Banshee Supernatural Novels & Stories

Suyi thought that the beast she would be fighting was the same as the ones she had fought for the past few minutes. But it seemed that she was doomed to fail the very first mission she took. Although souls can no longer die except being dissolved to nothingness, against a beast, they could be captured and trapped as a source for their power. It is either you kill the beast, or the beast will suck your soul away. Right now she is fighting a beast called Cerberus, it is a giant 3 headed dog, they are strong creatures but they are not rare individuals, unlike unicorns or phoenixes and faes.

“How do you know that?” Rowan shrugs. “I’ve stumbled upon a few other supernaturals over the past year. A lot of them are surprisingly chatty. Especially after they figure out that I’m a vampire.” He shrugs his bony shoulders. “There’s this angel that works at the blood bank that gives me blood bags when he can. He’s pretty cool. Said that I reminded him of his kid. He even gave me a book on supernaturals.” He says as he rifles through a nearby bag and produces the book. “Here.” He tosses it to me before he turns back and begins to unfold blankets across the mattress. “I’m tired, man. You can stay if you want. Just don’t try anything funny.”

" A gleeful smile stretched across Faith's lips. "It's because he didn't want a sick, weak pup anymore." I dug my nails into my palms, nearly losing control of my anger. Faith gave me a long look before she whirled around and left the cottage with a spring in her step. I suppressed the hatred festering within me and retrieved the small camera that I had hidden in my clothes. … Three days later, Felix and Faith hosted their pup's full moon ceremony. I arrived at the venue while holding the invitation Felix had given me.

“It creates a temporary veil. A shroud of dark magic specifically designed to blind blood-bond tracking, sever most family magic links, and even dull the Moon Goddess’s sight for a short window of time. It works because it was created by Nyxara, the Goddess of Darkness and the Moon Goddess’s twin sister. That’s why you can still sense the quadruplets’ emotions — their terror — but you can’t pinpoint their location. The relic is shielding them from us.” My knees nearly buckled. The room spun for a moment. I pressed a hand to my chest, right over my heart, where the four fragile threads still pulsed with my children’s fear. So close, yet impossibly far. “Then we brute-force it,” I said despera

In fact, he had no grudge against all races in general, except for the Boleyn. "Hmm?" Balan glanced back in exchange for a disgruntled squeal from Eden ("Watch out for them to see me!"). Boleyn was an extremely excellent coven, especially in the field of enchantment. Eden broke a love spell belonging to Anna - the sweet daughter of Supreme in Coven Boleyn and the first in this generation to have a wand. Then all of them started to tend to stalk and quarrel with him. "Have not they stopped yet?" Balan twitched his lips, clearly holding back a laugh.

It only adds to their suspense and stories to tell the others after leaving here. I blow the ashes and powder mix on her face. Her eyes instantly flash pure white for a nanosecond. Anna's parents don't even see it, but i see it, and I know what it means. She's part Banshee. There are traces of it inside her, and that is why it's haunting her. Anna hasn't mastered her powers yet. She's still a child. Banshees are just like witches. They aren't welcomed with open hands inside the Tyson pack. I pull down the skin beneath her eyes and peer into it, just for a show. She's scared of me as I do that, wondering what I'll diagnose her of.

A small swat rang out and Sigourney groaned again. “That's your homecoming present. But I do sorta regret it now.” She admitted, her voice still breathless and the chuckle that escaped the mouth of the silver-haired lady had Gabriel's heart shuddering in his chest. He frowned. “As you should.” “Ugh! Get the fuck off me, Josy.” Sigourney began flailing her legs from beneath her friend's straddling body. “Babe, help! I'm being molested here.” Despite himself, Gabriel smiled with an eye-roll.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

"My father would have killed me?" "He could have killed you just to help his little witch," He said facing me. "She fooled them into believing the source of the power she seeks was in one of the packs," "Source of power?" I asked. "She is a half witch," Hayden said. A witch? The priestess was a witch? I faced her as she smirked staring at Hayden, the priest of the moonlight Groove was a half witch? She tilted her head, folding her fist as she gritted her teeth, she walked closer to Hayden. They both stood staring at each other as they glared at each other.