Psychics Supernatural Novels & Stories

Four more pack members circled closer now, their humanoid forms glowing faintly under the firelight, similar broad chests, corded muscles, claws glinting and eyes shimmering with that otherworldly amber hue. Their cocks stood hard and ready, ridged shafts pulsing with need, knots already swelling at the bases. The air thrummed with their collective energy, a paranormal bond that wrapped around me like invisible threads, pulling me deeper into their world. My pussy clenched emptily, a fresh wave of slick arousal leaking down my legs. I should've been spent and my body sore from the claim but it seems their supernatural stamina seeped into me too, like their regenerative heat mending my ache a

The woman I'd requested Leo to call walks into my office, the infamous mind-reading, future-seeing psychic. You know, the one who claims to possess abilities that defy human logic? Yeah, I call her a witch. Not because I'm being facetious but it's all the same to me. Telepathy, clairvoyance, witchcraft… it's all just a bunch of mumbo jumbo designed to impress and intimidate.

I asked. He looked at me, taken aback by my question, as if not expecting it. "Of course he said, did you think werewolves were the only supernatural alive" his voice, a deep rumble ending in a chuckle. Wow, my eyes widened. "What other supernaturals are there?" I asked. "Well, there are the fae, the spirits, the ancient trees, just like you saw, the changelings, the seers, there are even some humans with special abilities that can access the supernatural," he said.

"He's supposed to be dead, Marie. But Harver never told us that he was a psychic " "A psychic. That's how he was able to do a lot of things. Like tracking". "If we want to stand a chance against Harver, we'd have to find a way to sever his connection to the Universal Mind". "That's why we have to find Joe Wolford". "Who's he? " "A psychic. The first psychic Demon in over a century. If Harver absorbs Joe's powers, it's all over". "What do we do? " "There's no way he'd let me get to Joe".

“Physical vampires?” He slowly shook his head. “It is not that I discount it, necessarily. It is that I have yet to see an example of it with my own eyes. I’ve seen horrible, awful things. I’ve seen perfectly healthy people have psychotic breaks. Completely unexplained. Could this be accounted to demonic possession? Yes. Could it be accounted to vampirism? Perhaps. In my view, it doesn’t really matter what you label it. What you have is an unexplained event that is outside the guise of normal—thus, para-normal.

He was abruptly interrupted. "I know what a parapsychologist is, thank you. The study of the unknown," Vivian interjected, displaying her knowledge. The British man smiled, his eyes fixed on Vivian. "Of course you do. Well, you see, I believe so much in the existence of the supernatural world and its incredible creatures like werewolves and vampires. But I haven't been fortunate enough to come across one before. Anyone who has encountered them must be really special," he said, his voice filled with longing.

Moonlight Mystics & Charms. Interesting. It wasn’t gaudy like the rest lining the road. The front window displayed crystals and protective symbols, and a sign advertised the services of a psychic. Skeptical but curious, I jogged across the pavement. Humans loved to scam each other with fake magic they didn’t understand. Charlatans posed as psychics for a quick buck, pretending to speak with the dead while never noticing the real magic around them. But as I got closer, I felt the magic emanating from the store. Static buzzed through the air, a continuous hum that only other supernaturals could perceive. I’d been around Tobias enough to recognize the real deal.

"Hahaha! What can you do to me? You can't handle a low spirit like that woman, but you wanted to banish me from this place?!" Suddenly, the incubus fly towards him and in a blink of an eye, he already stand an inch in front of Alka and whispered on Alka's ear, "You're just a psychic, who invites spirits and demons like us to get to you. But I'm not greedy to take over your body and soul for myself." Alka pushed Lascivia away, "So you think I'm weak to throw you out?" "Aren't you?" Lascivia snapped his finger and Alka can't move a finger at all in an instant.

She could hear the concern in Kat's voice when she spoke, "what's happening? Lyra talk to me." Lyra inhaled, gnashing her teeth in dismay, "I keep having these dreams, something keeps calling to me. I do things out of the normal that I end up not remembering. I feel myself changing Kat, something is taking over me." She exhaled heavily after her rantings. "Whatever it is have you tried seeing a psychologist?" Lyra let out another stream of sobs, "these has nothing to do with a psychologist Katherine, it's dark and evil and I can feel it. These are things of the spirit. Do you believe in the supernatural? Do you believe in magic?"

But she still listened in, while awaiting the verdict of the boss of the clique, whose nostrils were already flaring in anger at her earlier statement. "Well, they seem to possess supernatural abilities, although no one could testify to that though. They just have this dark aura, and the knack to make someone or something disappear, especially if the person had entered their black book knowingly or unknowingly." "Hmm, I think there are others like them though. Although, theirs are subdued." "Honestly, I don't believe in this shit. They are just rich kids with money power. And you know that money can do everything, including making someone to disappear.