Mary Campbell Supernatural Novels & Stories

I’m horrified! The night passed peacefully for everyone, except me. I kept feeling like someone was watching me sleep. My gay senses were tingling. Is there a supernatural entity here? Probably, because I’m hot. But still, please, not tonight. I peeked out from under my blanket and glared at Damian, who was peacefully sleeping like he didn’t just commit a holy crime. Disgusting. I flopped back onto my bed, trying to relax. I can’t wait to go home to my soft bed and live like royalty again. This camp is not treating me right.

The Council had to see he was trying to sabotage her petition using a ludicrous claim because he had no legitimate protest to make. Tyler continued, "I have here a letter provided on House Campbell letterhead with the Alpha seal from Richard Campbell stating he has never met Rachel Flores. He has no knowledge of her existence. He further states his wife only had one child, a daughter named Linda, before she died in a car accident two months before Rachel Flores was born." How had he gotten in touch with Richard Campbell? Jack had been trying to get in touch with House Campbell on my behalf since we had found Richard Campbell's name on my birth record. I had gotten information together to pro

Not like she was supporting the enemy which was actually Clara and Kieran, but they were kicking some home world butt. “And you got it” Ronnie said and she didn’t like her tone. “You’re lying”. “Not like I care or anything, but Supernaturals are dying. Just a reminder”. The seal was close enough to what she saw. She had seen it in her mind and it was close. The wings were on her back now and Ronnie had a smirk and Danny grabbed her by her wrist and she was glowing purple. “Like hell I’ll let you out of my sight”. And they made their way to the battlefield. She had arrived just in time to see spinning death going towards every soldier. The power alone radiating off of it scared her. But she d

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 --"

I blasted the heater, shivers not only coming from the cold outside. “Crap- Corpseboy really does exist,” I murmured forlornly. Fatigue alone wouldn't have sent Rocco face-down into the dirt- sure, I could have hallucinated the whole episode with Corpseboy in the parking lot, but my knocked out friend was a testament to supernatural involvement. Nothing in the earthly plane could knock Morocco out, neither fatigue nor a well-aimed punch, which he could all too easily deflect. No, the only answer was preternatural interference- Samael's grubby fingerprints were stamped all over this.

After Derek and I sat down, Robert called the meeting to order. "This is a discussion of the events of November 23rd. On that date, Ms. Elizabeth Summers, now known as Kimberly Sparks, was attacked by a vampire. David Jones and Derek Michael intervened during the attack on Ms. Sparks and in the process, turned her into one of us. We are here to determine if their actions that night were appropriate." "Ms. Sparks, would you please come forward?" I looked at Derek and stood, wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans as I walked to the chair and sat facing the Council.

I really hoped Selena was not going to do something stupid. ************************************************************************** SYDNEY'S POV........... My name is Sydney Corps and am a vampire. I am also the daughter of the vampire king (yea I know what you are thinking, am a lucky girl.....I truly am). You see, I don't many friends....infact, I only relate with people of the same social status as myself (you can say that am proud and spoiled but it doesn't really freak me). My boyfriend Beck was just like me, His father was my father's right hand man and to be sincere, I genuinely loved Beck. So you see, nothing could ever go wrong in my life, I have everything I could ever wish for.

Tristan follows behind me and takes a seat when I gesture for them too. “What’s going on, Rowan?” Mikhail asks. My lips twist into a grimace as I consider what to say. “I’m glad that you’re all here.” I wave a hand in Tristan’s direction. “All of you know Tristan already.” Tristan nods his head in acknowledgment. “Tristan is not just my brother, but he’s also the master of the Halo that I work for. Over the past couple of months, several Supernatural students have gone missing from our school. We recently found out that they were murdered, and parts of their bodies were used to construct some kind of Frankenstein monster. It’s pretty gruesome and puzzling at once. Due to the severity of the

Meave Spelman... "..And Cut!" Gavin exclaims. I sigh getting up from my place on the ground lying in my own pool of fake blood. "Perfect Meave! Perfect!" He praises me as I make my way towards them. "Does Meryl Streep have to die at the beginning?" I ask thinking it was weird that the Star dies at the beginning. I didn't even finish studying the script. "You should read the Book. In the Beginning, Meryl is chased by demons then she dies but Xander brings her back to life turning her to a vampire. Then She hunts the demons that killed her and she destroys them." Gavin explains.

Liam added. “This was actually the site where a handful of my kind were massacred.” “You mean this was that house, during the Secret War?” “Yes. A witch named Marie Claire Mormont massacred those vampires in the name of Stella Dubois, as part of the immortality spell.” Liam and I exchange glances. Marie Claire Mormont is my foster mother´s real name. I recall Liam telling me about this when I asked about my parents back at Club Equinox. He also told me about my foster mother. It completely escaped my attention that Marcus possesses knowledge of my previous life. Would he be angry at me if he discovered this?