Eileen Supernatural Novels & Stories

Whittail giving a sly smile. I swallowed, “Then why don’t people stop this, shut down the school if the ghost are dangerous?” “I do, I stop the people from talking to them. I didn’t realize until it was too late that Miss Zurbrinsky was involved with them,” explained Whittail. “They ask for help and when someone offers it, they draw them in, and cause them to go insane. It’s a shame, Miss Zurbrinsky is the first I lost to them.” He moved closer to me. “Catherine, quit before it’s too late. You are a pretty girl.” He reached for me again. I side-stepped his outstretched hand and walked towards the exit.

There was suddenly the sound of a door opening, and Caitlin sensed immediately that the two of them were no longer alone. They both spun towards the noise, and looked to see who it was. It was a person. A vampire. A beautiful, incredible creature, taller, thinner, better built than Caitlin. With long, flowing red hair and bright green eyes. As Caitlin realized who it was, her heart plummeted. No. It couldn’t be. It was her. Sera. Caleb’s ex-wife. Caitlin had met her only once, briefly, at the Cloisters. But she had never forgotten her.

Her name was Ruby Atwater, a necromancer, and a mother to Elinor Wildes. Elinor Wildes would be forever on the run from The Spirits who are determined to make her the last Were-witch to ever exist, to make her suffer the same fate as Judas. But she does not know it… yet.

But, her eyebrows clutched, tilting her head, she looked closely at the information. " A magical forest built by the only true Luna, Selena Gallian? What the heck is this?" She stood up, confusion shrouded with face with an uncertain emotion. " Mother of Present Alpha Belerick, Dead. Selena is the mother of Belerick. How is this possible? Wait. What did it say? Blessed with Magic from Mood goddess. Don't people who are blessed with Magic-" She mumbled but her thoughts got interrupted when she read more details.

Evelyn yawned and glared at me. “So, you are here to tell me an essay about President Aaron’s qualities. Sorry, Zuriel. I am tired.” She brushed off my efforts and shook her head. As she was muttering under her breath (most probably insults), I came straight to the point. “You know that I am a werewolf, and there are other supernatural creatures living in the harmony with us. Aaron is also a part of one of those gifted tribes. Do you trust my words?” Evelyn nodded and responded positively.

Edward shut off the car as other cars began to fill the parking lot. "Have you looked into… the thing I can do?" I asked hesitantly as the memory of the event just a few short weeks ago replayed in my head. It took me days to be able to touch Edward again despite his reassurances. "Not yet, but we have a friend in the Denali coven, Elezar, that has a talent of identifying others' hidden abilities. We've thought about asking him if he's ever heard of such a gift." "Wait. You said the gift some vampires get resembles that of the intense qualities in their human life. Yes?"

It came to a point that she was tired of waiting and so she looked for her journal. She saw the journal in her bag where she had kept it. "It's been too long," she said and opened it. Evelyn read thoroughly about the research and experiments her parents were in charge of; DNA manipulation and modifications. Although she was familiar with the concepts, it was still a little unclear as to how her parents intended to change the DNA of supernatural creatures on a molecular level. At midnight, someone drove into the compound and Evelyn saw that michael had finally returned home. She looked down from the window as he stepped out of his car and headed to the main entrance.

" Summer grabbed the door. "This body is different. Amelia Fernandez was from the seafood market. Someone used an ice pick and drove it through her left ear straight into her brain." "How is this different? Isn't she just as dead as everyone else?" "There wasn't a single sign of struggle. Even under her fingernails was clean!" Summer stared at me. "The medical examiner ruled it a suicide." "Who can drive an ice pick into their own brain and not struggle?" "I want you to read her." I rubbed my fingers together. "Five thousand is too little. Up the fee."

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.