Eldon Supernatural Novels & Stories

I anticipated his question and produced my phone, showing him the app I used. “It’s called a drone, Charles,” I replied. “It’s got small cameras and they use it to film or take pictures from the air. Wanna see it?” “Yeah!” Then I opened the SLS app and looked around with it until I caught the sticks of the twins running toward Ted. Ricky covered his mouth, his eyes jumping up and down from my screen to the garden before us. “Charlotte and Charles Blotter. They died in their late seventies, but came back as children.”

That was a maybe…. I was certain about one thing when it came to how I correlated with women, I never text them more than twice and that was for girls I found interesting enough on our first night and would like to have a re-taste after the second time, I already found uninteresting. "So who is she?" Arturo asked. Arturo was a vampire that we found a few weeks ago in the woods. And no, he wasn't a part of the humans we converted to vampires and that is the only thing keeping him alive until this day. The dude was so annoying I wouldn't think twice to snap his neck and have his blood for dinner.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

“I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.” Gray nods and offers Bo a wide grin. “Maybe. They’ll be a hell of a lot better than us if they do.” We all know the truth though. Lycanthropy is a curse. There is no way to control it. Not on the full moon. “Come,” Bo says, knocking me out of the dooming thought of our near future. He puts a hand on my back, lightly guiding me to start walking. “Alazaer is down by twin hills, waiting for the others to come back,” he tells us.

Up until now, he is reluctant to have a state of human blood, he only feeds on animals or ghouls. Dorian, a vampire, is the same old as Elliot. There is nothing much interesting about him aside from the fact that he is the executioner of all the supernaturals that turns their loyalty into betrayal. He also brings katana every time he is going to execute a scrap and shreds them into pieces. No one in the thirteen crowns is fond of him.

Cameron grinned holding out his offerings. “You eat it. You need the sugar. What was that about?” Rhett asked. “I don’t know,” Jules shook his head slowly. “But that Van Helsing isn’t human. Have you ever heard of a non-human Van Helsing before? It seems… wrong. A bit f-ked up. A supernatural working with humans determined to end supernaturals.” “Really f-ked up,” Casey corrected. “How’d you know?” Rhett leaned against Cameron’s side, seeking the comfort of contact with his mate.

What on Earth would prompt a brother to hate another brother with such intensity? Uh! I would give anything to have Vanessa here right now. Her crazy ideas will be a good source of reprieve. A sudden idea strikes me. There is one person that seems to know the dark god better than everyone else. Damon. There has to be a landline and phonebook somewhere. Some way to connect to the outside world. I'm about to rush past the grandstairs when a small figure has me halting. "Dorchester?" His chubby fingers grab the smooth banister, his baby blues sparking with mischief.

Cynthia asked holding her ear as she strained to hear me. "A curse!" I repeated louder. The whole town was so quiet that if a pen had been dropped you would have heard it hit the ground a mile away. "Are you serious?!" Tom shouted causing us all to jump out of our socks. I groaned then realizing that I had jumped into a deep pond and was now treading deep waters. "Yes, I'm serious. Look I know it sounds crazy but it's true! A Sorceress in Louisiana made a pact with a Daemon. Unlimited powers in return for all the souls she could get by the next full moon," I charged through it.

he told me as a matter of factly "anyway, see you guys on Friday, but now I must go" "Well, at least have a drink" I offered "No thank you Anastasia, I have more people to invite" "I'll see you out" Damon offered walking behind him, I stayed in the lounge "My spidey senses tell me she's a keeper, hold on to her" I heard Dylan telling Damon. Damon came back into the lounge, "Hey, what immortal being is Dylan?" I asked wanting to know what he meant by spidey sense "Dylans a lycan" Damon told me, I furrowed my eye brows