Eileen Supernatural Novels & Stories

What comes after the four elements? "Spirit," Elias said quietly. "The culmination. In the old rituals, the spirit sacrifice would be the most powerful—someone with an innate connection to the supernatural." Casie felt cold certainty settle in her stomach. The killer wasn't just performing random rituals. They were building to something specific—something that required a supernatural sacrifice. "We need victim profiles," she said. "Something connecting them beyond the elements they represent." Back at their desks, Rick pulled up the case files while Elias examined crime scene photos with an expert eye. Casie watched her brother work, struck by how easily he navigated human society despite hi

"Since then, she’s been trying to solve the murder case that happened in school." "Wait," my husband cut in. "The same one that was ruled a suicide?" "Yes, sir," Zane replied. Then, a breaking news flash came through the flat TV screen on the wall, showing Elena Scarlet’s picture. "Oh, please don’t tell me this made it to the news," I muttered angrily. "Elena Scarlet has solved the death case previously ruled a suicide," the reporter stated. "She has finally exposed the real killer—Rosa, a close friend of the late Gloria. Elena is currently unconscious but stable at the hospital," the reporter added.

"Nope, we don't want the change of attacks here, Sienna could cast the blame on you, saying that you're the cause of her madness." "Ok fine, be safe out there" I conceded to her words, as I forced myself into the driver's seat, exhaled deeply as I finally placed myself on the driver's seat. I looked out through the window, staring at the lady that was weakening all other witches with her spells in a book that was floating in the air. Sh looked more evil than a demon, wearing a black cape, I was wondering where Irene was. "This is definitely going to be a Battle of survival" I stuttered as I stared at Irene as she helped out the Queen Mother; Identifying her through the crown on her head.

UNKNOWN: {picture msg} My blood began to boil when a picture of Evelyn walking out of RSS loaded on my screen. Fucking Stefanos. UNKNOWN: Or she will pay. ME: You don’t want to fuck with me. UNKNOWN: No. YOU don’t want to fuck with me Ghost. $20 Million or I take her as payment. ME: And if I don’t agree with any of it? UNKNOWN: Then maybe this will be an incentive for you… UNKNOWN: {PICTURE MSG} A picture of Lennie popped on the screen with her mouth duct taped and tears streaming down her face.

Halfway through the incantations, Amy paused to turn to us with a promising smile. “It’s working!” she whispered. The faintest echo of a cry startled the Haunters. It’d surely been Cristine when Lizzie translated Amy’s words. “Can anybody help me see?” I whispered. “Give me your hand,” Edward replied. I reached out and gasped the moment his cold touch wrapped around my hand. Right before Amy, a spot of light gray mist floated midair, and it was expanding rapidly. Only a few minutes later, while Amy kept reading under her breath, it was a clear white circle. Trisha leaned forward to ask me what I was seeing and I tried to reply as shortly as I could, unable to look away.

Ben takes a breath, "have been searching for a way to help you and Jacques." My heart twists. "Jacques? I don't understand." "We've combined our power into your wand, but it won't last long. And there is a blood super-moon eclipse happening in less than three minutes. One of the most powerful and rare astronomical events and another won't happen for fifty years." I shake my head, trying to absorb all of this. "Combined with your power," Gwen says in a soft voice, "is the best chance we can give you to bring your crazy, vamp ghost back."

the girl asked. "I am," I said, standing straighter. She exhaled. "Good. My name is Elara. This is my younger brother Kato. We came because... I think we’re connected." Sybil stepped forward. "What are you?" Elara looked her in the eye, completely unafraid. "I’m part elf. Part witch. Part phoenix." Phoenix? My wolf stirred. "The fire you felt in your dreams," Snowy whispered. That was her light calling out.

she replied, watching him go. Myra was more than just a friend to Eileen, she was a spy from the Red Crest Pack, acting on Juno’s orders to stay close to the Castile family. While she had been Eileen’s confidante for years, she was already planning her next move: befriending Aubrey. She didn't care about Eileen’s loyalty, she cared only for the power of the Crux and the Red Crests. Meanwhile, back at the Castile estate, Eileen had just arrived. She was fuming and slightly intoxicated as she stepped out of her car. As she approached the gate, she noticed a man standing there, his eyes fixed on the house.

Always watching. Always listening. And somehow he never looked nervous no matter what situation he walked into. Like he understood more than he should. Eileen suddenly shoved the bottle back into my hands before turning toward the door. “Where are you going?” I asked immediately. “To find him.” I blinked once. “That’s your plan?” “Yes.” “That’s a terrible plan.” Eileen looked completely unconcerned. “If he’s a shapeshifter, I’ll figure it out.” “You can’t just attack people because they seem suspicious.”

Eileen gave her a sweet smile and said, “Good evening. I’m sorry for disturbing you at this hour.” Fia felt as though something had gotten stuck in her throat while she stared at the woman before her. How did Eileen find her? Could Lucifer have told Eileen about her? That she faked her death? This was not entirely impossible since Lucifer was a complete nutjob who would never do things by the book! “Miss, I suppose you know me, right?” Eileen said, “I’m Eileen. A superstar.” Fia blinked and looked at her old friend again intently. She then realized that Eileen had not recognized her yet.