Crocotta Supernatural Novels & Stories

Claire withdrew her hand and took a step forward. “He may not look as good as Mason, but we found useful antibiotics in his blood. The necrosis of Tracy’s cells has been suppressed…” “…He does look ugly.” A chunk of flesh with bulging blood vessels. I could only describe this new creature as an animal. It was nothing like Mason’s perfect and miraculous creation. It looked more like a random mix of different animals stitched together. I felt bored and uninterested. “Claire!” I called out to the woman who was circling around the glass incubator and admiring the new creature.

I doubled over, coughing and gasping. "It burns!" I choked out. "It burns so much!" But I wasn't dying. The pain was terrible, but I could breathe. I could think. "Unusual reaction," the healer said quietly. "Unusual how?" Soren demanded from the doorway. He arrived without me noticing. "She's experiencing a burn response, but not full rejection." "Meaning?" "It means she has supernatural contamination, but it's not natural to her." Hope fluttered in my chest. "So I'm not cursed?"

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

She blasted the serpentine and threw them into the lake water depths and some into the hard tree bark. "Ha! You think a couple of Halflings like us are meek, then you've got another thing coming!" Shawn remarked at the snake hybrid villains. "Tck. Brats," Cora scoffed under her breath. Scarlett rummaged around to break free, but they held her tight. Cora darkly smirked before raising her sharp finger to the air. Suddenly, she managed to tear a literal hole through the fabric of reality, creating a portal way into someplace else.

"Did you see it? Tell me you're looking at the files right now. Tell me you see what I'm seeing!" "I'm looking at them," I whispered, my voice sounding incredibly small in the dark room. "He’s a monster, Kiera! A literal, actual monster!" Susan cried, her voice cracking with pure terror. "He’s conquered half the northern hemisphere, his ex-girlfriends are literally dropping like flies, and there are rumors that he eats rogue wolves for breakfast! I don't care what kind of business Rafael is trying to do with him. You need to stay away from him. Do you hear me? Lock your door. Pack a bag. I’ll drive over right now and we can cross the border into the human realm. We’ll hide. We'll—"

Xuan shrieked, his mechanical faceplate cracking. "I am the tool that was built to delete you," Caleb’s voice boomed, a harmony of a thousand voices. Scarlett watched from the edge, her jade brush glowing with a brilliance that rivaled the sun. She could see the threads of the world—the code and the Qi—intertwining. She wasn't just a bystander; she was the conductor. "By the ink of the stars and the logic of the soul... FORMAT C:!" She slammed her brush into the ground, funneling all her spiritual energy into Caleb’s spear.

The ropes tightened—automatic and motorized, inescapable. The crypt door sealed shut with a final and grinding thud. Mara smiled, slow and cruel. “Confession is just the beginning,” she purred, stepping closer, and her fingers trailing over my bound breast, pinching my nipple until I gasped. “The real sacrament is exposure.” Luca stood, trousers refastened, cross tucked away. He lifted a sixth camera—this one handheld, 8K, and pointed at my face. “Smile for the congregation, Elara,” he said.

It’s now been updated to include the murders of Jack and Ava Cross and the kidnapping of their daughters. “…Take me in the moonlight, at our favorite spot near the cedar tree, I’m already wet and waiting for you, my Alpha. I cum just thinking about you inside me. I’m touching myself right now.” “Let me see! Did Beryl send a pussy pic?” demands Wolfe.

Harrow. "With you being a half-wolf, half witch hybrid, the marriage was a political masterpiece," Zephyr continued. "But Harrow became greedy. He wanted your power, your soul and the throne. He murdered your mother and our father. He even killed you, or so we thought. He was eventually caught and thrown into the Abyss- a prison with no end. But I received a prophecy, Aina. Two years ago, a vision that you were alive, hidden in this mundane, boring human world. I came for you. And now, my plan is succeeding."

Grandmother was now crying, praying, and trying to plead with Uncle but he wouldn’t even look at her. It seemed that Grandmother couldn’t handle the dread that she felt that after a few moments she fainted and fell like a withered vegetable. Aunt Karla and Ate Kathryn screamed and caught her, their faces wet with their tears. Meanwhile, it the otherworld... The creatures started praying all at the same time. They prayed to the man who was nailed to the cross. Uncle saw the group of creatures that were half-goat and half-human. Drool dripped from their mouths and they had numerous scratches on their bodies. There were also those who sang, combined with shouting and clapping.