Novel & Cerita Eldon Supernatural

Edsel and Minzy are high-class vampires. After one night of treatment, they are completely cured. Vampires are scary because they have the ability to recover and heal very quickly. Edsel is the most intelligent vampire in the Stephen clan, Son didn't want Edsel to follow Augustus, but Augustus and Edsel signed a blood pact. They couldn't betray their vows, so they forced Augustus and Edsel to go together.

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.

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

Aunt me asked and I slowly raised my head please don't be a demon, please don't be a demon Please please please I looked at her and uncle ricky and thankfully their face still remained the same "Aunt.... uncle! "I quickly run and hugged them "What's wrong Carmella??? "Uncle Ricky asked stroking my hair "Their faces.... they look different even Carlisle! "I said staring at them as aunt mel looked seriously angrily and surprisingly so does Uncle Ricky "Okay who on earth brought up the demon game? "Aunt mel and candy giggled

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Daniella looked up at the dark sky. They had been flying for a long time and she didn’t know where they were going. She was scared. Her parents must be looking for her and an evil girl was after them. What was a supernatural to do? She stiffened in his arms. “Kie-“. She wasn’t able to finish that though. She could already see Veronica on her own bird made of black smoke. There was really nothing she wasn’t going to see today.

But my biggest regret of all was telling him the exact same day he lost Sienna. When she came looking for Lucian, desperate to talk to him only moments after he had fled, and told us what had happened… it completely dismantled any remaining stilts holding our lives up. I gently pull away from Dominic, feeling entirely uncomfortable in my own skin as my wolf, Alex, howled her torment deep within my soul. I’d known something was deeply wrong that night. I saw the dead look in my son’s eyes, those eyes that were just a little darker than my own. I’d seen the fractured crystals, the silent plea for help that was presented in the form of a frame dripping in blood.

“Don’t do this. I swear I won’t tell anyone. I didn’t mean to see anything.” Petrov pulled a gun from his coat and pointed it straight at my chest. “You killed yourself, Selena. With your own curiosity.” My vision blurred as tears welled in my eyes. He pulled the trigger. The loud bang shattered the silence. But… I was still breathing. I blinked rapidly, confusion fogging my brain. I was untouched, no pain, no blood. Slowly, I lifted my gaze, and froze. Dante. He stood behind Petrov like a phantom risen from the shadows. His presence was electrifying, eyes sharp, cold, unreadable. But he wasn’t the same man I’d seen tied down earlier. No, this version of him was something else. Entirely in c

“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.