Ishim Supernatural Novels & Stories

The three of us, Avani, Merethyl and I, follow Ishir through several tunnels, finally getting to a steal door that is locked tight. Ishir puts his nose in the air, and I connect with his mind, smelling the scents that he smells. Hunters, scientists, Ancalagon and other scents, the scents of shifters and supernaturals, but the scents are off. Very, very off. This must be another lair where they have been doing experiments with shifters and supernaturals. He turns and looks at us. “Are you ready? Once we go in, the fight is on.”

Shinigami lean against Soul Ripper's spear calmly as he sticks his hand through the mouth of his helmet to wipe his face. " Rushing in blind also costs your life." Shinigami teased Soul Ripper as he touched Soul Ripper's helmet playfully. Soul Ripper was immediately annoyed and pulled out his spear for another attack. He misses again by just a bit. Which made him pissed and launched attacks like there was no tomorrow. Shinigami was calmly dodging every attack and kept a distance between himself and Soul Ripper. Shinigami look like he was having a stroll in the park as Soul Ripper launched attack after attack. The spear finally broke into two from the impact of missed shots hitting the audien

A figure in white was peeking at us from a faraway window… When I said, “I see it!” then it went back out of view. (To Be Continued) ++++++++++++ So far, so much fear... Good thing my friend and her companions seem to be at ease with everything that's happening. Not such a surprise since they've been aware of these paranormal and supernatural beings way before this... I'm sorry about the cameramen and TV interviewer though... I do hope to see you again, dear reader as we release the last part of our story about this very haunted place. So this is The Diwata, the storyteller of the Supernatural Spa saying... Fare thee well.

He mutters, but I still hear him. There are very few shifters that I’ve ever let ride me. Ishir is one of them. He and I have worked together before and like me, he is a loner. He respects me as a dragon and as an apex predator, and I do the same for him. As a Bengal tiger, he may not be as high up on the food chain as I am, but he’s not far off. “I wish we could talk, you could fill me in while we fly. But since you can’t, let me fill you in on what I’ve had going on. I’ve been hearing more and more that supes are going missing.”

“It’s possible that it could be a human, but we want some evidence before we can proceed. That’s not all, though. Mathias’ men have also found the mutilated bodies of three supernaturals near the school, and there have also been reports of other missing sups near the area. We’ve kept those murders under wraps from the humans and the media too. They were all students at Cal State. Unlike the human kids, they weren’t decapitated. But it’s too close to home for us to ignore the coincidence. Mathias is working on finding the missing supernaturals, but it’s possible that they’re dead too.” Conceding his point, I hold my palms up, curious. “What kind of sups?” Tristan lifts a file from his desk an

The next morning, I wake up and get ready to help mom at Father's business. Father owns one of the biggest shopping malls in the world, as well as the only shinigami company in the world. Father is paired with the God of death so he can freely communicate with other shinigami easily. Mom is a spiritualist but can't really communicate with shinigami well, which is why she wants us to help. Kaname and I can freely see and speak with shinigami, making the job easy for us. Sometimes people can't see their own shinigami so they would come to the shop and see if they have one.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

"My telepathy will keep us informed, and my ability to blink will allow us to move quickly and quietly." Shi, a unique blend of witch and succubus, is silent but watchful. Her supernatural lineage grants her the powers of both seduction and sorcery, making her an enigmatic observer. "I can be our eyes and ears in the shadows," she says. "My abilities allow me to gather information without being detected."

Razali added. “Anything else?” “I had men sweeping the spot with the Colonel’s men.” ASP Wong said. “According to reports, nothing was found. Not yet.” Colonel stated. I smiled. This was a sign of a supernatural phenomenon where a human accidentally transgresses into the other arena, the non-human dimension, and becomes trapped there. They are therefore unseen by the humans even though they may be physically next to them. “If you look closer, I think the boys must have seen something... or someone.”