Becoming Supernatural Audiobook Novels & Stories

Alpha Draxler and his warriors had arrived, and the calm before the storm had come to an abrupt end. Sergio's eyes met mine, his features hardening with a resolve that mirrored my own. "Get ready, everyone. We knew this was coming," he said, his voice a low growl. The transformation began, a ripple of shifting forms as we embraced the primal instincts that defined our supernatural existence. I felt the familiar surge of power as I shifted into my wolf form, the world transforming around me. The room, once filled with jovial conversations, now echoed with the sounds of fur and claws, a symphony of the supernatural.

In this clandestine sanctum, I stand resolute, a puppet master pulling the strings of a narrative that unfolds with a chilling precision only known to those who wield the power of secrets and science. Within the cold, metallic confines of the experiment machine, Sydney's fear transforms into palpable desperation. Strapped and immobile, she's ensnared in a cocoon of uncertainty as arcane symbols flicker to life on the surrounding screens. The hum of the machinery crescendos, drowning out even the faintest plea for mercy. As Sydney's pulse quickens, the machine delves into the very fabric of her being, unlocking dormant strands of genetic code. Unseen forces weave through her, unraveling the m

A deep feeling of hopelessness filled my heart, putting out the last bit of hope I had left. I let him drag me across the cold ground without fighting. As Luke quietly hummed to himself and pulled me back toward the house, one painful thought filled my mind. Maybe there is no God who listens to people like me. “Let go of my mate. Now.” The deep voice echoed through the forest. It was calm, powerful, and filled with a dangerous authority that made the leaves around us tremble. I slowly opened my heavy eyes and looked up from the ground. A tall man stood at the edge of the clearing. For a brief moment, his bright blue eyes glowed in the darkness like two stars. Then they returned to normal.

Taking shape. And they all watched, none of them doing anything as it morphed into what distinctively resembled a Supernatural form. Two arms, two feet and a torso, but it looked unnatural. A freak of everything Supernatural. “Hale do you see this?” Snow asked a hand on his ear. “I do your highness” he replied. “Hold position” he said removing his finger. The things began to make some noise and then they were in motion. There were moving, towards them.

"They saw the light. They heard her scream. They know something unusual is happening." "We need to tell her," Silas insisted. "She deserves to know what we suspect. What she's becoming." "We don't know for certain....." "We know enough," Silas interrupted. "We know she's not human. We know she's bonded to us. We know whatever she's becoming, it's accelerating. The glow, the healing, the impossible stamina...it's all pointing to one conclusion." "Which is?" "That she's supernatural. Powerful. And ours." Silas's dark eyes were intense.

"How many times have I told you not to try that? How many people have died because of that? If you want to turn into a dry corpse like that, tell me, and I will suck your blood dry in an instant!" Balan hissed. His sharp fangs were sticking out of his absurdly plump lips. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just... you know, it's very powerful and if I can handle it, it will be extremely helpful! And the Council obviously is...” Eden Noldorasga frantically explained. He knew Balan would never hurt him, but the aura of a pure-blooded aristocrat elf and vampire wasn't something that an apprentice wizard like him could bear. Actually, it was not something that most of the magical creatures in the supernat

My humanity was being stripped away piece by piece. But I did not stop. Natalie’s aura flared in response. Even unconscious, her golden-red light fought against the darkness I was summoning. It burned brighter, like some divine force refused to let me claim her entirely. And then, there was silence. The ritual was finished. I lifted my head, but the world looked different. My skin hung from me like ash. My hands were skeletal. There were black veins threading through my bones. My voice, when I growled, was deeper, monstrous, not mine. My eyes glowed like twin fires.

HARRY'S POV "No one wants this relationship more than I do... But you know Harry.." Another gulp of wine went down my throat, the kick harsh, just like the thorny realities of this place, this place I hated most. Mark broke up with me because I had to fulfill my duty as heir of the Dog Clan, the weakest clan in the supernatural world. Come to this royal supernatural school and learn the prestigious ways of the supernatural beings and gain some skills and more importantly connection. 'Chuckles.'

"No sweetheart, I am saying that you are not going to like the thought of us being apart. And when we are apart you are unfortunately going to be miserable until we are back in each other's arms." Listening to Atlas talk about all of this is a lot for me to take in all at once. I have so many questions that I am not sure where to start. I think that I am shocked that the supernatural world is real. Maybe that is why I was so drawn to it in the books that I read. Perhaps that is why I finally feel like I am understood when I read about the supernatural world in the books that I read. Is it wrong that I'm curious about where this is going to lead my life? Will knowing about this part of me be

It was time to explore the wider supernatural world and seek out opportunities for growth and collaboration. Guided by my intuition and a hunger for knowledge, I embarked on a journey accompanied by a select group of trusted pack members. Our destination: the Supernatural Council—an assembly of influential leaders from various supernatural communities. As we arrived at the grand Council Hall, a magnificent structure that exuded power and ancient wisdom, we were greeted by a diverse array of creatures—vampires, witches, shapeshifters, and more. The air buzzed with anticipation, as if the very walls of the hall held the secrets of the supernatural realm.