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Red was looking at him as if he had grown two horns and then she said,” why are you telling the stories of your sexual exploits with a vampire woman?” “Maybe I wanted you to know that all kinds of supernatural creatures are there and we are all not as bad as you think we are,” said Samuel and Red scoffed and said,” Are you going to tell me that you can read my mind now?” “Maybe I want to make sure that you know that what you are up against and make you aware about it,” said Samuel with a cocky grin and Red looked at him in shock.

Susannah said, moving ahead of Dave and Carson which got the two guys laughing, and instantly, the unknown figures vanished. " Wait, where did they go?". Susannah asked, looking everywhere. "Maybe they are ghosts". Dave said and laughed. "Come on, are ghosts real?". Carson replied to him with a question. "Are you fucking kidding me?. Beasts exist, werewolves exist and you're telling ghosts don't exist?". Dave replied to him hilariously. "Guys, I can sense Princess Diana's presence". Susannah said which made Dave and Carson move closer to her.

Sam emerged from the spiritual energy now with his new arsenal granted to him by a mysterious on looken. Shirley stood up startle dby the young voodooist new weapons with her attention mostly centered on his staff. “The haunted Orphan?” Shirley questioned. That’s impossible. “Is that what this is called?” Sam asked. While look into the yes of the skull. The empty sockets glew green as Sam’s pupils did the same, attering his demeanor in the process to a more vulgar tone. “Let’s paint this garbage ass apartment with your blood, plant bitch. Sam said with a sinister smile.

Everyone was facing one direction and so did their group of six. At exactly two a woman walked to the front where the dishes would be on display, followed by two other women and two men. The woman was the one that started to talk, “Good afternoon everyone, first we want to welcome you all to Supernatural University. Some of you may already know that this is not a regular university and there are many supernatural beings that attend this university. Our dorm is assigned to humans alone as we are deemed to be a kind that shouldn’t know of the existence of other beings that live among us, but because of our family or friends that are of another breed, we are also qualified to attend this univer

Because of fear their ridiculous things would reveal the secrets of the whole community, they were also to be watched by the Magic Council. One other side was to be inhabited by witches, wizards, vampires, werewolves, and hybrids of all kinds of all races. Races were compatible, who tended to congregate in one area of course. No one had the spare time to deal with hordes of supernatural beings that were always ready to make trouble and capable of inflicting terrible damage if fought.

"That ones pretty much the same principle as our 'weakness to sunlight'. We definitely had reflections so then people just assumed that we weren't vampires." I read off the next one. "They thought that you guys didn't sleep?" "Vampires back then played a lot with the fact that people thought that we were supernatural. Half of the things on this list were things that the vampires back then made up for fun." I pursed my lips out in thought as I read over the rest of the list. "I'm guessing that being 'unable to enter a household without invitation', 'inability to cross running water', and 'weakness to crosses' are also in that category?" I wondered.

The hood over his face pooled in his eye sockets and nasal cavity. The phantom advanced in broken movements. He held out bone fingers as if scraping the air. I screamed for the life of me. “Get that thing away from me now!” “Silence, Shannon,” Samael demanded. “Where are your manners?” The phantom tilted its head. I could swear it snickered with a voice like dry desert wind. “They jumped ship when you summoned a skeleton.” “I SEE YOU HAVE DISCOVERED ANOTHER ACCESSORY, SAMAEL.” Dumah hissed, drawing out Corpseboy's name. His voice was like scraping knives

Mike asked sarcastically. "It has to do with you because you are the host of the Demon Hybrid and that makes you a supernatural,one of us to be precise" "But you haven't told us how this tale has to do with our time,this era is the 21st century.supernaturals ain't real girl so come off it" Sammie bursts out angrily. "No that's where you are wrong Sammie, supernaturals are real name whatever creature you know of,they are real and if you want to see them then let's get to the supernatural realm" Allegra countered Sammie.

I blinked. “No. This is all crazy, but I don’t want to forget. All this finally makes the things I’ve unintentionally overheard you say on the phone make sense. The supernatural is real. My new best friend is a badass daughter of an alpha werewolf, and my chunk friend with benefits is a sex cambion. I don’t want to return to having secrets between us.” I shook my head.

mom told me it was a given to us but she never really went into details because I was a child, I should have asked her further “ I pulled her into me again. “ but this? I got it once when Tristan tried to bond with me during the blood moon night , lightning struck and when I woke up I had this” “ Do you know who these supernaturals are? “ I asked, stroking her head gently. “ Leaders, made to rule the wolf's age, but their main leaders were killed so then they ended up stranded because there's a connection that binds us together and without the leaders it can't happen “ She didn't need to talk, I knew who they were. “ Yet I killed them, I don't know how but I killed my parents and I only ha