Horseman Supernatural Novels & Stories

I didn't like what happened to Gigi when she drank whatever potion they were selling her. A few bites into my sandwich—I saw it. A chipmunk was sprinting across the back lawn. And before I could even consider what I was doing, my wolf took over, turning completely savage, forcing me to shift. With a bloodthirst I'd never felt before, I leaped onto the chipmunk, tearing it into shreds. Holy shit!

All I have is a second to think before I hear the laughter. “Ladies, you want to play doctor, with a doctor?” A male voice approaches before a face. Not just any face, but Gordon’s face, covered in red kiss marks. His shoulders are covered in tan feminine arms. I’m suddenly happy that I didn’t put down my gun. The only people that can save Gordon from death are the whores on his arm and Jack behind the door. Jack radiates so much heat that I know he’s powerful. If he wanted to, nothing would stop Jack from interfering. Though for some reason he doesn’t even move. Jack has something big going on, and my wolf blood was the only thing that linked me to him. He’s a werewolf and a dangerous one a

We clung tight to the whip like it was our last lifeline, we both wouldn't let go of the whip, one of us in the end had to yield to the other. It was getting hard keeping this up. I needed to go full wolf on this headless bastard. My eyes began to change to its bright crimson red colour, while my body began to shake uncontrollably. I could hear the sounds of my bone snap and break, long fangs were protruding from my teeth. Luca was now in complete control. I let out a terrifying howl, as I dragged the whip with the horseman flying to the ground before me. I picked him up, tossing him against the trees. I slashed at the headless horseman, severing one of its arms from his bloody limbs.

So this wizard standing in front of us is actually a second command to whoever the leader of his coven might be? "Then what the living fuck is he doing here by this time?" I find myself asking, and Damon turns his head to look at me with a raised eyebrow. "Are you seriously asking me that question? Has everything I've been explaining to you not gotten into your head? He is a supernatural creature, and supernatural creatures operate mostly at night. Haven't you gotten that?" he asks. We are interrupted from our discussion when a very sharp greenish light erupts from the fellow's outstretched hand toward both of us.

“Since you tried to kill Mac and aligned yourself with Kate to transform him into a berserker ,” Juana communicates with a stop of aggravation, rubbing her sanctums. “Besides, the ghost riders do it, they take you out,” I add, remembering the part where he said he got shot. “The apparition riders ?” the wolf restates, his voice coming out an octave higher. The Horsemen from William Hunt's apparition? In fact," Juana and I froze tiredly.

He believed it was the end of the rest of them. As I was racing after the warrior, my horse following his, that’s when I saw the first of the creatures. A massive humanoid being, with horns growing out of its head, with his entire body looking to be ablaze with black flames. Only its eyes were of any color. Brilliant glowing red. Its razor teeth were even black and its flaming breath smelled of sulfur and death. It cut me off from following the warrior, and with one swoop of its taloned claw my horse was ripped out from under me and I was thrown to the ground.

His cultivation only a Mortal stage 1, an outer disciples that didn't have a chance become an outer core disciples. He was biten by an elder of mortal stage 5 that change form from human into a werewolf. The trouble not fit in his mind, fix it the horse schedule after the trip is done. Every ten minutes to slow down the speed, fastenings after for the balance horse behavior can be maintained longer. The license to drive already extended a few days ago, although didn't much of silver coin to pay the corrupt official, he can gain another silver coin by ten trip like this.

I remembered that I used to love when my mother would make mashed potatoes and the apples that she picked from our tree before we ran from the city. The vampires talked among one another as they ate, each one looking astoundingly perfect in every way. Humans often envied vampires for their looks, as did I when I was younger. I stood silently next to Master, as did some of the other slaves and pets. A few vampires kept their pets on their lap, such as the vampire sitting next to Master. Xander is what I came to find out his name was. He seemed to be a good friend of Masters since he's the only one I've seen Master talk to this entire time.