Banshee Chapter Novels & Stories

His gaze remained riveted on the mesmerizing sight as he added, “need not speak the words your eyes so clearly confess, love.” C O P Y R I G H T This book is solely a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, incidents and/or occurrences are products of the author's imaginations, and have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual person(s), living or dead, places or events is purely coincidental. Her Strength Her Bane © 2023 by Laramie. Published by O. A. F., writing under the pseudonym, Laramie.

Sigh, I didn't want to lie to him, but I've shaken him badly. "Hey," I tap his face with excitement, about to change the topic as I grin, "I saw something fantastic today. There was a Banshee in their midst." Charles makes a weird face, looking reluctant to give into the flow of the new topic. But I see the interest in his eyes and grin further, "She had this insanely loud scream that killed every living thing around..." I go on narrating to my mate, spicing things here and there to change his mood into something brighter. He gives in quickly, ears red and he timidly asks me for explanations.

I close my eyes for a brief moment. Four thousand full moons. That is how long it has been since the last Death Mother walked this land. Long enough for the world to forget. But not the witches. The Banshee is no mere human. She is a force of nature, a harbinger of doom and rebirth. A spirit and power bound in flesh, carrying the screams of death and the power to foretell death. A seer of soul and fate. If this girl - this Alessia- truly possesses that power, then everything has changed.

His reasoning was simple. Although Mane wasn’t able to use any inner energy, the more he trained, the more his soul got used to this body. Hildegarde informed him that his injuries didn’t seem like ones caused by a banshee, and Mane assented. After learning about banshees, Mane knew that their attacks targeted the brain. Once their target became disoriented or had his/her brain ruptured, they would kill them instantly and feed on them. Yet all Mane received from the encounter was a weary, heavy body, and a headache.

Somewhere a giant Redwood crashed to a forest floor then she’d snapped back to reality, her trance over. Her throat had felt dry, and her breathing was shallow and quick. She’d been covered in a cold sweat and had run to the kitchen and downed an entire bottle of water at once, then leaned over the kitchen counter and sobbed. She knew what she was, a Banshee: a harbinger of death, and she’d just seen her lover die, and it had been at the hands of his most trusted member of the pack and its leading elders. Granted, it was a mere vision, a foreboding of what could happen, but that didn’t stop her from being this shaken – she’d swallowed hard and tried to catch her breath – because if she’d see

because even a huge broad shouldered six foot seven Alpha understood what it meant to be rejected by a fated mate. ‎"Bubba, I want this all done discretely. I don't want you flaunting her or entertaining her when ever I'm around. ‎And lastly, immediately after the full moon tomorrow, I shall return to the academy. You and Eliana can nurture the pack back to healing, Doris knows what else to do. ‎I need a break!." ‎ ‎And having said those final lines she stormed out of the chambers, down the hallway, stairs, and through the main doors. In her hurry a voice echoed:

“What you are suggesting is extremely dangerous. Forest of Mirrors loves to lure people off the track that leads to the Banshee barrows, which are haunted by the bawling Banshees. Those Banshees get out of their barrows only during Halloween nights.” “I know, right! It’ll become the most memorable adventure for everyone! Plus, we know those Banshees are completely harmless. All they do is tell you stories while their deafening wails sometimes make your ears bleed. Their death predictions could be creepy sometimes, but they aren’t violent at all. At least, not towards us. That’s it! And the Forest of Mirrors is just a trickster. It just wants to play a little. It’s not dangerous at all,” I sa

"Each world has its own different story about this kind of creature. In general, they are women who, when crying, transmit all kinds of bad agours with their tears. There are very old reports that could predict death, and others that say that they are the cause of the deaths they predict. However, a Banshee means a woman who can use her body as a weapon. Every part of it, from the nails to the tip of the tongue. The cry of a Banshee can break skulls and destroy mountains, as well as being a warning to those who esteem it, making it easier for them to find its location if it is in danger.” "It was my scream that scared the sea monster of Hyenna "I spoke softly. However, from the corner of my

" Selene became increasingly ambitious, and more Banshees landed on the island, all sworn to her, Kael and the pack feared a coup, it was agreed that the Banshees should live in the temple, Selene agreed that she should live in the temple, the Banshees stood in the streets and frightened everyone with their horrifying predictions... until one night Kael Chase the first Alpha went to the temple, see Selene, purposely she drunk him and distracted his attention, his followers went to the castle and the houses of wolves, and with their cries they went mad, that night became the bloody moon. Parents crazed killing their children and wives... at dawn the bodies lay in the streets. Your parents eve