Banshee Novels & Stories

Margaret was waiting for us in the kitchen with three packed bags when I arrived. "Food, water, basic medical supplies and this...." She pressed something into my hand. A vial of silver liquid that seemed to glow faintly in the predawn light. "It's wolfsbane extract. Diluted enough that it won't hurt you but strong enough to deter rogues. Don't use it unless absolutely necessary." "Where did you get this?" I asked staring at the vial. "Beat you don't know." Margaret's expression was grim. "Just promise me you'll be careful. The neutral territories are extremely dangerous. They're not like pack lands."

Vicky revealed. "According to Gladys, Lana charged the demon just as he was clawing through Malachi’s spine. Kaida’s scream was chilling—ear-numbing. I suspect that amidst the darkness your mate has faced, the Goddess favored her with a grim gift. She is not only the Anchor; she is a Banshee, the wailing woman of omen. Her power lies in her cries." I had once compared Kaida’s constant screams to a Banshee’s, never realizing she truly was one.

LUNA Hana gave me bangs while I was still fussing over the fact that Alessandro had apparently been the one to suggest she buy me clothes. The same Alessandro who had pretended to be irritated the moment she showed up. That man was confusing as fuck. “Something big is happening,” Hana whispered. The scissors stopped for a second. Just like that, all the fun disappeared. Reality came crashing back. “Bash and Sandro are planning to send us away. Not that I’m leaving Bash alone when a war is coming, but…”

Zelena. All those feelings of darkness and loss, the hurt and pain, the emptiness. They were all gone now. All I had to do was look at the beautiful sleeping faces of my babies, and my heart was full. I haven’t named them yet. It doesn’t seem right to do it without Gunner. Though I have some ideas that I'm pretty set on already. In the meantime, I have nicknamed them B. for my sweet little boy, and G. for my very loud little girl. They are both so similar, yet I can already pinpoint their very different characteristics. B. is quiet and rarely cries. He eats like a typical Alpha-son, but he loves to be swaddled and held tight. G. is very vocal about her demands. If she wants something or if s

Wilderness of the Crying Shadows. Rojan stood at the signboard that read: Welcome to the land of the Banshee. Fog blanketed the entrance and spread deep into the desolate cursed lands. The Banshee were disembodied spirits and were famously known as the harbingers of death. They did not have bodies and may briefly be visible in the form of a woman, a headless being or an aged female. They usually were female spirits that held grudges and refused to pass on to the afterlife.

"What are the origins of my powers? “Her first incarnation, Arianna, was a Banshee. There are many concepts of what a supernatural creature of this type can do. In general, they are very beautiful and cruel women who deceive humans and kill them. There are human legends about Banshees, popular stories in which humans easily confuse them with mermaids, sea creatures who also feed on the charm provoked in humans. Banshees can also sing, and their singing can seduce and hypnotize, without the person realizing that in fact they are having their brain turned into foam by Banshe

I made a list of the eight, each assigning them to one person. Caden Winnow, Alpha of the Winnow pack Bane Fangworth, Marcel’s father and former Alpha of Fangworth pack Fenrir of the Night, Alpha of Night pack Ragnar Blackclaw, Alpha of Claw pack Lykos Bloodrose. Alpha of the Bloodrose pack Grim, Alpha of the Midnight pack Zayne Wilde, Alpha of the Wilde pack Alaric Wolfsage, Alpha of the Wolf Sage pack I handed each name to the eight assassins. “The last person is Hayden Storm, the Alpha of the storm pack but I will handle that personally,” I told them.

So he ushered her in. "Hello Tianah. It's good to have you here. You are given the gift you received today because you will be needing it for your pack and the Lumen's pack too. Because a war will arise very soon. And with your gift you can destroy thousands of werewolf soldiers even before wolfing out. The werewolf goddess has saddled you with a gift. And now Tianah Luna of Greenville's pack is named the Banshee werewolf. "Banshee what?" Alpha Alex looked behind and saw Tianah's bone cracking and shape shifting as she accepted the title automatically as it was a word spoken out by the oracle of the werewolf goddess.

asks Hector. Hector tries not to focus on her pumping blood and keeps Kelanar on his mind. This seems to calm the hunger. “I am Pam. So this is your hunger hungry test then?” “How do you know about that?” “Do you think they randomly let a human walk up to a newbie? You’re cute and funny. I am paid to be the test and have been for some time. So, I don’t fear you, and I know I am safe.” “I see. I am glad you’re not afraid, but I will not bite you or attack you.”

I pray it doesn't get deeper. "Oh, I know your fear now. I can't do this. I have been doing this for the past five years, ma'am. I won't hurt you." She soothes. I became calm and she took my hand slowly. I shut my eyes and clenched my teeth on the tissue. Fuck. It hurts.