Funny Supernatural Novels & Stories

he rasped. A second figure stepped forward, her eyes glowing red. “Then it begins.” “She will come for the others,” the first one said. “And when she does, we’ll be ready.” He grinned, revealing rows of sharp teeth. “The Queen of Supernatural has risen. And soon... she’ll kneel.”

I immediately asked him for my own reassurance - is there an end for him? "Yes there is!" He hit the small stick which he used as a bolster on the platform a few inches ahead from where he sat and dashed it through the floor. A spark of fire came out of it. Then he hit the place a few inches beside with the same bolster and there came out a small stream of water like a fountain. My throat became dry in blessedness for having experienced the felicity of his holiness. For the good stars I was destined I met him and he had some kind of a supernatural force in him.

I asked. "Well, how do I explain this. The supernaturals that have more human tendencies seek out human mates." "So the wolf wants to mate with me?" I asked and Liam burst out into laughter. My eyes widened in panic. "Liam this is not funny!" I shrieked probably turning all shades of red. "What's so funny?" May asked as she inspected the ground with a magnifying glass. "Nothing," Liam said between his laughter. I nudged him digging my elbow into his ribs. "I'm serious Liam that's freaky," I said and he calmed down.

"Hey demon, despite you're very strong, I got so many people on my side, why should I be afraid of you?" Lucas shook his head and thought of them as a group of fools who thought highly of themselves. "Oh right, do you guys know where's the treasure of the Spooky Ocean of the northern area?" Lucas looked at the Rank 6 Celestial Honorable Ranked Undead Spirit Family and asked. "Hahaha!!!" The Rank 6 Celestial Honorable Ranked Undead Spirit Family burst into laughter instead. "Hey demon, I've lost count of how people ask me such questions but all of them met with the same fate, and that was dead."

She then followed him while giggling, he looked quite cute when he was annoyed a while ago. … After they had walked for quite a while, they arrived in front of a tall building which they entered immediately. The longer they stayed inside, the more she felt nauseous, she just saw different kinds of creatures, some she had heard from fairytales, and some were completely foreign existence to her. Where the hell is she? Her questions were soon answered when a woman in a very bright yellow lipstick assessed them. “Welcome to the Afterlife, home of the dead. Ah! You must be the lunati- Fresh meat HAHA! Welcome fellow undeads” her words were quickly overshadowed by a menacing laugh.

The world is a really funny place. Not everybody knows what is. There were humans and there were others who were not so human. It’s kind of confusing, but there are things beyond human reasoning. There is a whole world out there that no one knows exist. It all hangs in a balance like good and evil, light and dark and then there’s human and supernatural. This is the story.

Lucian "And why the full moon?" He let's out a mocking smile. "Pure coincidence, don't confuse us with those stupid hounds!" Stupid hounds? I think back to the conversation we had about the wolf I saw. He made fun of me, hitting at the fact that it as a werewolf. I thought he was just joking! So as well as vampires and witches, there are also supernatural dogs? And then what, fairies, aliens, and unicorns? It's getting ridiculous!

Just another day in the supernatural community. Just another day in paradise.

“Oh. So if I want a pudding, all I smell is that?” He nodded, leaning forward on the table. “Yes.” “When you said other paranormal,” My thoughts went to Connor and Reed. “Did you mean fairies, vampires, ghosts, satyr and werewolves?” All the people in the room audibly gasped and turned their heads to our table, fear written on their faces. I looked around nervously and flinched. Uncle Al shot out of his seat. “Sorry about that,” he chuckled then said, “there are no Forbidden here.”

So this isn't his first rodeo. "I think I'm an alright person. It depends on who you ask, though." I give him a little wink, and he laughs, "How many of these have you been to?" "This is my sixteenth time attending." Wow. I don't know why I expected a lower number. "So, you've met quite a few humans then, huh? I've never met a supernatural." He cringes. "We do not like being called *supernaturals*. We prefer being called *mystical*. Supernatural suggests we are abnormal, and it desensitizes us. We are just as natural as mortal beings." I feel embarrassed.