Balthazar Supernatural Novels & Stories

Zoe I blink my eyes as the door closes behind me. All I see is complete darkness. However, my sense of smell is perfectly fine. A cough escapes my lips when the scent of ash and smoke permeate my senses. My eyes burn and itch painfully, and my throat is dry. “Hello,” I whisper softly. Who knows what's hiding in the darkness. “Bree... Lana...” I call out again. But there's no response. All I hear is the echo of my own voice. Taking a few steps, I extend my hand in front of me and start walking. It's a bit unnerving because it's so dark. Then I remember something Azazel said about supernatural eyes. He said that Supernaturals could see better than humans. So I close my eye tightly, willing the

The Beast Shifter. Diego’s face swam in her memory. His unmarked skin in the study. The way he’d looked at her—calm, but with something ancient stirring behind his eyes. He’s hiding. But from what? She turned to another book—“Weaknesses of the Supernatural.” Garlic. Holy water. Sunlight. Silver. She stood, walked to her kitchen, and took a bulb of garlic from the hanging braid. Crushed a clove in her palm. The scent was sharp, pungent.

Everyone seemed ready for a hug and I was all too ready to sucker punch them at the first attempt. ​They also seemed to favor growling as well. The person I'd bumped today wasn't the first time I heard someone growl in response to a situation. I found it weird, but I couldn't blame them; I preferred grunts over words half the time. ​I look around the colorful shop, shelves filled with records and perfectly organized aisles stuffed with even more. The soft hum of vocals ran through the store as Blue himself sang along to the song which played through the store from his record player. I smile easily as I maneuver my way through the aisles in search of the cheerful old man.

"Okay, don't take too long. I don't know if Balor brought Balthazar, and honestly, he still gives me the creeps. It's like every time I look at him, I'm tempting fate. I'd rather not be stuck in that room with just guys for too long." I totally got what she meant. After learning what Balthazar was and finding out he wasn't some mentally unstable male who actually believed himself to be the king of the Underworld, I wished he actually had just been mentally unstable. That I could deal with, the whole collecting people's souls and determining their fate, I couldn't. "I'll be as fast as I can, promise." Colette nodded before heading back into the packhouse. After dragging my bike back into the

This time, she was ready to kill him for good. "I am going to take your soul out from you if you don't answer me now". Susannah said. Brooke Baldwin could sense she was serious this time but he was never going to say anything. "So be it then". Susannah said, ready to crush Brooke Baldwin when a hand grabbed her up from behind. She struggled to breathe. Dave clones this and runs toward Tony. Tony sent them two fireballs and they vanished.

My pulse sped up and I felt my body tensing up again. I was going to escape from my father and Luca. The bus I was in flipped over and I probably hit my head hard enough that it made me pass out. Goddess knows how long later, I was in a strange vehicle, surrounded by a bunch of wolves in whose presence I have never been before... and Thomas. To complete the shit-show, one of them was asking where I was. Even though I was right beside him. 'Shit, Venus. I think he is one of Luca's man. Probably a dumb one too. How the hell does he not know what his boss' fiancee looks like? I gotta get out of here before they take me back home or worse... To the Howlers Pack.' I could feel Venus in denial abo

Not used to seeing that, she stepped back to find another stranger appearing near Gunther and Silas. "It is hard to court your Majesty when you disappear so suddenly." A chill slid down her spine at the vicious voice of the stranger. "You agreed to see me, then darted away. What other reason could you have but to want me to give chase?" It was another shock. A Satyr existed in this world? What else was there? The pointed horns on his head curled around human-like ears. Though he wore no clothes, his fur concealed his nudity, and even under all the dark hair, she could tell he was fit. Green eyes peeked through windblown black hair and her heart pounded hard in her chest. Why was this world s

“They were most definitely a species we had never seen before. I believe they were a mix of banshee, gargoyle, manticore and a harpy.” His nostrils flare with untold rage as he rests his palms on the table’s surface. “I just received a list of other supernaturals that have gone missing this week, and all of those creatures are on the list, along with a few more. If Lilith is on earth, it explains why my hunters have not found her.” Lucifer pushes back from the table and strolls toward me. “You have to hide Bree from her.” My heart pounds loudly in my chest, and my eyes widen. Azazel looks at me from the corner of his eye but remains quiet. “Why would I need to hide Bree from Lilith?” I ask a

A dreadful dark violet aura started to show off around him. “Behold the power of the demon king of Sloth and my greatest invention of all. Cursed Realm Augmentation…” My heart suddenly throbbed fast. The tension in the air has gotten heavier and heavier. An electric current covered with black and violet aura roamed on Belphegor’s hands. His flail slowly transformed into a heavy weapon that resembled like a machine gun and it looked like it has the capability to release a tremendous amount of laser energies. In just an instant, Acanta’s celestial realm was wiped out, shattered and devoured by violet electricity. We all became terrified except Acanta who is still calm until now. The surroundin

My bare feet sank into the soft carpet as I slowly walked toward him, careful not to make a sound or wake him. Up close, he was even more breathtaking. The top few buttons of his black shirt were undone, revealing the hard, tanned expanse of his collarbone and chest. His lips looked incredibly soft, almost swollen, and his long, dark eyelashes cast shadows on his cheekbones. Is he actually real? I wondered, my mind spinning. Is he a human, or did a god take pity on me and send an angel down to earth? Mesmerized, I slowly raised my hand. I extended my index finger, intending to just lightly touch the bridge of his straight nose to see if he was made of flesh and bone.