Human With Supernatural Power Novels & Stories

In that moment, I felt like God. I saw Wraiths leaping from the portal, grabbing the nearest Supernatural whether it was Neratomay, shape-shifter, or pixie, and though the Omicrons Paul had summoned leaped forward in Wolf, Hybrid, and human form, they were no match for the zombies and wraiths. I raised my hand and hurled my power at one Wraith after another. Streams of white light energy hit them and sent them and the bodies they possessed down into the abyss.

Right here and right now. Well, I haven't told you that this world I'm in, holds a LOT of secrets. One of those secrets is people with powers. Literal powers. Like one who holds fire without even burning themself. Or one who holds water like it has shape. Unfortunately, only nobles have these strong powers. Peasants or commoners like Pheia doesn't have any though sometimes miracle happened. Some commoners were bestowed with powers but only a few of them have. The healer searched for a possible wound around the man's body. If this man is what she thinks he is. He might be grateful with her generosity and helpfulness that he came back alive. I hope so.

Indeed, he was. "Is it allowed for a human to know the power of the vampire?" I wondered. "Of course, I can read memories and I can see spirits. As for Adrian, he can go invisible, read minds, heal other vampires, mimic powers and he also has telepathy power," she informed me. "What's the point of having a healing power if vampires can already heal on their own and they're not allowed to heal humans?" I shrugged. It was a question that had always roamed my mind, just like how I drove their curiosity.

told Kendra to summon the gods so that he could apologize for the War he created and take his punishment. Kendra believed him and summoned all the gods except the moon goddesses, since he did not have to apologize to her. Rafael then proceeded with his apology and near the end he wanted to kiss the god of death hand as a last apology ,but he ended up sinking his fangs into the gods wrist. The god of death were the vampires creator, so when Rafael killed the god, the entire vampire race turned to ash. the rest of the gods and goddesses were so shocked at how it was so each for the vampires to kill their master, so to prevent anyone else from killing their master, the gods took away the gifts

she said. “What power is that?” Danny asked leaning closer. “You know when a puppeteer controls his puppets, just like that story?” Danny hummed. “Well I can control people like a puppeteer” she replied and her finger tips glowed gold. “You’re supernatural so you can see the strings. A human won’t be able to see it” she said. “Can you fly?” Danny asked. “No, but I can fall” she replied. “Oh” she said blinking confused. “Falling is better than flying” she replied.

I knew it was difficult at the beginning, but it would be easier soon. There was something incredible happened after the little girl died. I never knew or expected, but I also had that kind of power, power which only a few people could have. I had been thinking that I wasn't a normal human, because I had witnessed evidence that proved my inference right. Many times, I witnessed how I became stronger; I could pull, push, and carry something, someone, or even a house with my hands. I could also see everything, even in far places, with my own eyes. Then lastly, when the girl had bitten my hand with her sharp teeth, the wound had gradually healed by itself. There was no reason not to believe I w

I wished to scratch it off his face. He continued with his monologue. "I will be the Lord saviour for all the supernatural. They will all rejoice under my leadership and with the demon by my side, I will become indestructible. He and I will rewrite the rules of this world. As being the most supreme creatures, no one will stand in our way. The ultimate power is going to be mine." He raised his hand and slowly fisted it, bringing it down as if capturing that non-existent power. The man had gone completely off his rockers and I had to find a way to get out of this or it could turn disastrous, not only for us but for the whole world.

he explained. " I saw a guy in one of the cams you showed the other time, his hand turned to metal when he touched the bed he was he sat on" I described " Oh....steel" he said, grinning from ear to ear. " My scientists created him in a special way that makes his body turn to metal whenever he touches one. Although he controls the ability whenever he likes" he explained. This is more serious than I thought, this man is obsessed with power and if care is not taken, with what he's creating, he could become a problem to the whole world.

My entire supernatural existence was now a battleground. Each moment of past vulnerability became a source of strength. The realm became increasingly unstable. Magical frequencies responded to my emotional state. One moment, darkness. The next, blinding light. Dark-Aria offered a tempting proposition. Ultimate supernatural power. But at a cost. My humanity. “You can have everything,” she said. “Just let go of your human limitations.” Supernatural beings from my past appeared. Ghostly projections. Witnesses to my transformation. The choice became crystal clear. Pure supernatural power.

Is there anything else he should know? His mother is also regarded as a divinity! What exactly is he? A demigod and a half-goblin? Yet does he have a human ability? He is, without a doubt, a human! With the power of the light, K Whatever's ability began to regenerate her small body on its own. Her body gently fell to the ground when she opened her eyes. But it was a massive green muscled man in front of her that took her breath away. “Y-you—”