Funniest Supernatural Quotes Novels & Stories

Prologue: The cousins: “Oh shit yall back! We thought yall got tired of the foolishness we got going on, because we sure as shit, done got tired of the bullshit ourselves. We thought yall was gonna be quick about it, but it’s been a minute. So anyway Even though yall been gone long, I might as well tell you now, we still haven't had a chance to enjoy shit; not a damn thing. Do you know why? I can tell you why, it's because for some fucking reason supernatural motha fuckas are always mad about something. I mean they don't like nobody, all they want to do is kill folks, kidnap you, impregnate, or try an force you to be with them. Did I miss one? It don't matter you get where this is going. Now

“ He won't find you here, trust me” ‘“ how do you know that? “ “ I know we've lost our powers and all , but this is still a supernatural land, bound by an ancestral force from the past, anyone with bad intentions can't get past our bond” “ Well that's comforting, “ I smiled. She smiled back and went back to whatever she was doing. I waved at Indila and Khan and went back to the room given to me by Uriel. She sat humming a tune and braiding her hair. I took a seat beside her.

I held my breath and continue reading. “He really left us, me and his child. He was really a devil incarnation, his the devil himself. The quote I read before, when I was still in earth did come true. And I never expected for it to happen to me. I should have not stared, I should have stop him from staring at the abyss.” What?… It felt like their was bomb drop right through my face. A child? Staring at the abyss? Was it metaphoric expression about the quote? Or was it in literal sense?!

Cedric laughed excitedly, “Haha! We trapped him! Cast all your Supernatural Powers to annihilate the demon!” He immediately thrust his palms, channeling vast purple-gold energy into the tower. The other powerhouses unleashed their Supernatural Powers, directing their most potent forces at the purple-gold tower. It spun rapidly, generating lightning and thunder, invoking a cataclysm that shook the surroundings. Amid this chaos, a middle-aged man dressed in a black and white robe sneered, “Hmph, the descendant of Yianni is nothing special. He was just bluffing.” His contemptuous remark stirred up laughter among the other powerhouses in the void.

"Then we get creative. Nothing says 'casual coffee run' like the King of Hell, his heir, and a vampire whisking away a demon in a vortex of hellfire." Dad choked on his cookie, coughing out a laugh. "Subtle as ever, Luella." "Hey, subtlety is overrated," I retorted, scanning the room again. "Besides, it's not like anyone would believe them if they heard about it." Sebastian leaned in, his voice low. "You seem awfully cavalier about potentially exposing the supernatural world." I met his gaze, unflinching. "Trust me, vampire boy, I've got more tricks up my sleeve than you can imagine. If push comes to shove, I can wipe memories faster than you can say 'boo'."

“The sad thing is, that we don’t know what killed them. No one saw anything. It was like they were battling ghosts, or shadows.” There is a collective gasp from everyone surrounding me. It doesn’t make sense to me. There are no such things as ghosts. I start shaking my head. There’s no way this is true. This is just a cruel joke, a very cruel joke, and I was just thinking about how everyone was wrong about him. Before I even comprehend what I am doing, I hear the noise. I just slapped Alrich.

I began to laugh, remembering the talk, "what's the big deal?" "What's the big deal?" Elisabeth gaped at me and I raised an eyebrow. "I just made a harmless statement," I shrugged as I turned my back to her and started walking away from her. "Sarafina, are you crazy? Quentin is the most powerful person that I know and I've never seen him looking so, so-..." She stopped, zooming past my face and stopped a few inches away from my nose, "how...how did you do that?" She asked me, her voice suddenly a whisper as she looked at me in amazement.

The cemetery must have sucked away that fragment of her soul. "Is… this even a thing? God, it sounds like old wives' tales. I have never heard of anything this absurd before…" Now that Luke was taken away, Dijkstra had assumed the role of the skeptic. Logan was using many words, but the gist was that Greta was haunted by some demon or aura or something from a cemetery! How was anyone supposed to believe shits like that in an age where any talks like that would be debunked easily? Honestly, Dijkstra felt his old habit kicking him right now. That's right… He suddenly felt the impulse to punch Logan out of the building too.

I shake my head as I drive behind the lines of SUVs and decide to pass them flipping the bird at the car I know Prank is driving. “Shove it up your ass, dickhead,” he says, and I can’t help but chuckle when other chuckles are heard through the line. “I don’t have the same tastes as you, my friend,” I reply as I keep laughing at the exchange happening. “Maybe you should ask God to bless us all,” Ghost says and Priest is the one laughing out loud. “You’re already dead, man. I don’t think God would give a fuck about a bunch of criminals trying to commit a crime,” Priest says and I can’t help but agree with him.

“Hey, you said I should be creative with my disturbance and that was exactly what I did. Did you think I would do some little cheap tricks like banging the door or making the TV go on automatically? That shit scares me even as a ghost," Calvin retorted Mason snorted. “Pouvez-vous imaginer cela? Un fantome qui peut etre effraye (Can you just imagine that? A ghost that can be scared)." Calvin brushed off Mason's comment, "I don't care what you say, Mason. I just want my favourite brother in the world to prepare a meal for me. Is that too much to ask?“