Croatoan Virus Supernatural Novels & Stories

‌ Sabrina's voice trembled slightly as she mustered the courage to ask, "Andrei, when you mentioned other supernatural beings... does that include the vampires?" ‌ Andrei's expression softened, understanding the fear that gripped Sabrina's heart. He placed a reassuring hand on her arm, his touch grounding her in the present. "Yes, Sabrina, it does. Vampires are one of the many supernatural beings that exist in our world. While we strive for peace and coexistence, it's important to be aware of their presence and potential interactions with our pack." ‌ Sabrina's gaze dropped, her mind flooded with memories of the vampires' relentless pursuit. "Are they still after me? Will they come for us?"

Dad had tried to be of help but all was to no avail. Recently he had left for a meeting that had lasted for three days and counting. The werewolfs that ruled the other half of the continent's attacks had grown worse with time which had made some "resources" diminish or die. It's the year 2085, sixty five years from the Covid-19 pandemic. The truth was that the Coronavirus was lab-made and released by the government into the public deliberately followed by a couple more viral diseases. It was a way to purge out weak bloodlines in human society, simultaneously serving as sacrifices to the vampire and werewolves lord's, which had been in deep slumber for centuries. The strong were bred to multi

"Yes, Antonia. The Craon was surprised to see the great God and Goddess in his little abode so he gladly brought them in, offered them drinks, and asked what brought them. They told it that they want it to guide the cage of your father and the Craon gladly accepted cause all that mattered to it was that he was going to live in the sea once more. But to hide the truth from all so that the beings won't know that the Craon is back they caged your father in the deserted sea. The sea till ten years to come will always be the most dangerous sea one can ever see. I can take you to the sea Antonia, yes I can. But before then you have to make a journey to the only females that can give you a portion

Chief Rann had been right all along, I was nothing but a virus, a disease, something that didn’t belong with humans. Groban’s eyes were absolutely normal and dark brown the one second, so beautiful, but then they started changing, they started glowing in a deep yellow color and I felt my chest begin to shake as I sank to the floor, I hadn’t even let him kiss me but I had infected him with my virus somehow. The tears wouldn’t stop coming, I looked down at my hands and felt such anger toward myself. I was a monster, Groban was protecting me, a hybrid and I infected him with a virus, my virus. I thought as more tears started to fall.

I raised my weapon. I swung. The unit shattered. The liquid spilled out. The virus was released. The room shook. The lights flickered. The virus spread. I felt it. The infection. The hunger. The rage. It was inside me. "Scarlett!" Adrian grabbed me. "Scarlett, are you okay?" I looked at my hands. They were changing. The gray was spreading. The clouds were forming in my eyes. I was infected. "No." I looked at Adrian. "No!"

Consent was explicit, whispered through tears and gritted teeth, a mutual pact of destruction. As the resonance of their union faded, the mercury creature let out a deafening howl. It was closer now, its multi-limbed form looming over the dry fountain. Silas Vane shifted the infant in his arms, his eyes fixed on Dante. “The virus is reacting to the resonance,” Silas shouted over the wind. “Your obsession is its fuel! The more you claim her, the stronger the Mother’s Wrath becomes! You’re feeding the monster, Dante!” Dante stood up, pulling Ivy with him. He gripped the silver scissors, his knuckles white. He looked at the creature—his mother’s face, twisted into a mask of silver hunger—and th

It made them very worried that I was involved in the attack. “Hmm… was there anything else mentioned in the news?” I asked enthusiastically. Edwin looked at me with a slightly confused face. He must have found it strange because I'm not usually interested in the news like that. I immediately added my question. “My brother asked me about this too. I don't want to sound like I missed out on the info and was being toyed with by him." "Oh yeah, you have an older brother, don't you? How is he going?" Teresa asked. I said that my brother is fine. I continued to repeat my question to them. With an exciting face, Edwin told about the news he had heard. “Currently the authorities are saying that two

Nina smiled as he looked at the tombstone with Amber Hudson engraved on it. “I miss her.” “I miss her too.” Lane kissed Nina's forehead. ~ The night was long and distant. The moon was at its peak, giving off the brightest rays and flourishing the earth with its glow. “I'm Cataleya Drew. The witch who created the first vampires and werewolves. I've returned. Powerless, but I'm going to find a way to put an end to what I created. The O'Connors, the Salvadors, and the Graysons will suffer at my feet because I'm going to bring them to their very end. I always find a freaking way.” Cataleya's lips stretched into a smirk as she walked on the tarred road. It was midnight. The town was still and ser

"Seems gruesome..." "It is, but I had a vision, several visions, of a large wolf bound in chains the way Fenrir was said to be. Selene was trying to kill it." He paused. "I think the werewolf virus has some connection to this story. It's old enough for it to have been obscured, and given what I saw of the Moon Wars, I wouldn't put it past Selene to have fiddled with human knowledge of the supernatural." "Will you tell me about the Moon Wars?"

Although he had not seen or studied them, he could feel the quantity of inscriptions, numbering at least twenty Primevals. “This is terrifying.” James furrowed his brow. “Your Highness.” Corrado appeared before Xayvion. He was disheveled and fierce-looking. He said, “These anomalies have attacked our race and seek our destruction. Today, let us join forces and eliminate them right here.” Xayvion remained calm. He swept his gaze to James and the others in the distance, a faint smile playing on his lips as he said, “Death is too merciful for them.”