Dean Supernatural Novels & Stories

"What the hell happened out there?" Dean closed the first aid kit and pushed it further away on the bed. "I was coming back home from making a deal when I heard voices in the alley you were in. I stayed, eavesdropped a bit because I recognized your voice." His lip tugged slightly. "I knew I would never get anything out of you yourself, willingly. I was curious. Next thing I know, I'm playing hero and saving your life." He spoke with nonchalance and such calmness, like this was not something totally crazy or bizarre. "Wh-"

“Your next lesson will test you beyond anything you’ve faced so far, Chloe Jane.” I straighten up, trying to mask my trepidation. “I’m ready,” I assert, though my voice betrays a hint of my nervousness. Suddenly, I’m not in the Sanctuary anymore. Diantha has transported me—or my consciousness—to another place, a dark space where shadows dance on the walls. And there, played out before me, is a fate I can’t bear to witness… Deacon’s death, horrible, bloody and violent. His wings have been ripped off, his stomach sliced open and his blank eyes staring up at me.

Our Lord shall return, glorious and unblemished, marking the death of a corrupt demon and the rebirth of our beloved Deity. Join us on the 25th of November at Bare Mountain's Shadow Caverns. The party starts at 18:00. Please click the link to book your tickets. Alinta found it intriguing how this page presented a positive ideology about the Deity. Not once was the word "rogue" mentioned. Were these people associating the Deity with goodness because of his past deeds before he turned?

She left the map and picked up a book, ignoring both Sebastian and I. " The lightning mark, is the mark of a supernatural, it was given long ago but their kind have been wiped out by either evil people or unforeseen circumstances, the girl you saw in your dream is a supernatural" she read from the book and turned to Orion. " That girl is a supernatural, I don't know her connection with Delaury but there's a problem somewhere, I can't tell you what to do because I don't remember anything even though I want to, but I'm only helping" " I know you are, I just don't know --"

HARRY'S POV "No one wants this relationship more than I do... But you know Harry.." Another gulp of wine went down my throat, the kick harsh, just like the thorny realities of this place, this place I hated most. Mark broke up with me because I had to fulfill my duty as heir of the Dog Clan, the weakest clan in the supernatural world. Come to this royal supernatural school and learn the prestigious ways of the supernatural beings and gain some skills and more importantly connection. 'Chuckles.'

“Our private coroner examined his torn throat and quickly realized those weren’t normal knife wounds. They were deep, jagged marks, like an animal had attacked him. The wounds were made by the claws and fangs of a real werewolf.” He paused and tilted his head, giving me a fake, almost comforting look. “But don’t be scared, Gabriel. I’m not going to hand you over to the police,” Luke sneered. “If the real police investigate his death, they might discover my name and bring me down with you. You see, that armed man you killed that night wasn't a real police officer. They were my personal mercenaries wearing stolen police uniforms. So don’t worry about your head. I’m going to end your pathetic l

Dean had Rolo packed up, and once done zipping up the last bag, he looked at his old mentor. When Rolo had contacted him, he had felt honoured until he realized that Rolo didn’t remember him. Dean looked on the bright side, though and was happy Rolo had at least remembered his interest in necromancy. Now his mentor had become the poster child for caution when handling tomes like the Lich’s personal diaries. He was now obsessed by the tome and would let no one else consult it.

I swallow hard. “No one will find you; no one will hear your pleas for help. No one will hear you scream,” Dean whispers menacingly, his eyes boring into mine. I turn away from him. I’ve never felt so scared in my life until right now. “Do you understand me now?” he asks, jerking my chin in his direction. “Yes, I understand you.” I tremble under his hand. “Good”, he breathes, “Because after I kill you, I’ll go after your mother, then your sweet sister Abbey. I’ve always wanted a taste of Abbey, and then I’ll take out Quinn and then their baby. Grrrr woof, woof, gruff.”

“I would like to end her once and for all--right after we find out if she knows anything about your mom.” “She says she doesn’t,” Jo reminded him. “She also says that it’s Daunator calling the shots.” “Daunator?” Aaron replied, his eyes widening. “That’s not possible.” “She says that he went through a portal and didn’t actually explode.” “She’s lying,” Aaron countered. “Daunator exploded. I saw it. Christian saw it. He was right there when it happened. If he had gone through a portal, your mom would’ve gone with him.”

Rose reported. “Does anyone have anything else to add to DJ’s file?” Shayla asked. “He is a ladies man. All the girls at school know his name and he uses it to his advantage. He does not force anyone though. We may need to keep an eye on him for Love Spells in the future.” Herb said. “Is that noted Shayla?” I asked. “Yes, Coven Mother.” Shayla answered. “Dean is next. Again, once Spirit was awakened, we could tell it was strong. His other affinity is Earth. He made a budding plant flower and bloom into its first mature state. I’m not sure he is interested in girls yet and he obeyed his mother.” Rose said.