Paranormal Round Table Novels & Stories

"No don't worry, there was a werewolf protection fund shared today, Shepherd thinks it's useless keeping all that money in the welfare bank if it's all going to blow away soon so..." "Oh..." I nodded and returned the card. I drummed my fingers against the round table that separated us, it was a four seater table and we sat across from each other. I looked around with all the golden and crystal chandeliers, all the excessive decorations that filled the room, it was amazing if I was being honest.

The council hall smelled of fresh‑cut wood and old stone. Aria paused on the threshold with Kael at her side, taking in the space they’d rebuilt out of the ruins of the old royal audience chamber. No dais. No throne. Instead, a great round table filled the center of the room—thick oak banded in iron, its edge carved with wolves, moons, wheat, river fish, and even the simple tools of human trades. The symbols ran together in an unbroken circle.

Everything that I have seen so far in Lucern’s castle has been handcrafted to perfection with the most vivid details etched into the wood. As for the coffee table placed in the center of the large room, a scene that could be straigh from the bible was depicted on it. A beautiful picture of Angels and Demons fighting with a mix of Lycan, Humans and Witches mixed together in between them. The group in the middle was not only fighting the Demons that were coming from down below, but also the Angels that were raining down lightning on the group.

“....ANSWER ME!!..DO YOU UNDERSTOOD!!…” I pressed him further, showing to the room my resolution, I smacked the table once again, but these time. The table gave up and split into 2 with a loud boom, with splintered flying everywhere, Luckily Elijah and Rafaela was quick to react, both of them cast a protection spell inside the meeting room, Elijah cast her magic on the table, made it stayed on it’s place and instantly mended the table back together, Rafaela cast a magic to stop the splinter from flying away an hurt anyone, as for Bina, she was quick to hold the table.

We were just in the seventh hall and I was already feeling overwhelmed, Paranormal High is really beautiful. "Here we are!" Lyra exclaimed , we were with some Paranormal High students entering the dining hall. I gasped at the sight before me. "The dining hall was impressive, with long tables lined up in a row, each accompanied by a matching chair. Along the sides, a sprawling buffet offered an astonishing array of different dishes, each one more tantalizing than the last and a floating table with six chairs." "Let's get some foods first" Lyra said and pulled me closer to the foods. My saliva almost dripped as I saw and inhaled the food. So fragrant! I got some food and after that we walked c

He grew up in a pack where shifting in front of one another normally and when you shift back you don’t have clothes that automatically cover you. "How about we eat?" Arden asked. Aurora nodded and walked over to the table that sat in the center of the room. It was a round table with four chairs placed around it. It was a dark wood as well with a black lantern and candle placed in the center. The place mats were a black material as well.

I was socializing in a banquet hall when a glass of wine was suddenly poured over me. Lila stood before me, looking obnoxious as she fixed a revolted gaze on me. "Why do you haunt me like a ghost, Holly? Today is my mother's birthday—who allowed you to be here? "How can someone of your social status deserve to be here? I bet you came here to try to latch onto someone rich. How disgusting! I don't care how you sneaked in here, but you need to get the hell out now!"

Chapter 12 "You're just going to pee, but you're holding your stomach? Does your stomach hurt?" I just laughed and pulled her towards the table since the boys were already seated one by one. "Never mind all the things you're noticing. Let's go before Clara beats us to the good seats when she comes back." I held her by the arm and pulled her away from where we were standing. It would be bad if ghosts appeared while we were chatting here, right? So, this was the seating arrangement at our round table: Clara, then Miggy, then Xhea, followed by Marco, me, Señorito, Kyo, and Kia.

He sighed, crouching beside me on the floor, I could tell his eyes were filled with pity and regret “I'm sorry Tracey, but, you should know I have no say in this. As he spoke, a lump formed in my throat, and I swallowed it down, my eyes reddened from the reality of the situation. There was no way breaking down right now, in front of Ryan would help in any way. All I needed to do was to think of a way out—and fast. Ryan grabbed my arm, pulling me to my feet. “Come on, Tracey. It’s time.” I yanked my arm free, glaring at him. “Where are you taking me?” “My job is done here, and You're going to meet the round table,” he explained, his face devoid of emotions. The round table? What was that? Bef

"For now, let's get this porch fixed." Stepping through the shadows, Elizabeth entered the Great Hall. In the middle of it was a giant table with large, ornate chairs fit for a king. Elizabeth stared across the large, wooden table at the other members of the Society. Five of them were here in person, but the other six were represented only by shadows, hovering entities broadcast across thousands of miles through a form of astral projection, though Sarah had called it a Shadow Skype Call. The empty seat to her left simply had a black rose on it, left there by one of the other members. She pulled her seat out and sat down slowly, gazing at the others defiantly. In reality, she should probably