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she exclaims, clearly proud of her pop culture reference. “Firstly, Kendra was killed, so I find that unsettling. Secondly, if we were going for accuracy then it would be Yildiz the Sanguidae Slayer,” I grin. “That doesn’t remotely sound as appealing. Certainly don’t see it being picked up for a first season,” she says in mock seriousness. I roll my eyes. Beste loves supernatural-based films and television shows. She loves seeing how far removed from reality they are and is waiting for the day someone gets it right, though we hope that never happens.

They do a really good job at keeping everything together in their sectors. Perhaps looking for something to exploit them with isn't the best strategy. I mean don't get me wrong, I'm still going to do that, but maybe I can find a less dramatic way to get them to cooperate with us. The last thing we want is to make the target we already have on our backs worse. Some of the sectors around our continent are fully exposed to the outlands. Territories claimed by other supernaturals. Vampires are the biggest threat. There are more of them than there is anything else on the planet combined.

Fear that if he falls, I'll be alone in a world that just became infinitely more dangerous. I squeeze his hand back. Through the same bond, I send him something he needs to hear. "Don't you dare die on me," I say. "I won't," Adrian says. "I can't. You're my reason to survive." We move toward the elevator. Catherine, my father, Adrian, and me. Behind us, the broadcast continues. Adrian's voice still echoes through every supernatural network. The elevator doors open and hunters flood in. Not human hunters. Paranormal hunters. The Council's elite forces.

"Apex has been developing drugs based on supernatural physiology. Healing factors, enhanced strength, and extended lifespan. They're using Hunter research to create products for human enhancement." The implications hit me like a physical blow. "They're not just killing us out of fear. They're killing us for profit." "And if they successfully harvest enough supernatural tissue, if they perfect their formulas..." Adrian's voice was dark. "They could mass-produce supernatural abilities for human use. Imagine an army of soldiers with werewolf healing and strength." "That's an extinction-level threat," Elena said. "Not just for us. For the entire supernatural world." Torres had gone pale. "I work

"And access to supernatural resources that don't officially exist." "Such as?" Casie asked, though part of her dreaded the answer. "Magical forensics teams. Supernatural medical examiners. Witness protection programs for humans who've stumbled into our world." Thorne's expression grew serious. "And when necessary, enforcement capabilities that go beyond human law." The implications hung heavy in the air. They weren't just being asked to investigate supernatural crimes—they were being positioned as judge, jury, and potentially executioner in cases where human justice couldn't reach.

I'm proud of myself and my team. And for what Emilia said, I knew it was one of her tricks. Nothing is coming, we've saved everyone but my mind still keeps bothering on what I don't know. It is like something greater than us is Coming, something that we don't know where or what it is going to be. But for now, we have to enjoy our lives and if anything greater than us is coming our way, I hope we're strong enough to be their heroes once again. THE SUPERNATURALS

“I can work with you for the next couple of hours, but then I have to go to the club. Bradford and Lynn took the night off to see that new movie, and I have to finish booking the performers for the end of the year fest.” Samael hums in agreement. “What movie are they going to see?” I shrug. “Some movie about a cannibal serial killer.” “Do you remember the last movie we saw at the Cinema?” I shudder. “That was a very long time ago, but I’ll never forget. It was the one with the little girl who disappears into the television screen? Those humans should have known better than to buy a home built over Indian burial grounds.” Samael nods. “You have to admit it was quite amusing to see how frighte

All the others in the house slept early because there was work the next day, so I was the only one downstairs watching. While I waited for the water to flow through the plumbing, I drank coffee, smoked, and watched TV. So I changed the channel around 11:30 PM since this was the time my favorite show started. I wonder if any of you are familiar with the suspense thriller series "The Twilight Zone"? It featured short videos and stories about the macabre, the paranormal, and the supernatural. Its stories are very similar to the ones we have here at The Supernatural Spa. Anyway... After around 15 to 20 minutes, the water company finally allowed their precious liquid to flow to the residents and

Engines roared. “More hunters?” Marcus asked. “Worse. Lilith said. “Government. They’ve been watching, waiting. The gunfight gave them the excuse they needed. Through the window, Tamara saw black SUVs surrounding them. Soldiers in tactical gear poured out. Only these are not regular military. They wore strange symbols on their uniforms. Carried weapons that glowed with unnatural light. “Department of Supernatural Control,” Kai growled. “They're not supposed to exist.” “Lots of things aren't supposed to exist,” Lilith said. “Doesn’t stop them from showing up at the worst possible moment.”