Danielle Supernatural Novels & Stories

Draven who was glowing continued his chant, his eyes flashed blue and the circle he was standing in flickered before it was caught up in flames. Danica heard the doorbell, she was dressed in her pajamas. It was dark and she wondered who or what would be knocking at the door. She wasn't petrified because she had seen a lot in Weston Hills. She was Freya's doppelganger and it was already enough to scare the living daylights out of her, but she was supernatural and she could take care of things herself. “Yes. Who are you?” Danica said as she pulled the door open, the unknown figure standing in front of her dropped her jaw. She couldn't believe what was happening. How was it possible for her to

v: "I never told you to trust me,'' I said. "Ace, do you think we can trust her enough to leave Mia here" I hear Damian ask his wolf. Magic. Let me introduce myself. My name is Sybil Leek and I was born on February 22, 1917, in England (A/N: Yes she is a real person, and if you don't believe me g****e her). I moved to the USA when I was 20. The whole world thinks that I died of cancer in 1982 but I am still alive living in the world of the supernatural. I met Jessica's parents when I was visiting an old friend of mine. They came and asked me to help them protect their little girl because they knew that they didn't have much time, And that was 10 years ago on new years eve.

Chapter 4 Danielle's POV: I didn’t waste time. If the universe was going to hand me a second chance to rewrite my story, I wasn’t going to spend it crying over what was coming. Rue was the first person I called. “Dani?” Her voice was filled with sleep. “I need you to listen to me carefully.” I said. “Find someone discreet, a private investigator, or a freelancer and have them tail Barry 24/7 . Every time he breathes

"That's what you're going to find out. And quickly. Where the Sparrow strikes once, more deaths typically follow." "Serial killer?" Rick asked, professional instincts kicking in despite the supernatural context. "Contract killer," Nathaniel corrected. "And one with a particular specialty—identifying and eliminating supernatural beings who are living incognito among humans." Casie's blood ran cold. "You think this girl was supernatural?" "Almost certainly," Ashworth confirmed, consulting her magical device. "Preliminary energy readings from the scene suggest latent magical signature, though it's degraded significantly since death." "Species?" Casie pressed.

Danielle’s stomach twisted painfully. Conrad looked away again. “Why?” Danielle forced a small smile. “No reason.” But terror was already spreading through her chest. Because somehow, it no longer felt like Nadia was only haunting her dreams. It felt like she was waiting. Watching. Getting closer. And for the first time since Nadia’s “death”… Danielle truly started believing ghosts might be real.

she whispered. “Yes, Mom. I promise,” I said with a warm, reassuring smile as I gently rubbed the back of her hand. “You need to get some rest and stop worrying so much. Daniel is fine. He stole some of our expensive antiques, sold them, and ran away with the money. But don’t worry I’ll find him.” “I don’t believe that for a second,” my mother said sharply, pulling her hands away from mine. “Daniel would never steal from this family and run away! He cared about us. He treated us like his own family, Luke, and you know that!”

She said and I frown "Chosen one?? "I asked and she smiled "Yes.... " "Chosen for what?? ". "To hunt demons! "She replied causally and I almost choked on that spot To hunt demons? Was this some kind of Hollywood season movie??? "Is this some kind of movie series? am I been watched by a hidden camera??? or let me guess, this is the carbianmarrow effect ??"I asked and she frown "This is not some dumb magic show Carmella, you posses the mark of the acient huntress.... you are the last descendant of the huntress! "She said making me chuckle

Ryan Dixon helped him get warm by putting his blanket up to his shoulders and patting it down as if he was afraid he might kick it off. Heart of Jeff Grey: ".......???? ” This person should be cursed! The author wants to say one thing: Jeff Grey is scared. He thinks, "This guy wants to kill me!" Ryan Dixon: ……. Jeff Gray is very scared. Since the main character has died, the story is over. Buddy was afraid that his roommates would find out that he is afraid of ghosts, but he didn't realize that the other three are also scared of ghosts and are just good at acting.

“ Those men. The bite marks on their necks. They weren’t killed by wild animals. They were killed by vampires!!” “Okay.” Annabelle said as she picked up the glass of water and examined it.“ I think chilled water does something to your mind.You should stick with warm water.” “ I am not crazy." He frowned. “Whatever you say." She sang. Daniel was about to reply when his phone suddenly rang. Fishing it out of his pocket slowly and praying it wasn’t a prank call, he saw Jake’s name on the caller id. Crossing his fingers, he picked the call. “ Dan!!” Jake’s voice cried out from the other end much to Daniel’s relief.

“It was… Laura who shot your mom? Your dad’s ex?” “My dad has some great ex-girlfriends, let me tell you.” She rolled her eyes, thinking of Eliza, the other mess of an ex on that list. “So Giovani got away. They chased him around. Laura got a crew of unhappy LIGHTS teammates to throw together the sabotage at Sierraville where Cowboy Sam killed Elliott. My mom and dad took out some of them there, caught Laura, and then tracked down the others before they located Giovani and Zabrina as well. By then, Giovani had made Gibbon, but Gibbon got away from his Dr. Frankenstein.” She was going faster than she would have if he didn’t already seem to know a lot of this.