Sam Supernatural Novels & Stories

Then her voice: "Sara? Yes, I'm seeing it too. Get your equipment and get over here. And call the council. They're going to want to see this." I looked at my family – my vampire husband now sparkling with cosmic potential, my daughter glowing with new hybrid power, and our void being friend practically vibrating with excitement. "Well," I said, watching as my own form settled into something that felt more right than either cosmic or human had alone, "I guess the supernatural world is about to get a lot more interesting." First's form brightened. "Like when try new recipe with grilled cheese?" I sighed. Some things, apparently, never evolve.

“I was just being nice. It's me thanking you for bringing me home and helping with my car. I would have been stranded if not for you” “I don't mind. Anything for you” She cleared her throat. “So what's all the fuss about this curfew and security? Should we be worried? Are there mountain lions in the woods now?” He sat up with a serious face. “Samantha, you should be careful. I don't want you walking around at night. It's dangerous” “Why? What could happen in this small town?” He scoffed. Only if she knew there was a lot beyond the physical. Supernatural beings lived in this town and now there was a supernatural killer on the loose. “A lot can happen. Just be careful. You and your mother”

It was time to explore the wider supernatural world and seek out opportunities for growth and collaboration. Guided by my intuition and a hunger for knowledge, I embarked on a journey accompanied by a select group of trusted pack members. Our destination: the Supernatural Council—an assembly of influential leaders from various supernatural communities. As we arrived at the grand Council Hall, a magnificent structure that exuded power and ancient wisdom, we were greeted by a diverse array of creatures—vampires, witches, shapeshifters, and more. The air buzzed with anticipation, as if the very walls of the hall held the secrets of the supernatural realm.

said Clay. Jenna sighed, “There is nothing in any of our history books about this war. Supernaturals are just make-believe.” Clay nodded, “But you came from a different timeline, so maybe you’re the key to changing everything.” "In books, supernaturals are scary. Vampires kill humans and drink their blood, dragons are ferocious, werewolves are feared, and witches are deemed crazy.” Jenna said with a look of worry on her face. Both men smiled, “So most of that is true, but we all follow rules and a code.”

I’m used to Jonathan’s crazy inventions, but that’s different from all this. I am not used to the idea of there being werewolves and vampires. If they are real, what the fuck else is? Fairies? Leprechauns? Genies? Legit, how much of Supernatural is real? Are there hunters out there like Sam and Dean? Is there a God? If he’s anything like Chuck, it would explain why the world is fucked.

she muttered and I looked at her, confused. "What do you mean?" I asked, confusion written all over my face. With a sigh, Flora said, "what I mean is this, Diana just gave birth to a supernatural." 'A supernatural?' I thought. 'What did she mean? Aren't we all supernaturals?' As if reading my thoughts, Flora said, "we are all supernaturals but there are supernaturals of supernaturals. Look at me for example. I am a werewolf, clearly a supernatural but I was blessed and gifted wit supernatural powers from the moon goddess, making me a supernatural of the supernatural." All she said was kind of confusing and clear at the same time.

"Back out-" "No, you back off Seb. Are you all happy? The war just begun....your mum has to kneel. Sasha is the queen of all the supernaturals. You just don't defile her and think she will let you go away with it. She has enough connections to wipe us out, us been alive is because of her generosity. We both know the Darc won't condone -" "They are not the Darc-" "Exactly Aiden. They are stronger, they are not the head for no reason. She is the freaking sourde de San for a goddamn reason. You don't know the amount of power- physical power. Powers like fire, air, etc they can will-"

Astrid's brows furrows as she pondered, "Do supernaturals work as bodyguards for humans?" "Absolutely," Elena replies, "In fact, supernaturals make up more than fifty percent of the security industry. They often keep their true nature hidden, especially when working with human clients. It's a matter of blending in and not drawing unnecessary attention."

said the familiar female voice. It was his mother, followed by his father and his siblings. What were they doing here? They weren't supposed to be here. Elijah got up and stood next to Rebekah. The footsteps approached, until they stopped in the same place. All the newcomers' eyes were on Helena. "But what...?" Sam stammered. It is forgotten for the rest of the world that something terrible happened somewhere, except for those who are part of the supernatural and know about it. That's what happened to them.

Kids jumping up and down. I stood there on that stupid crate while they chanted and for the first time in years the hole in my chest felt smaller. Like maybe it could actually close one day. I wasn’t the broken omega they threw away anymore. I was Luna. I was vengeance. And I was bringing hell home.