Delta Supernatural Novels & Stories

Instead of feeling guilty by Celene's speech, Rebecca chuckled and got up, "I'm glad you've finally come to your senses." She stood up and left the room. On her way out of the compound, her phone rang. "Rebecca, I'm afraid things are really going bad over here." M said from the other end of the line. "What do you mean?" Rebecca asked dispiritedly. "The population of Supernaturals in Texas has drastically reduced. Not only are some packs left without an Alpha, witches are also ending up dead every night. And they always have a sword piercing their skull and the letter 'X' tattooed in their eyeballs whenever they are found."

Dante Blackwood was the key to everything, the living trace of something ancient and fierce that claimed Blackwater as its own. As she walked back, feeling Dante’s golden eyes guarding her back, Helena knew that her curiosity had led her to the edge of reason. The signs were everywhere—in the deep claw marks on the oak, in the torn leather, in the feverish heat of his skin. The supernatural was no longer a town legend; it was the breath she shared with the alpha biker. And the abyss he had spoken of no longer seemed something to be avoided, but the only possible destination for someone who had been marked by the same flame that burned in Dante’s eyes.

One thing was made clear, Bree Davidson was almost done, They could both sense her soul exiting inch by inch giving way for the darkness, The daemon began to to advance, it claws extended and it's maw dripping spittle, it eyes black displaying intense hatred "Get ready to die!" it howled and lunged for Moira whose magic instantly deflected it backwards, but unlike before the Wraith landed quite well on it's feet moving back only a few meters, it made another lunge at her There was large crack as the earth split open, and from its depths came the hands of souls dragging and clawing at the demon "Ustanite iz dubina i zatražite pale" Hades called in a raspy voice his eyes glowing a faint yellow

And I sighed, not knowing what to say. "But it doesn't make sense. When I came to the Devil's Hell, I saw the fucking demon that killed June and Nixton," I roared. "This is no hell, Destiny. People are happy here. The only person we should be worried about is Beelzebub's brother; he's the one behind all this shit happening all over," Sofie said, and June nodded in approval. "June, we were both in this mission together. Why are you taking Beelzebub's side, huh?" I muttered.

That made this bond thing a little less weird. Holy shit did Dec and I hit the fated mate jackpot! Not only did we get an ancient Egyptian deity as a mate, but we got triplets that were the descendants of Horus, an original Vampire created by God for his sins against his brother Able, the current but not announced Alpha King, and the enforcer of Valoria Dante. Every day I get to share my life with some of the most powerful Supernatural beings on the planet. I guess it was only a matter of time before someone tried to take one of us out.

Her eyes followed the serpentine coil with a sense of fascination as it elegantly wound its way across his upper arm, elegantly descending to the forearm. The sophisticated details of the serpent's form drew her in, its eyes gleaming with danger; a representation of the darker facets of his existence. The serpent began intertwining with the Skeletal Tree with Bats. Skeletal branches reached skyward, and bats hung in eerie stillness, painting a haunting scene that captured Dexter's supernatural essence.

But she was on fire that she regretted sitting up. “So what is the proposal?” she asks. “We get into an agreement, that I fulfill my desires with you. Of course to agree to what I will suggest. And if you don’t we can go our separate ways. What are not some sex buddies, this is an exclusive agreement. And whatever we agree on, you don’t get to hold me off on.” Damon tells her. “Of course, there will always be that exception on that there’s a safe word, and that’s how I stop, not by screams or cries,” he adds.

do you mean?” “You see, little Bella, I left out a very small detail in all of this. Namek was severely injured during the battle thousands of years ago by our ancestor Jósephine Santacruz and the coven, but Jósephine was unable to kill her own daughter and instead imprisoned her. However, the Dark One’s body was seriously damaged.Delilah stopped and looked at me. “The Dark one can only jump into a witch of Santacruz blood, and she needs a vessel to possess before she can return to our world.” Delilah’s smile widened as I responded, “You— You are going to be the Dark one’s vessel. That’s how you intend to gain more power.” She was crazy; she would even go so far as to let herself be taken o

“Selene is testing.” A shadow clawed at the edge of the circle not a physical claw but a resonance of hunger. Melinda’s chant rose, and Diana’s counterpoint cut into it, frost and steel. Melinda poured the Sphinx's blood into the final lock. Diana wove the vampire blood along the seam and took that catch, letting its immortality cage the loop while Melinda’s phoenix-laced thread braided the whole structure to life.

“Which brings me to another question, Ildara, what is vingsai? How can the obedience move to me?” “Who else could it have been if it wasn't for the Emperor who ordered them to?” Ildara giggled when Venus blinked as if she just remembered. “Vingsai—like that one—” Ildara twitched her chin in the direction of the rotten man, “—is a dead man who used to be evil and has been re-created by the anger gathered on the First Earth.” Venus frowned. “What does this have to do with the First Earth?” Ildara leaned forward. “Every dimension on Earth is always related, Venus. Where do you think the spirits came from on the First Earth? Or creatures called banaspati? The volt-man might have come from the Fi