’s eyes were empty sockets, dark and hollow, and his forehead was marred with strange symbols that glowed faintly in the moonlight. “Witch’s marks,” Ansel muttered, his voice a low growl. He reached out and touched the man’s forehead, feeling the faint remnants of dark magic. “They drained their blood through their eyes. This is dark magic, Amos. The witches took their blood before ending their lives.” Amos clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. “Those monsters,” he spat. “They killed every single person in this village.” "This is unexpected, I thought the reporter said twenty." Ansel growled, his eyes turning darker than before and he clenched his fists, trying to control hi

But still, the truth will pierce you and will drill deep into your mind, slipping through your thoughts. Serra felt like her heart shrank into the size of an atom, lost and then gone as the truth hit her like a poisoned arrow, painful and torturous. Mira is a Badblood. Mira is a Badblood. Mira is a Badblood. Her mind repeats. Should she be scared? Mira is a Badblood. Should she hate her? She's a monster. Her kind killed your father, a voice inside her said. She's your friend and will never hurt you, another voice inside her said. She just stood there confused and unmoving. She felt a lump on her throat and her eyes started to blur.