Not A Human Novelas e Histórias

she said. A pause. ⸻ “They are not human.” ⸻ Silence. ⸻ Because that— ⸻ changed everything again. ⸻ Back in the hidden room— Elias closed his eyes briefly. ⸻ “…There it is.” ⸻ Back in the control room— Adrian’s voice sharpened. ⸻ “What do you mean NOT human??” ⸻ Victor’s hands tightened on the console. ⸻ “…Another system?”

Definitely a human. I'm beginning to wonder, did Nathan know Rene wasn't human? Didn't he ask himself why he couldn't get a scent from her? God, I have lots of questions, I hope they can be answered cause this whole supernatural stuff is confusing. I would get it if they were in movies or books but not in real life.

In the complex tapestry of the werewolf - human world, Nathan couldn't shake an inexplicable sense of unease as he absently scrolled through his chat history with Isabella. The digital conversations, once filled with her daily musings, now seemed like a distant memory. Back in the day, Isabella, a human in a world where werewolves held significant power, would reach out to him almost daily. Her good morning and good night messages were a constant, and she'd eagerly share every little detail of her life—the scenery she witnessed, the food she tasted. To Nathan, a werewolf accustomed to a more reserved form of communication, her openness had felt annoyingly clingy. But ever since he had sent h

she says as she pushes me into what looks like a locker room. "Okay," I whisper, and she nods. "We aren't allowed to use hot water, and we have to be done showering by five. Then we have to clean the showers. The females hate using stuff that smells like humans," she says, and I freeze. I have so many questions about these people but only one stands out. "What are they," I ask, and the girl rolls her eyes before pushing me towards a faucet. "Not human and not bloodsuckers. I'm guessing you are fresh meat......purchased from the human meat market. Probably homeless before they snatched you up. So listen and listen good....you are weak. You are nothing.

I slid it free carefully, my fingers trembling as I unfolded it. At first, the words didn’t make sense. They were written in a language I couldn’t read, the letters jagged and alien. But then my eyes fell on a single phrase written in bold, clear script at the bottom of the page: *"Not human."* I stared at the words, my breath hitching. What did that mean? It could be about Lucifer, of course he is not human. The page seemed to blur before my eyes as the weight of the words sank in. It couldn’t be true. I was human—I’d always been human.

Even the strongest can be defeated by a weakling. “No.” Before White Tiger could answer, Theodore had answered fast. Soheila looked towards Theodore. “Why?" “Base on what White Tiger. Humans are not enough, Marioline.” He stared at Soheila. Soheila blinked her eyes. “Humans are not enough...?” “Your friends, they are not fully human. I know that you know that.”

With me finally finding my mate I understand why she did what she did, so I didn't force her to leave. "Does she know she's your mate? Why would she be out with another guy? Say the word and I'll kill the bastard." His mate nodded in agreement. Both of their wolves were extremely protective over me and their future Luna, despite them having not met her yet. "There's something else," I said gaining him and his mate full attention. "What?" He asked. "She's human." While his mate was quite shocked by the revelation he, on the other hand, was angrier than surprise.

"Is that all? Are you that afraid of me for you to be forced by me?" "Tch. Who says I'm afraid of you, idiot? I don't know. Instincts, maybe." "Did you know that the reason why humans are distinguished from other animals is because of the former's ability to reason?" "So?" "Humans don't rely on instincts." "So you're saying that I'm an animal?" "Technically, yes." "Well, I'm a human, you silly." "But you relied on instincts." "Whatever."

he slowly nods. "But the bond isn't as strong yet, because uhm, we haven't mated yet." I continue coughing on air at his statement. "How strong is this apparent bond?" he flinches at my disbelief but keeps the answers flowing. Why I'm sitting still and not calling the cops, is unknown to me. "I can feel your emotions and read your mind. You would also be able to and we can link through our minds after the thing. I'm not certain since you're human," he hesitates a bit and I pout at the word 'human'.

"Fair enough. We don't know much about you. Just the basics." "There's not much to know. You can call me Anaconda. Killing is a good hobby of mine, there's this stress-reliving quality it has to it that stupid people don't understand." The man's head narrowed slightly in thought, "Oh, and I'm not human." "Dammit, I knew it!" Adeladin hissed, banging his hand on the table. "That body of yours is not easy to find among humans."