Crocotta Supernatural Novels & Stories

AMARA The world shattered like glass. When the floor split beneath the altar, the crypt convulsed into chaos — ancient walls collapsing as fire burst through the cracks. Luca grabbed my arm, dragging me back as the ceiling caved in. “Run!” he shouted. But I didn’t move. Because from the heart of the altar, a light was rising — not fire, not code, but something colder. Human silhouettes flickered in the smoke. Dozens of them. No, hundreds.

Mutated creatures — no longer recognizable as students or staff — began crawling from the walls and ceiling, drawn by the scent of living supernaturals. Worse, Serena’s eyes glowed with another vision: “They’re adapting… and they’re hunting us specifically now.”

There I will acquire the ability to accumulate more witches, and with their assistance, I will one day cut you into great many pieces! While powering her indignation, Cara out of nowhere heard a voice "Regarded Coach, there are evil monsters in front of us." The voice had a place with Scarlett, who was liable for exploring. With her eyes, she had the option to see through all hindrances and quickly find any snare before her. She even been able to see quick items obviously, which was shown during one showdown with the Congregation where she had the option to thump away a crossbow bolt with her uncovered hands.

“So pussy whipped. Does she feel that good? Come on, do tell. Since I couldn’t get a taste. But I see she doesn’t hesitate to spread open her legs like a little —“ Cain hits him. No wind up. No warning. One straight cross and Jace’s head snaps back hard and he stumbles into the table behind him, a tray crashing to the floor, and he grabs Cain’s shirt on the way down to stay upright. Jace swings back. The ring on his right hand catches Cain just under the eye, thick silver band, and the skin splits clean. Cain’s head turns with it slightly. That’s all. A teacher is already calling for space somewhere in the crowd. I look back once as they pull them apart.

Illuminating everyone’s shocked faces. Laura thrashed in agony. The light got brighter then dimmed down. All that remained was a shimmer. She screamed one final time, before collapsing. Tears ran down her face. Everyone watched the scene unfold. The wound glowed and healed with the speed of light. Where the wound has been… something else formed. An ancient Marking. It glowed then changed form to a writing.Glowing and unmistakably supernatural. It read: ELARA

Razali added. “Anything else?” “I had men sweeping the spot with the Colonel’s men.” ASP Wong said. “According to reports, nothing was found. Not yet.” Colonel stated. I smiled. This was a sign of a supernatural phenomenon where a human accidentally transgresses into the other arena, the non-human dimension, and becomes trapped there. They are therefore unseen by the humans even though they may be physically next to them. “If you look closer, I think the boys must have seen something... or someone.”

His gaze fixed on her eyes. Una silently swallowed. Weren’t there any complications once Una told him who she was? That she came back from the dead and became a demon? Either way, she’d end up dead anyway. Una gambled his last hope of survival. “I am Una, a lowborn in the Nacht territory…” she paused before she added, “I was Hevian’s bride….” Drite’s eyes widened. “No way!” “I am telling the truth! Let’s make a deal. I can’t die again… I’ve just been resurrected!”

“I won’t shriek in fear, or recoil from the sight of you. I will feed you no longer, Torture God!” “You are wrong,” hissed Salem’s voice. “I will always be able to use your love as a weapon against you. Who shall I hurt next? That friend of yours, Loretta?” “Go ahead. She’s a masochist, so she’ll probably enjoy it. You’ll be wasting your time.” I waited for Salem’s reply, but it did not come. Instead, infected incubi flew towards me. I cut through one, and then another, and another, until the skies were empty. Still, Salem did not reply.

(she hands the phone to him) Chris: Thanks Bethany but I'm okay (he collected the phone and goes to the bathroom) After washing up, he came out and changed his clothes and lie down on the bed; then he slept off. Chris continued screaming as he saw himself dressed in a warm robe and a crown on his head, furiously looking at him. "Time is not on our side, you have to come home and finish rewriting the history of our land, by conquering all lands and fulfil the prophecy!" These were the words of his image standing before him, as he disappeared in flames. "What's going on bro?" Louis said as he grabs hold of Chris, preventing him from falling. "I saw me!" These three words were the only things C

Just the smell of ozone and unfinished responsibility lingering in the air. Selena stood there alone, blinking at the decaying altar while water from the storm began trickling across the stone floor like it was staging a coup. Her eye twitched. Her soul twitched. Her lower back twitched because she’d landed like a sack of wet laundry. God knew she tried. She recited every spell she vaguely remembered from internet rabbit holes. “Abracadabra,” “Leviosa”—not “Leviosar,” she corrected herself mid-prayer—and even, in desperation, “Escucha las palabras de las brujas, los secretos escondidos en la noche...” while raising her hands like she was in a soap opera for witches.