Hael Supernatural Novels & Stories

Dax announced and took a long breath just as relief filled my insides, and I felt so relieved, and that we’ll all be leaving here in a bit. “Last chance to change your mind. If you chose to part way with your present partner, Dave’s sister will be killed off at once as well for a start. If she's going to be a distraction sister…” “Enough!” Dax roared out loud just as my heart fled into my stomach from fear, then everyone including his own father flinched from shock. “Spare me good delusions. We’re leaving..” After that, Dax turned to regard me, holding a hand out. My heart fluttered in my chest as I closed the tiny distance between us fast to take his hand.

Damiel will be so disappointed in me before I even get to know each other better. Hailey walked towards the glowing needles and stretched his hand to pick them when a voice stopped him, and I would recognize that voice anywhere. “That’s mine, my love,” Ariel said. “Oh, I eventually wouldn’t need them though,” Hailey said, smiling. “They are easy to kill and you have to go unnoticed,” Ariel was beaming with joy before he leaned in to meet Hailey’s gaze. “Why don’t you like that?” Hailey’s eyes were wide open, seeing how crazy Ariel is. I actually do not feel shocked at all. I always had it somewhere in my head that no Voldov member is sane in the head.

The familiar feeling of falling engulfed me once more, and when I opened my eyes once more, there was Hélène’s little wooden door before me. The door creaked open to reveal Hélène’s kind smile. “See,” she said, “You don’t need me at all, my Queen.” Her last words confused me. I looked at her perplexed by what she had just said. She could see my misunderstanding and added; “Lucas is gone, and with Lucifer dead, there will only be one person left to rule us. As the next highest ranking demon, and Lucas’ widow, you will be our next Queen Avalon.”

The girl was none other than I, Rachael Santiago, the daughter of Raphael and Vanessa Santiago. My parents were council members of a secret society of supernaturals, Synx, and the owners of Santiago groups of companies. Supernatural, gifted, or part-human, you name it. In short, humans carry magic in their lineage. We could do stuff other people can only dream of or either pulled in movies. Every member of the special families, or as we called clans, has different and unique gifts of their own. We carried our gift from birth. We could feel it within us. However, due to the incapacity of our human bodies to deal with such extreme powers, we couldn’t control it until we crossed the age of majo

"I bet lots of supernaturals heal quickly." "So now you're saying you're not human?" She arches an eyebrow at me. "I mean, maybe it's from the spell, the blood magic I did. It advanced my natural healing ability." "What is it you're not telling me?" she asks. As much as I want to share with her, I can't. This is my problem. My Viking ghost. "Nothing. Just feeling a little woozy from everything still. Sorry, I broke your containment circle for the zombie."

It could pass through your skin in seconds and come out the other side, causing bleeding that is very difficult to heal. Monique cries inconsolably. She is emaciated, her hands and feet are bound with metal handcuffs, and her face is pale. On the other hand, Harrison ... I can't even say for sure that it's about him. His hands, his face ... all of him is with remains of burnt, raw, a product of the fire that I caused to try to kill him. It's fucking scary. I don't know how the fuck he's still alive. That man must have made a pact with the fucking demon. - Mom ...- Lailah murmurs almost in a whisper. Looks like he's been shocked.

she cried, her eyes wide with genuine, unadulterated panic. Jack and Katherine stared at her, dumbfounded. Hailey had clearly overheard snippets of the heated conversation—"devil's bargain," "pact," "soul"—and constructed an entirely literal, high-stakes supernatural melodrama in her head. "So I had the Wolf Pack scour the internet for every holy relic and anti-demon artifact they could find!" she announced, upending the box with a grunt.

She left the map and picked up a book, ignoring both Sebastian and I. " The lightning mark, is the mark of a supernatural, it was given long ago but their kind have been wiped out by either evil people or unforeseen circumstances, the girl you saw in your dream is a supernatural" she read from the book and turned to Orion. " That girl is a supernatural, I don't know her connection with Delaury but there's a problem somewhere, I can't tell you what to do because I don't remember anything even though I want to, but I'm only helping" " I know you are, I just don't know --"

Chaos blossomed behind him like wings made of galaxies. Lilith staggered forward, tears forming in the corners of her eyes despite her strength. “Allistair, my son listen to me. You’re not that person now. You don’t need to—” But Allistair looked at her with eerie calm. “Mother. Half-mother. Fragment.” Dead silence. Wolves trembled. Angels whispered. Even Haniel froze mid-battle. Allistair pointed his hands casually at both of them, swirls of darkness appeared from his hands but before he could strike them a voice shouted, the voice of the father he came to know in the supernatural realm.

If anyone could figure out who was behind this, it was them. “And we’ve looped in Hana and her stooges,” Logan said, leaning back slightly as he half jokingly referred to Hana’s trio of mates, the angel Isak, demon Aidan, and the vampire Albert. Leave it to that girl to not only find a mate, but find three of different species. I nodded, unsurprised. “Hana and her mates,” I said. “So, The Mythical Alliance is officially on alert?” Aurelia smiled. “You’ve got it. If there’s even a hint that this break-in could expose the supernatural world, they’ll shut it down before it gets any further.”