Croatoan Virus Supernatural Novels & Stories

"Dream on! My fate is in my own hands!" He started to push himself to his feet, only for his legs to suddenly be crushed by the mysterious force! Corvan Jr. almost passed out from the terrible pain right then. Looking down to see that his legs were mere puddles, he suddenly reconsidered the beefcakes' words. Was it possible that the supernatural existed?! "W-Who was that?! Show yourself!" Mr. Corvan shouted just then, getting on his feet. He was old and rich—factors that made one especially superstitious.

She left the map and picked up a book, ignoring both Sebastian and I. " The lightning mark, is the mark of a supernatural, it was given long ago but their kind have been wiped out by either evil people or unforeseen circumstances, the girl you saw in your dream is a supernatural" she read from the book and turned to Orion. " That girl is a supernatural, I don't know her connection with Delaury but there's a problem somewhere, I can't tell you what to do because I don't remember anything even though I want to, but I'm only helping" " I know you are, I just don't know --"

"Everyone here is. They've been through a lot. When anything goes wrong, the first thing that they think about are elemental spirits or some other supernatural entity." "Your mother seemed disturbed that I was going to Orsica. She made some gestures with her hands when you mentioned that I was going to the island." Jorge snorted. "That's what folks do around here. Scare each other with stories and superstitions. They do not like Orsica. They would always say they have one ancestor or a relative of a friend or some neighbor that perished when they sailed close to the island. How they knew it was the island that caused it beats me. I do know that the waters around the island can be quite treac

Hawthorne pulled out a tablet, showing us a video message. James Mitchell appeared on screen, smiling that cold calculating smile. "By the time you see this, the virus will have infected ninety percent of Earth's human population. It doesn't hurt humans. It enhances them. Gives them supernatural strength, speed, healing. Every human on Earth is becoming a low level supernatural being. Within seventy two hours, there will be eight billion supernatural humans and only a few thousand pure supernatural creatures. The power balance has shifted permanently. You wanted coexistence? Congratulations. Now humans don't need your permission to be equals. The age of human supremacy begins now."

But this is what I will say. All of this is based on true events. This happened in one of the provinces of the country that was deemed a nest of aswang (local version of vampires), engkanto (benevolent fay), maligno (malevolent earth beings) and other supernatural/paranormal creatures. It just so happens that its close proximity to another province that was also known for such monsters has added to its creepy reputation. This story happened around the 1970s, and my mother was just a child then.

Carson stood still and smiled. "Carson, before Cassandra killed her victims, she bewitched them but it didn't work on you, how did you do it?". Cath asked Carson and Carson smiled. "I really don't know, but I think it was because of the full moon. Because at that moment, I was strong, so she couldn't call out my soul. If it hadn't been the full moon, she might have taken my soul also". Carson answered Cath. Suddenly, the weather turned black and it started raining immediately. The heroes saw a small hut afar and quickly went to take shelter. While staying inside the hut, they saw something fall from the sky.

Sera is getting older, less relevant to younger generations who don't remember the Order's atrocities. "You're not too old," Riley insists. "You're experienced. There's a difference." "Tell that to the internet." The disease continues spreading. One hundred supernatural deaths. Two hundred. Connor's team finally identifies the pathogen—a modified virus, definitely engineered, targeting specific genetic markers found only in supernatural beings. "It's bioterrorism," Connor confirms at a press conference. "Someone created this deliberately to kill supernaturals. We're working with law enforcement to find who's responsible."

“Let’s move to the back. “ I whisper to Alex and he hums, silently following as I lead the way. We take our seats at the far back and I drop the popcorn between us as my eyes move to the screen. “We missed a few minutes, but I bet it’d still be fun. “ I smile as I dip my hand in the popcorn to grab a chunk of it. No more than ten minutes into the movie and the popcorn is scattered around, almost empty in the paper with some on me and Alex. “Why did you choose this one, knowing you can’t handle scary movies?” Alex chuckles as I pull him towards me. “I didn’t know it’d be this scary. “ I murmur, peeking through my fingers and he shakes his head. I watch as the woman goes further into the fores

Seth answered with sarcastic calmness. Zane suddenly pointed at the TV screen. "Hey, guys, what's that about?" We all looked at the blue screen as white words started scrolling towards the top from the bottom of the screen, and I immediately regretted not listening to the speech that the president had given earlier. "PARANORMAL AND SUPERNATURAL BEINGS EXIST. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. DEFEND YOURSELVES TO THE FULLEST EXTENT. $1,000 WILL BE PAID FOR EVERY SUPERNATURAL BEING CAPTURED AND BROUGHT IN TO LAW ENFORCEMENT ALIVE. DO SO AT YOUR OWN RISK."

Amanda's mother drops her head into her hands. "Now what? Do I call the police and tell them that the culprit is this boy instead?" she asked them. "It would be best not to involve the police in this anymore. It's officially breached the Supernatural jurisdiction, so we'll be taking it into our hands." Dante informed her, watching her slowly nod in agreement. He watched as Willow knelt down in front of her, reaching out and taking the woman's hands into her own. A soft green light luminated her hands, seeping into the woman's skin. He watched as Amanda's mother eased the tension in her shoulders.