Funny Supernatural Novels & Stories

I push my backpack under my desk at Supernatural Studies and smile at Melanie that she returns. Professor Ward bustles inside with her braided hair tied back at the nape of her neck. "Good afternoon, class." She sounds almost like she's singing a song. We repeat her phrase and I pull out my notebook, ready for her lecture. She has a way of making the stories and social studies of the supernatural feel like a fanciful fairy tale. Where I can ignore the reality of vampires draining people of blood, of werewolves ripping humans to shreds, or witches hexing and cursing people.

Late one summer night, as they tuned into frequencies unknown, the friends—Jake, Emily, Noah, and Lily—accidentally opened a portal to the Upside Realms, a parallel dimension dripping with eerie echoes of their own world. Unbeknownst to them, the Upside Realms harbored dark entities hungry for the energy of the living. As strange occurrences plagued Everwood—disappearing pets, flickering streetlights, and odd markings etched on the town's trees—the friends realized they were at the center of a supernatural storm.

Books and science have proven that the existence of the supernatural was impossible. “From where I’m standing, you should be terrified to hell,” She replied, her voice smooth and disconcerting. “Hell, you should even be pissing your pants over this right now.” Willow added. “And why should I?” Russell scoffed, taking another swig from his beer bottle.

"What the hell did I just witness..." I had always joked about the supernatural. Werewolves, vampires, witches, all that. I was that kid who binge-watched every cringey supernatural show, the one who browsed Reddit threads in the dead of night about shadow people and skinwalkers. I loved it for years and obsessed over it. But never in my wildest dreams did I think I would actually see it live. I mean, people fake this stuff all the time online, right? All those blurry videos and Photoshop fails.

"I... I think I saw something nasty. And I might have met someone who fights demons too." "What?" His coworkers looked lost. "What do you mean?" Lonnie explained frantically. "Like in novels, you know? Someone who can do exorcisms and get rid of evil spirits!" "Isn't that an arcane practitioner?" His coworker looked shocked too. "Are you saying that you... you ran into a dead spirit?" The coworker was obviously scared when he said that; he glanced around. "There can't possibly be any dead spirits around this place, right? Maybe you saw it wrongly. There are so many people in the city now, so there's no way there's supernatural stuff happening."

He's been screaming time up since five minutes, but I didn't listen because I know too much about the first supernatural creatures and I wanted to put down everything in my head -after all, the first supernatural creatures were my mother-in-law and father-in-law. My shoulders shake as I laughed quietly, which made Daphne stared strangely at me. *Are you ok?* she mind-linked me. I simply nodded and continued laughing quietly. I must get an A because I answered the question super correctly, phew, perks of being the queen of all supernatural creatures. "And now that's the end of today's class" uncle said. He gathered his textbooks and our notebooks, then exited our class. Students started jumpi

" Poor girl! Doesn't know anything! I thought Liam would have told you by now?! " " Told me what? " " Let me help you! "he says." Have you ever seen a shadow covering his eyes when he is angry or his mood changes or even some other weird stuff that he can do and nobody else can? " He is right. I have noticed all these things around Liam. But what does this have to do with everything that has been happening? " Well, how do I say this sweetheart... We're kind of..., supernatural creatures! " " Are you kidding me? Does this look funny to you?? Do I look like I'm laughing with your jokes?"

The narrative of spirit animals had always been a point of joke to me but Mrs Greene seemed to have shown interest so I took to my high school boots to explain the essence of believing in one’s spirit animal. “Do you believe in your theory?” She asked. Knowing very well it wasn’t my theory I giggled at her humor. “No, I don’t ma’am”. Her smile settled the objective building in my head . “You explain it like you believe.” Immediately registering her hands back to the paint. The meal was being served on a platter . Laid out on a long table where we both could eat . “Do you believe in the supernatural?” Her question made me giggle at the thought of it. ‘Super what now?

one of them retorted, his voice filled with defiance, "but our spirit will never be extinguished. The werewolf spirit will endure, even in the face of your tyranny." The Supreme Werewolf God Destroyer let out a mocking laugh that echoed through the chamber. "Foolish creatures," he scoffed, "you underestimate our power. We are the embodiment of destruction, the harbingers of the end. Your kind will be eradicated, and your legacy will be nothing more than a fading memory."

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.