Emily Swallow Supernatural Novels & Stories

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

I find Emily hunched over the sink, trying to wash off the blood from her shirt. "Are you okay, Em?" She looks over at me from her shoulder and shakes her head. Her eyes are red, and it seems to me that she had been crying. "I don’t know why he keeps doing this to me. He knows how much blood scares me." "I know." I walk over to her and grab some tissues to help her with her cleaning. Most of the blood has been washed away, leaving behind only a red patch. "We have only a year left, remember? After high school, we can move away, somewhere with no supernaturals "

Nevertheless, it was now obvious that there was a massive conspiracy behind his sudden need to get married. I never expected Emily to have been reborn too. She’d jumped ahead of me, replicating everything I did in the last life, which just so happened to give me the perfect chance to uncover the truth. Right now, Emily was completely paralyzed with fear. She pointed a trembling finger at Snowy, her whole body shaking. "I-It’s just an animal… Animals can’t talk…" Silas sneered coldly. "You’re the animal. Isla just accidentally got her soul trapped inside this poodle. She has to rely on the dog’s body for now, but once we recover her real one, she’ll return to human form."

They were claws. "See?" Julian whispered, floating beside her. "This is what you are. A Silencer. A Void-Witch." He smiled. It was a shark’s smile. "You aren't my mother. You are my food." He opened his mouth. It unhinged, revealing rows of needle-teeth. He lunged at her throat. Emily woke up screaming. But the scream didn't come out. Her throat was paralyzed by the drug. She lay there, mouth open in a silent shriek, tears streaming down her face into her ears.

Chapter-149 (The end of the world) CRYSTAL OF EVIL "It is time". Emily said and laughed viciously. She got up from her chair and went into a dark room. She lights up the room and it reveals Susannah's shadow. "Time to tell you I am stronger than you". Emily said and started chanting some spells. She called the soul of Susannah and the soul appeared to her and Emily laughed.

legs with surprise and interest. Emily, noticing his gaze, for some reason was embarrassed, although instead she should have been terrified. She had already guessed that standing before her was none other than the Hunter himself. The one Jack and Jeremy had told her about. He who does not know pity does not spare anyone who gets in his way. The one who destroyed almost the entire Night Shadows clan. The one who came for her life. But for some reason she was not afraid of him, probably simply because she was tired of this feeling. Her fear disappeared at the very moment when she passed the rite of initiation and became a she-wolf. She has changed. And now the two young people stood and someho

The glow emanating from Emily’s form was eerie, like moonlight trapped inside her very skin, veins of root and coral crawling beneath her translucent flesh. Clara could feel it in the air—the pull, the weight of something ancient and unstoppable stirring just beneath the surface. Emily was no longer just a friend, a girl caught in the crossfire of something greater. She was now the vessel, the key to something far worse than they had ever imagined.

she asked herself. She looked behind her and saw her own body, lying down on the floor. She walked towards her body. Two men placed the body on a stretcher and they take her to an ambulance. Emily tried to hop in but, she is stopped by an unexplainable force. She looked behind her and she saw the figure who stands on top of a lamppost earlier. He appears to be a tall skeleton wearing a pitch black robe. "Who are you?" Emily asked as she slowly walks backwards, trying to get away from the mysterious entity.

MATTEO The soft hum of the ceiling fan was the only sound in my office. The room smelled of old whiskey and leather—familiar, yet suffocating tonight. My hands were clasped together under my chin as I stared at nothing. Thinking. Always thinking. Emily Thompson was still alive. I didn’t need proof, I could feel it. People like her don’t just vanish into smoke, they hide, and they run. But I won't stop chasing. The loud sound of a knock on the door dragged me out of my thoughts. I glared at Dominic as he walked his way towards my desk, looking like he had just handled two brutal cases in less than thirty minutes.

Sly broke the silence. "Bad things happen only to demons". " That's not true. You're a supernatural being not a Demon. You can use your powers to do good. Like...". Emily heard a police siren behind her. "Police?", Sly asked. "SIve been driving too recklessly", she admitted. Slytheria smiled at her. "No, you're not going to eat anyone like how you swallowed that rabbit". "Humans insides are disgusting", she said. Emily stopped the car. "You've eaten a human before?"