Crocotta Supernatural Novels & Stories

My jaw dropped as my knees fell to the floor as I witnessed her blood, falling on her face while her eyes were widely open together with her mouth, then the last tear fell on her cheek until she fell on the floor, lifeless. I couldn't breathe anymore. "No... No! No!" I was trembling in anger and pain as every knife stabbed my chest. "No!" I crawled towards her and touched her hands. "No please no..." My face was full of tears. I couldn't even think properly. My heart was running aggressively. I was catching my breath. I should be the one who saved her. The pointed object was for me. "No! Mia..." "Damn it! It's all your fucking fault!" Lucifer shouted.

When we stepped inside again the light caught something floating across the room. Sparkling dust. Silver wolfsbane. It coated everything. Like poisonous glitter. I looked up the ladder. “Terrence. Karissa. Go up. See how much is up there.” They nodded and started climbing. I gestured to Bella. “Outside.” She left immediately. Minutes passed. Finally Terrence’s voice came through the mind link. You want the good news or the horrifying news? Just tell me. The most budget-friendly way to kill a werewolf pack in history.

She swallowed loudly and closed her eyes, hoping that she could disappear somehow, somewhere faraway from sitting here beside this infuriating vampire. And then she opened her eyes and he was gone, leaving Charlotte alone, her body shaking uncontrollably as she rested her head on the table and took deep breaths, trying to calm her nerves. She wished fervently for Ender's quick return, she couldn't be left alone with Samael like this. She didn't want to admit to herself that her body was responding to Samael in a way that she couldn't control. What was happening to her? Is this what being a succubus means? Behaving like a dog in heat every time there was a man around her? Or woman for that ma

"I have a theory." Draco said as he flipped the pages of the old book. It was called the book of supernaturals. A small leather bound book that had information on every recorded supernatural. Gabriel had called Draco the minute he left Elliot who had been thoroughly confused by his request. Draco had come over quickly and Gabriel ushered him into his study and locked the door behind them. It was still early, too early for Lori to wake up so he knew they had a few more minutes to themselves before she woke up.

“And I said I would not suffer to see you again, you bloodsucking—” I seize him by the throat, lifting him clear off the ground. “He may be a bloodsucker, but he ain’t the real demon here,” I denounce. “You are both abominations,” Sicillio grates. “You belong in hell.” I have barely a split second to react, as a tentacled monstrosity bursts out from that poured circle of blood at his feet. I go to kick it into the wall, but those teeth tipped tentacles are wrapped tight around my calf, tightening every second in sawing, deadly vice. It’s a fucking Cthulu fledging – a real pain in the ass, even in miniature.

A blood-curdling moan escaped from the half-destroyed rotting lips of the undead when it spotted him. "Holy Crab!!!!!!" Nicolli and his friends started another round of running. They still need to wait for another thirty seconds before they could use the concealment spell again. "Guys! I already got the Pyrusurrectio Fruit! All we have to do now is to leave this damn place!" "Good! But where could these damnable creatures come from????" "I don't know either. It all started when I took the Pyrusurrectio Fruit from its tree. It seems that it triggered some trap."

She added coldly, “Whatever this substance is, it’s feeding off life itself.” Alpha Trevor Cross Wallace, of the Blood Crusade Pack, stepped forward next. His pack, home to both vampires and werewolf-vampire hybrid. Was feared and respected alike. He bowed slightly toward Lucifer, his crimson eyes glinting. “The corruption reached us, too. My hybrids sensed it before I did, a taste of blood in the air that was not ours. When we investigated, we found rogues who had regained their clarity, yet refused salvation. They spoke a name.” His gaze flicked toward Lucifer. “Chaos.”

Scarlett whisper into Aurora ear as Scarlett saw her eyes on them. " Seriously; I doubt it! I don't think that was normal self because it felt like she was using a super power on me which I can't figured out. Aurora utter as they glare at each other in a stunned way. ***** "Maddox stand up from the chair as he walk straight to where the intoxicating smell was coming from. He feels the smell, the scent of the same mankind. She's a supernatural being like him. An allies. He look around the streets searching for her because he could feel it. She was around. Crystal was shock by the strange man who had been spying on her as he smell like the burned ones.

“Sebastian’s brother, Levi, is capturing spirits. We don’t know how or why he’s doing it. We think his girlfriend, Mina Drake, is helping him. She’s a witch who was banished from her coven. Well, actually, her whole family was banished. We don’t know why they were banished or what coven she comes from. We know that when spirits come to the concerts is when Levi is capturing them. “Drake, that last name sounds familiar for some reason. I’ll do some digging on Mina when I get back to the coven’s realm. They have to be using spirit magic. We use spirit magic when we reap souls, well, a form of it. If I remember correctly, there was a coven that specialized in spirit magic. They were a knock of

"That wasn't so bad, now was it? You three butterflies all okay?" Samson gives me the death glare, then nudges Cara back at me, and I gladly seize her arm. In that same moment, a gargled groan cuts through the early morning from deeper in the woods. We all turn in that direction to find another damn brain muncher hunched over the dead Alpha who attacked Cara, tearing at his intestines. "Eww." Leora looks away and Cara takes her into her arms, protective of her sister, which I can respect. Samson doesn't say a word and heads across the woods to finish the zombie.