Mary Campbell Supernatural Novels & Stories

he said, breath hitching, “go. Don’t make this worse.” Tears hit my vision instantly. “You idiot,” I whispered. “You gave yourself up for me?” A firm hand gripped my shoulder, my aunt. “This is not the moment to fall apart,” she said. “This is the moment to burn.” The floor trembled as she raised her hand, ancient glyphs igniting around her fingers like hot, bright ink. The Hunters staggered back, shouting. One screamed, “Witch! Take cover!” I stepped forward as power rose in my chest, fire answering my pulse. Sparks danced from my fingertips like they were alive.

I say. "For what she expended." Maret chooses her words carefully. Sets them down like objects she is placing on a surface she isn't sure will hold them. "What she carries, what was revealed tonight, it isn't something we have a reference for. Not in living memory. The Moonblood hasn't manifested fully in generations." She pauses. "She used a significant portion of it in a very short time. The shift. The fight. And then what she did for you." She says that last part without inflection.

Her grandfather asked after placing the teacup back on the table. “I'm doing good. I just got back from my recent visit to the frontline. There was this case I've been investigating— the general in the frontline was found dead two months ago.” Akira reminisced about the body of the general. It was a horrible scene, a familiar one, actually. The body doesn't have blood, and there were two marks on the neck. Asmodeus sighed as his face grew dimmer. “We've confirmed that a dhampir did it.” She said with furrowed brows. “There were other cases like this in the city, grandfather. We've discovered that there are an increased number of missing women daily. You know what this means, right?”

Instead, we were commended by the faculty for stepping in to save someone in danger and given the title of "Outstanding Courage Award" I was promoted from an ordinary security guard to the head of the security team. A few days later, I was in the security room, organizing files and preparing to tighten campus security measures. After all, a scandal like that happening was closely tied to gaps in campus security. Just then, Lucy walked in. She was dressed simply, in a pair of jeans with a fitted top. She looked gentle and delicate. She came up to me and touched my lower body.

I already knew who she was referring to. “Jason Campbell, the CEO of Campbell Group,” she added. “He is engaged to Laura Martinez. There are reports you were involved with him while they were still together.” I let the pause hang in the air before I spoke. Not because I was caught off guard — I just wanted to make sure she heard me clearly.

"The Campbell family history is a long and remarkable one. According to the scrolls our ancestors left behind, we were a family of cultivators ourselves during ancient times. At our peak, we even had our own sect that took in pupils." "Really?" That was the first time Faron had heard this, and he was pretty shocked. Orin glanced at him before continuing. "However, toward the end, during the end of the last imperial dynasty and the beginning of the revolution, every single one of the cultivators in the Campbell family died. The survivors had little to no powers, and with time, our current generation is now completely mortal. I am a mortal myself, with no talent for cultivation and no chance a

"He fell for a witch who dabbled in dark magic hard. Obsessed, really. One night, he came home and found her with someone else. Lost it. Killed her, took her magic. That darkness twisted him. It’s like trying to cram more magic into something already overflowing with it. He used that power to get a vampire to turn him. After that, love was off the table, until he saw your mom." Callum paused, rubbing his temples. "One night, he was in the cemetery, his usual spot for creepy shit, don’t ask, and he saw this mausoleum lit up. Fireflies everywhere. Inside, there was a little girl, maybe eight, asleep on the floor with a black cat." Salem’s eyes welled up. "My mom never told me this…" she whispe

"We don't abandon each other." The hunters shoved me to my knees beside the glass chamber. Vale circled us slowly, speaking into her microphone for the cameras and the livestream audience. "Here we have two examples of supernatural corruption. Sarah Chen, a fire-wielder who has concealed her abilities from society. And Maya Cross, the White Luna, capable of destruction on a scale we've never seen." She paused dramatically. "Today, we show the world what happens to those who threaten human safety." I managed to inch closer to Sarah's chamber. The silver shackles made my wrists throb with pain, but I pushed through it. When I was close enough, I whispered so only she could hear.

“We have sent him to a hospital and he is getting treated as we speak. I wish we were mated, so I could communicate with you mentally. I could’ve told you everything a long time ago.” I blinked. Several times. “You guys can…telepath? And I’m only hearing about this now?” “Oh?” Cameron looked confused. “Sarah didn’t tell you that?” I narrowed my eyes at him. “Is there a reference book I can go through? Not just on werewolves but all supernatural creatures in general? Because I keep finding new things every day and its giving me a whiplash. Just…dump it all on me! At once.” A slow smile spread over Cameron’s lips as his fingers moved up and down my arms in a lazy manner. “How about I start wit

Hybrid". Callum stuttered. He was more normal than before, still not fully. Stephen smiled a bit. "Hybrid. It's a mixture of Vampire and Werewolf. My Mother was a vampire. Mated to a Wolf. Which is fatal by the way. But she had some supernatural powers so... My Dad.. A pure blood wolf. He was the Alpha of the pack. That made my mom Luna, second in command.