Eldon Supernatural Novels & Stories

Lord Voldemort thundered in his beastly form as he grabbed hold of Dorian neck and began draining the life outta from him. Damon tried standing up on his feets but was too weak to even lift up a finger, all he could do was watch how the beast squeezed the life out of Dorian. "No, I'm going to kill you first." They heard a voice boomed behind them as they swiftly turn to meet a shocking scene. Even the uncionscious Dorian had to widened his eyes in awe. There above them, levitating in the air was Summer as her eyes were pure black, her hands emitted white light while her body emitted fire.

The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow upon the army of the undead as they marched relentlessly towards Alpha Caleb's borders. Selena, the dark sorceress, stood at the forefront, her eyes filled with a malevolent gleam. Beside her, Kevin, her loyal ally, radiated a sinister aura, his features twisted with anticipation.

David yelled. “Yeah. The same mother that died when she was 4. The two of them probably look the same age. And Meadow is well aware that her mother is dead. That vampire is just walking around with her mothers face.” Lucas snapped. “How the hell can we put our faith in the daughter of a vampire. I know that I sure as hell don’t.” David yelled. Suddenly we all got a fright when Lucas got up from his seat and the chair fell straight back onto the floor.

said the familiar female voice. It was his mother, followed by his father and his siblings. What were they doing here? They weren't supposed to be here. Elijah got up and stood next to Rebekah. The footsteps approached, until they stopped in the same place. All the newcomers' eyes were on Helena. "But what...?" Sam stammered. It is forgotten for the rest of the world that something terrible happened somewhere, except for those who are part of the supernatural and know about it. That's what happened to them.

Eden - or the black-haired apprentice wizard who was trying his best to coddle his brother - automatically shook his finger and charmed a few Clean spells on the floor before Balan forced him to do this. He groused: "I didn't write it on the test!" The First Blood fang of a vampire was the fang that fell out after they reach adulthood. It was very soft but had a wonderful protective effect - especially when it had a little bit of magic of elf - and was extremely, extremely, extremely sensitive to magical rituals involving blood. Balan sincerely prayed to all the gods that had ever been in the world that that young fang - damn it, he was infected with Eden's word habit - would be able to prot

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 --"

Coop reared back as if slapped, “What the fuck? Den, listen to me. We can’t do this. We can’t mess around with this shit. Look at that thing!” The candles were extinguished again, and the thing standing in the middle of the circle was back. Slowly, it began to move. It’s bones grinded against one another as it lifted one of its arms and pointed a single, needle-like finger…right at me. “It’s…it’s…it’s…” Sarah stammered, “It’s pointing at Ophelia.” “Daemon, esto subjecto voluntati meae!” Denver commanded, “Speak your name at once!” “I am Abaddon of the Pit.” It spoke.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

I urged. "I can't discuss it without Alpha Damon present," Hilda insisted. "Could you fetch Damon for us, Julie?" I asked. Julie nodded and left to find Damon. "Now that Damon is here, please tell us," I urged, my heart racing with anticipation and worry. "Alpha Damon, it appears she is special. I mean, she's like a Light Selene, blessed by the Moon Goddess with the power to resurrect the dead. There are only two types of such individuals. One is the Light Selene, who can bring the dead back, and the resurrected will return with their true nature intact. The second is the Dark Selene, who also brings souls back, but those resurrected may act out of character, as if under a dark influence," H

she asked in a businesslike tone. "You know what I want." Jessica stood slowly. "Daniel. Something's wrong with him." Selene's gaze sharpened. "You don't say." "I didn't know he would be like this," Jessica said. "He killed a nurse. He's different. Doesn't even remember his wife and son. I don't even know what he is anymore. Is he a werewolf still? A vampire? A zombie?" "No," Selene said. "He's a revenant."