Ellie Supernatural Novels & Stories

“I am sorry, Lord Sotirios. You must, however, be able to understand why I wouldn’t want to become like the man who killed my family.” “I do understand,” said Salem. “And if you truly wish to stay mortal, I will respect your decision. But just so we understand each other, I would not have you become a vampire like Mr. Cillian. I would have you become a succubus. I would have you become lilitu, like me.” He stepped closer, until we were inches apart. “If you become a succubus, Mr. Cillian will have no quarrel with you. You’ll be safe. Indeed, you’ll thrive. You’ll be able to enter dreams, as I entered yours. You’ll grow wings, and possess eternal youth . . . even eternal beauty. Think of it,

Something that could wipe humanity off the map. “The ones who survive… are becoming… something else,” I murmured under my breath, barely able to believe it. “Zombies,” I whispered. The word hung in the air. Rebecca shuddered. “I can’t believe it. It’s happening so fast. What do we do?” “We study it,” I said firmly, more to myself than to her. “I need to get to the bottom of this. We need samples, data, whatever we can get our hands on.”

While I do admit that I did start this thrill run for the fun of it, you didn’t really think I’ve been making all these jumps and turns simply for that alone, did you? For a while now, Ellie had this feeling that she was being watched by something. Someone. At first, she thought she imagined the feeling and tried to shake it off by having a bit of fun in her wolf form for the first time in a long time. When she still felt the other presence watching her, though, when she caught the other presence's scent, she realized she wasn't imagining it. Ellie didn’t know who this person was, much less if she accidentally walked on a territory she shouldn’t have walked on, but the stare she was receivin

The pack members exchanged glances, recognizing the urgency of addressing Elvie's condition. Morgana approached Elvie, her movements purposeful as she initiated a mystical incantation. "Elvie, daughter of the moon, let the veils that bind you be lifted. Return to the essence that defines you." The room became a canvas for the interplay of supernatural forces as Morgana's spell unfolded. A gentle energy enveloped Elvie, and the unnatural calmness that gripped her began to wane. The transformation, a delicate dance between magic and destiny, unfolded as Elvie's true self emerged from the shadows.

Raphael mutters and his form instantly turns to dark smoke and disappears. As if on cue, wolves from nowhere swarm the field and start to attack and kill the witches who aren't so fast to vanish. The ceremony once again turns bloody and ruined. "We should go, Ellie. I don't think staying here is a good idea" Lisa worriedly whispers when the place becomes more chaotic. People are dropping dead, and she can't risk Ellie's safety. Goddess knows she'll bear all the blame if they are found out. Not Ellie. "Okay. I don't think we will be needed anyway." Ellie reluctantly gets up and sneaks back to where they packed the car.

She can't escape him now. He'll do whatever it takes to get what, or rather, who he wants. Ellie is a 19-year-old girl desperately in need of money to take care of her disabled mother. After losing her father, she has no choice but to find a higher-paying job to keep her family going. That's when she gets an opportunity at the Salvatore mansion, the home of the ruthless, cold, and emotionless Mafia don, Kalon Salvatore. Ellie has no idea what she is getting herself into when she accepts the job. She only knows she needs the money. But Kalon notices something about her that he has never seen in anyone before, her innocence and purity. Soon, his interest turns into an obsession. Kalon

"Vampires are destined for one Emerthus (a soulmate) all our lives and if our Emerthus die before time, they get reincarnated as long as the other soulmate is still alive. This isn't your first life Bella, it's your second'' I was still confused. "I don't understand," He kissed my forehead. "You don't have to understand everything at the same time. It takes time" "I think it's about to rain," Adonis said and that made me look at my surroundings. The weather was already changing and everywhere was getting darker. "Let's go to my place, it is closer," I suggested and Adonis agreed. He held my hand tightly as we walked towards my apartment. I can't explain the feeling of being with him but I lo

“You… you tamed it?” “Not tamed. Talked.” Ellie patted her chest, where a faint red mark had appeared—a phoenix, matching the cloth. “Said it’s lost. Scared. Someone made it bad.” “Someone?” he said, his voice low. Ellie nodded, her smile fading. “The lady. With silver hair. Not nice witch. The other one.” Elara’s blood ran cold. The witch from the Whispering Caves—the one who’d rewritten the pact. The one who’d warned, “The magic will hunger again.”

Not doing anything and Stephanie was tossed back like she wasn’t a supernatural. The woman who caused all the destruction turned to Danny and smiled like a cat. It was Clara in all black and a very weird crown. She moved a hand and everything went dark. Elizabeth woke up with a gasp and went into a coughing fit. Her husband opened his eyes and placed a hand on her shoulder which had her at peace. “What happened?” he asked. “I saw something” she replied. “What?” she asked. “Destruction of home world by that friend of Danny. The Savan” she explained.

Elise cried out, she never for once experienced any of what she just had in just a few weeks. “Fine! Fine my love. Just take extra care of yourself. I will be sending Violet, Sasha and Elmira your way as soon as you get back home. Love you.” Bianca reassured her. Elise said her good byes and cut the call, she had suddenly lost appetite for her food and wished for sleep to take her away. Meanwhile Carl was at his underground office looking at the dossier of criminals that was sent to him. They were all terrible supernaturals with the urge for gore, death or blood. The only thing that was different about them was the approach.