Bloopers Supernatural Novels & Stories

she said. “You sure there isn’t a video?” Danny asked excited. “You are that excited for a villain?” Clara asked stepping into the elevated stage and walked to the portrait and touched it. There was a video. Of butterflies slicing the forces and her blowing up the battle field. Creatures falling from the sky and chains falling and passing through fellow supernaturals. Her just sitting there and laughing the entire time. Then there was a scream. “What’s happening?” Danny asked. Clara looked at the video and the woman was the one screaming. The woman opened her eyes and Clara saw green and her sight was assaulted. There was a big blast which pushed Clara off the stage, but Danny caught her.

Princess Diana hugged him. "Make sure you come to me". She whispered to Eddie's ear and Eddie smiled. He hugged all of them, including Mrs. Smith, and then walked back to little hobgoblin. He carried her and Susannah opened a wormhole for them. They entered and vanished. The heroes sighed and sat down while thinking about how to locate the evil spirit. LAIR OF THE KEEPERS Eddie appeared inside a garden, holding little hobgoblin in his hand. "Home sweet home, I miss home". Little hobgoblin said, looking happy.

“That was our worst fight!” “Exactly!” I said, feeding the memory into the stream. “It’s relatable! Two cosmic beings, arguing so hard they mess up the weather! It’s perfect!” We unleashed it: “Creating Creation: The Blooper Reel.” The Audience’s reaction was instantaneous and profound. The null sphere contracted faster. A new psychic signal emanated from it—not words, but a feeling. It was… laughter. Not cruel laughter, but the deep, resonant laughter of recognition. The joy of seeing the gods be just as messy, as petulant, as ridiculous as everyone else.

Blain adds. I raise my eyebrow at him, and he just smirks. He starts to tell us about a few of the things that have happened in the last 13 years. I sit there listening to some of the random shit that has happened, and I am amazed. I hear Devon laugh because that is some weird shit. He starts telling us about a few supernatural creatures hanging around the pack, and it blows my mind. Reece walks over and joins our conversation. “No, you get out. You take up half the fucking room.” Blain states.

“ He won't find you here, trust me” ‘“ how do you know that? “ “ I know we've lost our powers and all , but this is still a supernatural land, bound by an ancestral force from the past, anyone with bad intentions can't get past our bond” “ Well that's comforting, “ I smiled. She smiled back and went back to whatever she was doing. I waved at Indila and Khan and went back to the room given to me by Uriel. She sat humming a tune and braiding her hair. I took a seat beside her.

“There was a woman with them, too, but I’ll get back to her in a minute. The guys were wearing cheap blue suits. They looked like federal agents, the kind you see in TV shows all the time. And that’s just what they were—from something called the Bureau of Supernatural Investigations. BSI, they said. They wanted to talk to me about the zombie attack on my floor.” “Supernatural Investigations?” Leesa said skeptically. “Are you sure? I never heard of anything like that. It sounds fishy.” “I know, right? But they had very official-looking ID’s. And get this—their names were Smith and Jones!” Leesa smiled. “Are you sure someone isn’t just having a little fun with you? Some of Andy’s frat buddies,

“Several weeks ago, my brother put me in charge of finding missing supernatural college kids. Most of them were shapeshifters, and all of that points to the gathering of specimens your father’s clinic is doing. It just makes too much sense. I reflect on my own recent research on missing people. “I heard about kids going missing on campus. At first, I thought that it was me because I kept waking up in the middle of the woods with a knife, but reports say that they were either missing or found torn to pieces.” Rowan nods. “Yeah, some of them were supernatural, and others were humans who we believe were killed by the creatures. The autopsies we received from the human deaths all showed DNA prov

We have spoken before of "unexpected" and "unexplained" love stories. And we have more this time at the Supernatural Spa. This time, I will be asking my friend, Mab the Hierophant of the Paranormal All-Stars. She'll be sharing two cases that involved her personal friends back in the University that she loves so dear... ++++++++++ Partner No.1: The Only One

HARRYS POV I stormed away from the halls instantly. My breath locked in as I got into my room, resting on the door. This can't be. I thought I had escaped his sneer. But it seemed I was about to start another endless loop, one that I could not afford. Memories rushed into my mind. As I tried to bring my mind to a steady calm. However, the air was disrupted when my father stepped in. "You could have easily told me that you didn't want this... Rather than disgracing the whole of the were-dog talk." He was outraged and my chuckle seemed so much out of place.

“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