Funniest Supernatural Quotes Novels & Stories

“You’re one weird person, Izobel. We were talking about you and Ethan, and then you’re asking if I believe in supernatural stuff.” “I was only making you forget about what I said,” I curved a smile and focused on my computer screen, wanting it to stay that way, that supernatural didn’t exist. My kind doesn’t exist!

Any sign of mockery, and I was done talking. To my utter surprise, her head tilted down in a slight, serious nod before her lips parted. “Yes, I do. I actually do believe in the supernatural, and rebirth, second chances... all of those things. And a lot more that I'm usually too embarrassed to admit. You'd be surprised how much of a fan I am of that stuff.” I swallowed hard, trying to clear the dry saliva coating my throat, and I noticed Brenda did the exact same thing. “Why?” she asked, her eyes boring into mine with absolute seriousness. “Why did you suddenly ask me that?”

No human being can stop him or uncover his true nature. The journalist, Susan, swallowed hard, her voice breaking between fear and disbelief: **Susan:** This... this is impossible for any sane mind to believe. And if it were true, why is it that your name, Sheikh Shams al-Duhur, is the only one I can find who is said to have power over these spirits? The Sheikh's lips curved into a faint, knowing smile:

The fluorescent lights blinked awake, throwing the hall into a harsh, clinical brightness that made everything—the desks, the scratched floors, the pale faces around me—feel suddenly too real. The room burst into scattered conversation. Laughter. Scoffs. The snap of closing notebooks. I sat still, numb, while the noise washed over me like a tide I didn’t belong to. "Come on, really?" a guy in the back called out, his voice carrying easily. "A bloodline of supernatural hybrids hiding among us? Cool story, but c’mon." Another chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah, drinking blood, walking in the sun? What is this, Vampire Superman? No way."

I asked him in a cracked voice. "Yes, I did but I wonder how did you survive those brutal goons. They never missed their target. They even confirmed your death by sending a very bloody photo of yours but after thirty minutes, you came back without a scratch on your body. Don't tell me that you're a vampire or a giant?" He narrowed his eyes. "May be, I am a supernatural soul whom you should be scared of." I enjoyed seeing his confused face.

His cold eyes remained, yet his lips slowly curved into a devilish smirk. Let's see if you can still say those words at our next meeting, Vestian. "Whoever fights with monster should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you," Celestin stated a quote out of the blue. "Remember my favorite quote I used to tell you, father?" "What the heck are you talking about, you futile child?"

I asked quickly, my gaze darting through the shadows, trying to catch any movement. ‎River froze for half a second. ‎ ‎Then he burst out laughing out Loud and Unrestrained. ‎ ‎I blinked at him, confused. “What’s funny?” ‎ ‎“You,” he said between laughs. “You’re funny, Seraphina. ‘Blood-sucking demon’?” ‎ ‎I rolled my eyes, a small smile slipping through. “What was I supposed to call them?” ‎ ‎He smirked. “Well… they are blood suckers.” ‎

Mr Clovis shouted. I twisted my lips nonchalantly. "That's because your lectures are boring" I grumbled. But unfortunately for me, everyone in my class are supernatural creatures and we all have super hearings -they heard me perfectly clear and roared into loud laughter. "What did you say?" he asked in a very angry tone. "Nothing" I answered quickly. Mr Clovis' face grew red from anger, he banged on the table and stormed towards me waving his forefinger at me. "You think this is funny, right?" he growled.

He froze. "You-. can-. See-. Me-. Right? Kiikikikik." He thinks this is the end of his life that he always longed for, but still, it's pathetic if he dies due to a paranormal experience like this. As he accepted his destiny, he heard chuckles from various directions. “Pfft-haha. Hahahahaha." “Hahahaha Havi, you are funny!” “Did you catch it on camera? His face is so tense! You're nuts, dude! Ha ha ha ha!" Clement laughed so hard that he even clutched his stomach.

Lim, however, lying motionlessly, with his forehead bleeding and the bruises on his neck, worsen. --------- Izzat squinted his eyes in wonder. What the heck is that ugly thing? He saw a creepy old lady suspiciously hovering around Lim, his classmate. The old lady's cackling laughter made Izzat feel goosebumps all over his body. Hah... Why is this college being haunted by something sinister? Why do the things he encountered here carry very dark energy and grievances? Most of the evil spirits here are really malicious, and their malevolence level is lethal. If those being at this level attacked humans, the consequence is deadly.