Sabriel Supernatural Novels & Stories

Sable closed her eyes and took a deep breath, centering herself in the knowledge that she had always strived to uphold peace and protect all living beings. With conviction in her heart, she reached for the staff once more. As her hands closed around it, a surge of brilliant light coursed through her, imbuing her entire being with its power. Sable could feel the ancient magic flowing through her veins, intertwining with her own elemental abilities. She knew that she had been chosen for this task, and she would not let the realm be consumed by evil. Finally heading back to the castle to her mates Jericho and Torin. Sable runs into trouble and gets sent to another realm where pure evil lives. F

“I´ve discovered that the spell will only be reversed if she destroys the soul. Although for her to accomplish such a feat, she´ll need to harness a vast amount of mystical energy.” “You mean like a celestial event?” “But there aren´t any significant celestial events right now.” Lucas seems confused. “How about a mystical nexus?” Sabine turns towards Amelia. “You taught me before that its magic may be harnessed. Perhaps it´s sufficient to destroy a soul.” “There aren´t many mystical nexuses around this side of the world.”

“Well, that’s why we, I mean Atlas thinks, your other abilities may be more prominent” I wasn’t sure I could deal with anymore bizarre information but I needed to know. “What other abilities?” “Thea, werewolves are part of the supernatural world. There are others who also live in it. From what you’ve told me, it is likely you have the powers of a mage”. “What is a mage?” “Mages possess magic. They are more powerful than werewolves. They are able to control, destroy or renew the elements around them”. My head was swimming, “I…don’t understand”. Bessie reached for my hand, and gently held it between her own. “When that man tried to touch you, I think you unconsciously spelled yourself to be su

She remained deep in thought and did not noticed the displayed air that caused the fire to flicker. “Hello, Ari.” A giggle sounded from the dark at the back of the room causing Arabella to jump. “Syble!!! What are you doing here? Does the Mother know you have left the nest again?” Syble was a Lorelei, one of the siren people under Mother’s wing. She was in the habit of skipping out from the other realm every chance she got. The girl caused Mother great stress with her antics, but Mother spoiled her rotten at the same time.

Grandma continued. Sybil smirked as she walked toward her abandoned home. She retrieved the spellbook and handed it to her grandma. In front of a hundred people, she set her house ablaze and calmly entered. Though bystanders watched a young girl go inside, not a single scream was heard. Sybil had mastered the art of manipulating death. When the flames finally died down, there was nothing left—no trace of Sybil's existence, except for her relentless pursuit of power and dominion over all.

Sabrina sits on the ground facing the stones. "I know you're there. You mind as well come out, Xavier", Sabrina says, and I stiffen up. How does she know my name? As if she is reading my mind, she stands up and turns around. Her eyes are glowing blue. Her aura is pure white, and it is blazing. It is not Sabrina. Her body is being used as a vessel. I come out of the shadows and step into view. "Selene" bowed, and she smiled. Well, this is working out perfectly.

“Sahara owns a gladiator club downtown that is supposed to be designed to look like the Colosseum. However, her money comes from a fighting arena that she runs in the club. According to sources, a woman resembling Marael has been seen around the club. It’s likely that Marael might be living there or having a few meetings with Sahara. Sahara was a very powerful witch in her coven. She might be helping her find other possible candidates for the ritual. And now that Fallon has taken the girl back, it might be possible that Marael will try for her again. My sources say that Sahara is looking for a new fighter in her ring. Apparently, her prizefighter was in an accident after getting stupidly dru

I explained. They all went silent as they tried to process the information. "That is strange, Alex, I have never read anything like that in the Chosen One book. The book never mentioned a hybrid having three spirits. I mean, hybrids consist of different genes but this information you shared is new." Sabrina uttered suspiciously.

I don’t want to get killed because of some shit he’s toting around in that case. “I see. And what are we working on that required….” I paused and sniffed the vile. “Holy blood? Not a very common thing. Finding someone who is not just pure but holy isn’t easy. And here I thought I was the blood snob.” I snorted. “It is a potent anti-magic spell. Aunt Sarael invented the spell, like our guild’s talismans but to be modified to target certain types of supernatural creatures.” Khalid explained. “Isis, can you grab a bowl so we can start this? Then I have enough empty canisters that we can fill to use.”

Deeper and hatred. Sabrina. She was clad in shimmering silver, eyes glowing unnaturally bright. Not from rage. Not even from vengeance. No, this was divine. The Moon Goddess’s mark pulsed along her skin, veins like strands of starlight. She wasn’t a wolf anymore. She was something older. Something borrowed. A puppet. A puppet, a dysfunctional goddess who thought she could have everything. Sabrina. The real one. The golden-haired wolf meant to be my match, riding at Ilyas’s side like some cursed queen. She was everything Kayah