Crocotta Supernatural Novels & Stories

Somehow, Fallon is able to free Bree, but it doesn’t matter because everything is coming down around us, blocking any chance for an exit. As I spread my winds, I look at Lucifer and wave my sword. It’s time to die, mate.” Lucifer flies up to meet me, his expression one of defeat. Before he can say a word, I fly toward him, aiming my sword at his heart, but he manages to float away. My sisters and I fight our mates as The Creator steps into the power stream and begins to change. His light disappears to be replaced by dragon scales and wings as he begins to metamorphosis.

The creature’s luminous eyes flickered, dimming momentarily as if recalling something. A memory. A life. A howl erupted from its throat — not empty this time, but filled with pain. Luna approached. "You need not fight. I am here now. I will set you free." The creature trembled, collapsing at her feet. Upon touching its forehead, her aura ignited brightly. Silver light cascaded over the wraith, dissolving its distorted shape. In its stead remained a glimmering outline of a wolf spirit, which bowed its head to her before vanishing entirely.

All right, I will take revenge for you," said Lucifer calmly. He thundered his fingers, and Alfredo woke up startled. He did not even see Lucifer because his eyes were focused on Jonah, the deformed boy he had killed. Lucifer moved his hand to hit the wall and stood in front of him, poking his heart out. All this before the astonished look of Jonah. Jonah ran slowly, but with firm steps. He was very frightened by the ruthless murder he had witnessed. He had not strayed far from Alfredo's house when he heard footsteps behind him, followed by a thin but deafening voice that made his blood freeze, but he continued to run. "Where are we going?" Asked the voice, which came from a woman with brown

Sarah asked, voice shaking. The altar pulsed once more, then shattered completely stones breaking away into dust, runes bleeding light. A cavernous pit yawned open beneath them, swallowing the altar whole. From its depths came the sound of chains rattling. A deep growl followed. And then…A voice. Ancient, Hollow, unmistakably alive. “Crowe...” John grabbed Sarah and pulled her back as a massive clawed hand burst from the chasm. Not bone, not flesh, something in between. The Spiral wasn’t the curse, It was the lock, and they had just broken it.

At the proof of everything they’d built: brotherhood, legacy, protection. He whispered, “We’re not doing this alone.” Corsican Catacombs – Later That Night The crypt was darker than usual. Petrov leaned back on a stone throne, his boots planted wide. Sokolov lit a cigar with a cursed match that hissed before catching fire. Vulture paced in small circles, journal in hand, black sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Malthea stood over a steaming cauldron of pitch-black ink, whispering. Petrov exhaled smoke.

“Even though I wasn’t turned fully but this is enough to scare you to…” She trailed on her words. “Stay the hell away from me.” “You’re probably like the rest of the girls and will end up dead anytime soon.” She added. “Unlike us the lucky ones,” I watched as Rook Francesca, swayed her hands, directing them to herself and Cicilia. My eyes immediately bolted in realization, as she walked away, gracefully and stylishly. T-They were both supernatural creatures, like the beast. This was definitely why they related so well.

Illac said. "One of Solana's betas managed to broke the spell," Lucas said looking at Illac who is walking behind them. Illac scoffed, he's got to admit, Solana's betas are something, where in the world did she found those? Only if a human can be turned into a fox. "Let us out!" "You fuckers! What am I doing here?!" "Let me out of this hell hole! "Fuck you!" "Bastards!" A variety of supernatural creatures were shouting, clanking steels to steels, and trying to break out from their cell. Thalia is a bit scared, this place is insane. She has never seen anything like it, so this the horrors inside the supernatural border?

“It’s possible that your buddy Troy has been keeping some of the supes for himself and doing experiments on them.” “So, we need to find a hunter’s laboratory as well?” Cedric asks. “It’s not just that.” He stops again. “Ish, out with it.” I tell him. “If the rumors are true, he’s created himself an army of supernaturals. Supes that will now answer to him, whether it’s through brainwashing, Alpha command or some weird serum they’ve been given, I don't know. He’s coming after you Cedric.” “Let him come.” Cedric snarls beside me. “He’s lived too long anyway.”

After reading it, she was shocked. “What?” Her pretty face was full of disbelief, and she could not help exclaiming, “How is this possible? This is unbelievable.” Thea could not believe she would encounter such a thing in an underground cavern in the Frosty Swamp of Medical Valley. The information recorded on the walls was related to James’ weapon, Crucifier. Crucifier was a weapon and a supernatural existence that had the power to revive the dead. However, there was always Yin and Yang. Everything had a polarity.

But something was off. I found them staring not at me but behind me. I slowly turned back to find two familiar blue eyes staring at me, sucking my soul out of my body. Mr....Richard....Solomon...! What the hell...!!! Crab...! What did I just do...! *************