Sabriel Supernatural Novels & Stories

As they walked through the valley, Sari said, “Your friend, he is a good man. But he is also a bomb. Which will explode." Shieena felt a sharp pain in her chest and looked at the goblin in disbelief: “But I thought you fixed him? You said he was ready." Sari stopped and said with a sad look in his eyes: “No Shieena. Some souls cannot be mended. I just extended the fuse. A child, torn from his mother at an early age, unloved by his father, betrayed by a woman he loved more than life, and manipulated by an evil creature that fuelled

CHAPTER 1- For a girl like me, being unusual is difficult; I was born with a gift called "Real Sight," which allows me to see things that regular people cannot. Spirits, apparitions, elements, and mythical creatures, to name a few. As a result, I preferred to avoid social situations. Others who are solely concerned with themselves can never understand how to live in the dark, surrounded by these strange creatures. After my father died, even my mother abandoned me. She cut me off from my only brother and placed me under the care of my grandmother.

The shop owner - a demigod guy - would rather flirt with young girls than really focus on magic research (of course, research would not get much better, but at least he tried to do something right? Balan Svartalf - the guy who looked like heaven with his shiny hair floating - sighed. He stuffed little brother a delicious sandwich with egg meat and then had a sigh with a chirping noise from his lips: "All right, now please explain to me why. Why did you run out of quartz? There was no one in this city that consumes as quickly as you. Even if you include summoned beasts, it is not even half that... Hold on!" Eden Noldorasga shyly avoided his gaze. He fixed his eyes on the pots of anti-magic-bl

The room was dimly lit, with shelves of ancient tomes and mystical artifacts lining the walls. ‌ As they approached the door, Andrei glanced at Sabrina, his eyes filled with assurance. "Moira's wisdom has guided our pack for generations, Luna Sabrina. She possesses a deep understanding of our history and the intricate tapestry of our supernatural world." ‌ Sabrina felt a mix of anticipation and trepidation, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that Moira had initially opposed the idea of her becoming the Luna, and she couldn't help but wonder how Moira's reception would be now.

But not guilt. “You’re a threat, Emily,” she said softly. “You were never meant to exist. The balance was already fragile, and you ,your power your very presence? It’s tearing the supernatural world apart.” Kiran lunged at her, Kaelos fully in control, but Sabine’s body flared with ancient runes an old curse, one that rendered her nearly untouchable. Kaelos was thrown back, slammed against the cliffside with a thud that cracked stone. “Coward!” Lucien snarled, eyes blazing red as he hurled a wave of dark magic at her, but Sabine deflected it with ease, her shield glowing with the power of the curse.

he spat, and I ducked through the door, Mara’s screams fading, conscious of nothing but the need to get to the ritual lab, to reach Damien before Tyler’s trap snapped shut around Julian, around us all. I staggered through the forest, my eyes swimming, blood leaking out of my side, my burnt arm pulsing, but I moved, moved in desperation, moved to put it right. I stumbled over a discarded Silver Veil tablet at the edge of the lab, the screen shattered, a faint glow still alive in the frost. I pounced on it, my fingers bloody wet, and swiped the screen, a file burst open, the type burning away in my head, “SABRINA DUKE, PHASE CATALYST.” I inhaled, my voice a shocked whisper, the shock freezing

“These are spell traces found at both attack sites. Unique, advanced witchcraft spells only high-ranking coven witches would know. These were not random acts of magic.” He tapped on the parchment, which began to glow faintly. “We’ve cross-checked the residue with known witches. This particular sequence matches one used by a witch named Sabean, one of the leaders of the rogue group. She’s the one we recorded during a secret meeting.” He motioned toward the Council’s crystal orb, and the playback bega…faint audio, but clear enough. Sabean’s voice rang out: “If they refuse us a seat, we burn the structure. Let the vampires and wolves kill each other, then we rebuild from the ashes.”

Those two didn't care about anything that didn't have to do with them. “Should I compel them to cooperate?” He whispered. “You wouldn't dare.” “Does it bother you that I'm a vampire?” “I'm a witch, Kael, I'm meant to be bothered.” He snorted. “I'm asking Sabrina not the witch.” I thought of everything I had heard about vampires while growing up. I thought of Kael; the spark in his eyes, how easy it was to talk with him, and how protective he had been of me the other day even when he had thought I hated him.

And Sabrina had known it too. Not only had she taken my place as Luna, but she was also trying to erase me completely. Maybe I should tell someone. But who was going to believe me? Sabrina had more power than I could dream of. She could command the Ornyth army with just a snap of her fingers. I’d be dead before anyone could say Jack. Cecilia poured sweet-smelling oil into her palm and rubbed it through my hair. Then her fingers began to massage. The sensation made my eyes flutter shut. For once, I let myself enjoy something.

Covering the fingers should be enough for this spell. “Khambasa ga saori.” The revelation spell. A green smoke billowed from where the seal was and I watched as it swirled upwards and formed the image of a little girl. Games, games, games. The devil likes to play games. I smirked. There were plenty of devils in this world, but only two came to mind that was this infuriating. This is either Sufians’ doing... or Nailah's. The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth. Sabrina’s not that experienced in infusing magic yet, so it can’t be her.