No Longer Human Novels & Stories

They began walking back to the house, glad to be away from the barrier and whatever was moving beyond it and trying to get in. "I do know one thing", Sébastien spoke, an almost imperceptible hint of worry in his voice. "What's that?", Zeke asked. "Whatever's out there was once human but not anymore.........not for a long time"

“Why didn’t I notice that earlier? You’re not fully human.” “Say what now?!” Journee laughed so hard her voice came out in splutters of noises. She simply couldn’t contain it. It was hilarious. Is he delusional? Or maybe I’m dreaming. “Come on now. Don’t do this to me. I feel like I’ll laugh out my intestines at this rate!” “No human emits light unless they are being blessed. If so, then the divine aroma will fall all around. Not directly out from your pores.”

Eighthly, a machine basically told me that I’m a royal princess with royal parents and the heir to the throne of wherever it is that I ‘come from’. Ninthly, I’ve supposedly lived a lie my entire life. Tenthly, I didn’t know that counting in ‘-ly’ could go this far. Just thought I should throw that in there. So, I’m pretty much hailing a flashing sign that says “NOT HUMAN”. But, the all important question is – if I’m not human, then what in the living daylights am I?

“I know it’s a lot to comprehend right now…” “Yeah. No shit.” Her response made him smirk, which he couldn’t hide. “Love. Take a few deep breaths.” After a few moments, she composed herself, then her weary eyes met his. “So I’m not human?” Mal sat beside her and pulled her to his side. “Oh, you’re still human, just a different breed. It’s been a long time since the Hunters have been in our thoughts. We believed them to be damn near extinct decades ago. We used them as horror stories to scare the young. But I honestly can’t think of any other explanation.”

"No! I wanna be a human!" I shouted. "What's so great about being a human? Do they have power? Do they have strength? If you embrace me,together we can conquer the whole world! We can rule over them!Not every half-breeds get the chance. They have to live like a pest their whole life as you were living like one the whole time! They have to wait for the full moon only to set their wolves free! Isn't it pathetic enough! Do you wanna go back to your pathetic life?"

I can’t look away. How embarrassing. I want to give him a tight tight hug. “I never said this, but I feel like I need to emphasize that I don’t really care if you are human or not.” I look back into his eyes. “…. We are not human.” Leon eventually reveals the truth, “All of us are not human, and all of us doesn’t even belong to the same species…. We only share some parts in common.”

"Hm." "You're no longer human," he sounds like he still can't believe it. "This is...heavy, Lilah." Yeah...I guess.

I was sure that little human saw me healing yesterday, as she looked shocked with that dog, but meh, she didn't ask anything today, which should be a good thing for me. "Besides, there's no point in talking to her, Nicholas. She's just like everyone else, growing old soon and dying. When you come back from the far Olympics, she will have moved up a grade or even be married. Unlike you, who live this boring life and struggle with the same thoughts," I told myself, as my breath started to get a bit tight. I don't know why, but sometimes I also wonder. Since I'm no longer human and have inhuman healing speed…Shouldn't I be 100% healthy? Why do I still have this d

Found only absence, hollow space where power used to reside. "Gone. All of it." I looked at my siblings, at their faces showing matching devastation. "The curse destroyed everything supernatural about me before Thaddeus transferred it. I'm just... human now." The word hung in the air, heavy with implications. Not "just human" like it was inferior, but just human. Regular. Mortal in ways that werewolves weren't. No healing factor, no enhanced strength, no magic to call upon. "But you're alive," Lyssa said, trying to find hope in the wreckage. "That's what matters."

All the years he had known him, he hadn't seen him this confused and disordered. “How about you go out for a ride alone, you know. Clear your head or feed?” He suggested. “I stopped feeding directly from humans a few years ago,” Lucien said. “Except when necessary, of course,” he added. Darius looked confused. “You survive on what? blood banks?” “Yeah. And bad people's blood.” Lucien had worked hard to reduce his intake of human blood because it controlled him. Whenever he fed on humans, he couldn't stop till he killed them.