Cass Supernatural Novelas e Histórias

She asks, alarmed. "Mum, mum, calm down. She's fine now" "What do you mean by she is fine? Why did she die? What's going on?" "Well, my Beta mindlinked me a while ago and gave me the news that Cassie was dead. Mum when I got to the hospital, Cassie was dead indeed. I mean I saw her lying on the bed,covered with a white sheet. When I took off the sheet, she was pale and white. She wasn't breathing. She was dead. But mum, the moment I touched her, as I was crying her body, Cassie mysteriously resurrected and right now she is perfectly okay. Mum, if you don't give me a valid explanation for this, I think I will lose my mind. Can werewolves resurrect?" I ask confused and the bewildered expressio

Cassie was an excellent hacker, so she knew where every Underworld was in different cities. After entering, she found that almost everyone inside was a stranger, which made her feel relieved. Cassie pulled Javen's hand as she searched around for the herbs she needed. Finally, she stopped in front of an old man. This old man was still wearing a long-sleeved shirt in the warm Underworld. 'I want your herb. Name a price.' The old man in front of her was not in a hurry to reply, but just faintly asked, 'What disease do you want to treat?'

KALEN Time passed by both quickly and slowly. Sometimes it felt like it was zooming by. Other times it felt like it was being carried on the back of a slug. Cassian’s Alpha and Luna had been called into the Supernatural Council to discuss the situation regarding what the asshole had been up to. They needed to know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, if Cassian had been alone in his fuckery. Maddox and I had been present when this occurred since he would know if he recognized them while I would be able to use my abilities if need be.

Outside, Cassius was surrounded by hundreds of supernatural creatures, but even with all his power, he couldn't fight them all alone. I remained curled up in my hiding spot, shaking with fear and grief for the fallen DeAndre. Suddenly, a shadow fell over me, and I looked up to see the red eyes of a vampire lord staring down at me. He approached, his fingers extending into razor-sharp claws. Before I could react, he slashed at my throat, and everything went dark. A loud ringing filled my ears as I lost consciousness.

mom told me it was a given to us but she never really went into details because I was a child, I should have asked her further “ I pulled her into me again. “ but this? I got it once when Tristan tried to bond with me during the blood moon night , lightning struck and when I woke up I had this” “ Do you know who these supernaturals are? “ I asked, stroking her head gently. “ Leaders, made to rule the wolf's age, but their main leaders were killed so then they ended up stranded because there's a connection that binds us together and without the leaders it can't happen “ She didn't need to talk, I knew who they were. “ Yet I killed them, I don't know how but I killed my parents and I only ha

They were coming as the ghosts of a world that refused to be sold. "The internal security is 'Null-Sync,'" Cassius reported from the remote hub, his voice a digital rasp in their ears. "They’ve mapped the Aetheric signature of every known supernatural species. If any of you shift, the floorboards will turn into high-voltage electrodes. You have to do this the old-fashioned way. Cloaking tech and cold iron." "We were shadows long before we were sovereigns," Selene whispered, her fingers tracing the hilt of a blackened dagger.

Her gaze swept across the room slowly, methodically, as if reading each of us, weighing our thoughts before she even asked a question. “So,” she said, her voice low but carrying clearly, “what comes to mind when you hear the word… supernatural?” The question hit like ice water, freezing a few of the students in place. I could feel Cassie’s hand shoot up almost instinctively, her expression eager and calculated, her silver earrings glinting as if mocking anyone who dared hesitate. “Uh… ghosts? Magic? Vampires?” she said with a laugh that tried too hard to sound casual. “Stuff that isn’t… real.”

I watched as the words curled into ash, then tossed the burned note and the broken glasses into the trash can beside me. "Thanks for the blessing. Psychopath." I spoke softly. The bell above the front door rang. "Mark! We got a job!" My new apprentice shouted from outside. "They pulled an unidentified body out of the Hillsbalt River! It's been in the water so long that it's falling apart! The police want you to stitch it back together!" "Charge extra! Water damage costs double!" I shouted back. Grabbing my black makeup case, I pushed through the door and strode outside.

An unnatural darkness swirled around Cassian, as if night had descended in the middle of the day. “You don’t want to die,” a voice said. It was deep, ancient, as though it had existed since the dawn of time. Cassian forced his head up. A shadowy figure stood before him—shaped like a man, yet surrounded by a coiling, supernatural power. Its eyes burned with a deep, crimson fire. “Who… who are you?” Cassian managed, his voice barely more than a rasp. “I am something beyond your imagination,” the figure replied, a strange smile curving its lips. “For a thousand years I have walked this world, hidden from mortal eyes. I am a demon, Cassian. And I’ve come to offer you a bargain.”

I slowly lowered myself to the floor, my knees coming to rest beside the spilled water and shattered glass. Bella gasped softly and moved closer before carefully lowering herself to kneel beside me. We both stared at the mess in complete horror. Something deeply unnatural and terrifying was happening right before our eyes. The moment the tablet touched the water, it began bubbling violently. A faint hissing sound filled the room as the blue coating dissolved at an unnatural speed, releasing a strange bluish-gray substance into the water. Within seconds, the clear water had turned cloudy and murky.