Crowley Quotes Supernatural Novels & Stories

Jon found himself voicing a question that had never occurred to him before. “Why do you encourage this?” “There’s a method to my madness, don’t you worry,” Father chuckled in his deep baritone. “Each step is taken with absolute purpose. How did Crowley put it? ‘Do as thou wilt shall be the whole of the law.’ Actually, I think he stole that from Rabelias. However, most people think it means to become a beast like your sister here, but really—”

I offered him a soft, wicked smile when the knife and stake were just inches away from his forehead and chest, respectively. "What are you? Free me from your spell, you demon!" He yells. I can do this all day because it somehow keeps me entertained. Especially this part where the aggressors realize they're going to die and there's nothing they can do about it. "Do you have a fuckin holy-water, Clarence?" He asks his colleague who is busy chanting stupid incantations that will have absolutely no effect on me. "Yes," Clarence answers. "But I can't move my body. He's tied me up somehow."

“You think you’ve found the answer? You’re wrong.” A figure ventured out of the shadows, their confront covered up underneath a dim hood. The air around them appeared to twist and turn, as though reality itself was bowing to their will. “You may have vanquished the shadows, but you've deferred the inevitable,” the figure said, their voice dribbling with noxiousness. “The power you are searching for is above your control.” Clara felt a surge of fear, but she rapidly pushed it aside. “Who are you?” she requested, her voice consistent in spite of the fear chewing at her inner parts.

“This is me reminding y'all of my name. This is me telling you that I am who I am. None of you can take that away from me. And if you're going to be in doubt of the powers that I possess, I think you have seen proof.” The entire van was silent. The only sound that could be heard was the slapping of Cruz's hand as he tried to free himself from my grasp. “Does that tell you all that we can do about this? Do you now believe that the governor is nothing but a human and answers to us? That we are of the supernatural. I need an answer! Do you now believe it?” “Yes Kingsley, we do.” It wasn't loud enough for me. I stared at Cruz, whose arms were slowly going limp by the minute. He was a tough wolf,

His dark eyes are curious, earnest as he asks, “I truly enjoyed your lecture today. Do you really believe in the supernatural and the things you teach?” I feel a small smile tug at my lips. I know the answer he’s looking for is simple, clear-cut, but the truth is, belief in the supernatural isn’t something so easily explained. "I believe," I say carefully, choosing my words like picking delicate flowers, "that the world is filled with more mysteries than we understand. Whether you call it supernatural, magic, or just the unknown... it's all real in its own way, if you're willing to see it." Cole leans back slightly, giving a small, thoughtful shake of his head and a quiet chuckle. "Touché,"

"Finis appropinquat. Venimus. Communitas supernaturarum transgressorum." 'The end is near. We are coming. Community of the rogue supernaturals'. Fuck me!

The skeptical scientist in me silently rebelled against the crystals and dreamcatchers hanging in the window, though I had to smile at the sign by the door that read, “Tried Yoga Once, Thought It Was A Little Overdone.” I remembered Clara's unique sense of humor and brightened. She was certainly amazing. Also, where was the skeptical scientist when you were having wild sex with a werewolf against your shower wall? My cheeks burned at the memory. I hoped Clara wouldn't be able to read that thought in my letters. Josh smiled when he saw me hesitating. — Do you come to this store often? I shook my head, then pointed to the Porções Encantadas bakery across the street. “That place is much more my

Clara drank the water and said “Thank You, Ethan. Why do you ask such a question?” Ethan replied calmly "I was reading a novel where the male protagonist is a supernatural creature so I wondered if it happens in reality too.” Clara laughed and said “Don’t be silly Ethan. It’s just fiction. No such thing exists apart from human here." Clara got worried about Ethan’s question. She knew she has to tell Ethan his truth on his 17th birthday but she still hasn’t figured out how to explain it to Ethan. To know Ethan’s view she asked him “What do you think of supernatural creatures?”. Ethan looked at her Mom and said “I think it is pretty cool. Superpowers are something we all need. If I had superpo

Follow where the energy leads you and watch your mind be filled with satisfaction. The Coddos poofed into thin air. I snapped my head toward the little one who was casually playing on the floor, and that one was gone too. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. . . "That was surely a warning from the supreme deity. And also a congratulations for your new title as a living grimoire." Kolan beamed. "The first of its kind actually."

She was more shocked to find out he went to Morgan's High. "Who's he, Boss?" She asked. He scoffed. "Rather than who, It's what..." "Oh, Uh... What is he, Boss?" Kristen asked. Clyde sat down on the opposite chair, and rubbed the desk in between him and the being, with his palm. "A supernatural being. Definitely not a vampire" Clyde replied. Kristen swallowed hard, in curiosity. "I have a few questions, boss and I'm really sorry for my inquisitiveness" She muttered.