Novel & Cerita Samhain Supernatural

Patrick and Phillips began to chant, the crystals from the glove shone brighter as the chanted and harmonious rhythm, Lyra felt the flow of energy rushing through every part of her body. The atmosphere became suffocated, then eased into a relaxing air. They stopped and turned saying: “So as you must have heard, there are several types of supernatural beings using magic, through blood, nature, and even the spirit but the shamans' are the oldest of them all, for many years, shamans have been protectors of the spirit realm, shielding the path of life and death.” As he spoke, Lyra listened attentively. “They protect the world against creatures like Ogres that come to feast on flesh and blood. Th

“You had unprotected intercourse with a delinquent guy who had no future, and now we find out that he probably cast a spell on you from a cursed book he had from his cult?! What’s next? Are you going to tell me you’ll transform into this mythical being that teleports using shadows?! This is too freaky, Shyne! Oh my goodness!” “As much as I hate to agree with this woman, she’s right. I am in complete shock right now, and I can’t believe I almost had a delinquent addict who is also a spawn of Satan as a brother-in-law. Tell me honestly, did you do drugs while you were with him, or was that the black magic talking?” Izzy obviously wanted to be as dramatic as Perry but kept her composure.

Susannah said, shocking them all with her words. "You are related to the sisters of darkness, how? " Mrs Smith asked with a perplexed countenance. "Because we are from the same bloodline, " Susannah answered, satisfying their curiosity. "The same bloodline, I'm still lost," Eddie said, trying hard to believe what he just heard. "I'm a Hellenic witch while they are Gardnerian witches. Both from Artemis bloodline " Susannah said, trying to find a chair to sit on. "Artemis!!! " Mr Raphael and his wife exclaimed.

“For centuries we've been functioning, not only as a household brotherhood, but a global society. Our candidates increased by the year, before they winded up to the six picked each century. Six picked to guide the brotherhood into the next century. “The Sons of Hades survived many human conflicts because of the numerical limitation. That's why we remain one of the most secret societies on planet earth consisting of business men, entertainers, artists, and mostly, politicians.” “You want some tea?” El inquired. A stunned Lex couldn't answer. Tea was the last thing on his mind. A guard brings El a bottle of water, El opened it and gulped it down hungrily. “In the Sons, we are guided by an oath

Two years later Halloween returned with the main reason why it was created, to celebrate Samhain. Samhain is a Gaelic festival marking the end of the harvest season and the beginning of winter or better known as the darker half of the year. 6 years later the main purpose for Halloween was forgotten and it was now seen as a day where people share candy for trick or treat or act like ghost scaring the shit out of people. “that my dear is how Halloween came to stay. Any questions? Good because I have no answer to them.” I swallowed hard knowing that even if she made that up there was a high chance that 80% of it was true and even when Hazel honestly told me that she had no answers to my questio

He walked to him and wrapped him in his arms. "It’s a full moon tonight". Callum said. "It’s blue moon tonight". Stephen said. "Huh"? "It happens once every ten years. And for years I have spent it alone. You know at Blue Moon, the power of a Vampire is extended to much higher. It heightens all senses. It makes everything highly intoxicated". He was explaining in a husky voice, nipping on Callum 's shoulder. Callum craned his neck automatically but Stephen stopped him. "Don’t allow me Callum . I won’t be able to stop myself". He growled slightly.

“The house panicked, the crest awakened, and the queen’s enchantments stirred only when you came near.” I paused, choosing my words carefully. “I needed to understand whether it was the ring reacting to you… or something older. Something tied to her.” Samantha blinked, thrown off by the gravity of it. “So you dragged me into a haunted cemetery to run supernatural diagnostics?” “A crude interpretation,” I said. “But not entirely inaccurate.” I felt Samantha watching me — not with judgment, but with a cautious curiosity, as if she sensed there was more beneath my silence than I dared to share.

I wished with all my heart that Lucious hadn’t taken that smile away years ago. I looked back at the hidden bridge that connected the werewolf world to the human world. A wave of homesickness hit me. I didn’t know when I would return, but I prayed I would find my mother soon. Taking a deep breath, I turned and walked deeper into the forest. After a while, the trees began to thin, and a huge, luxurious mansion came into view. It stood right beside the border, like a fortress built between the human world and the werewolf realm.

she bowed her head and offered Electra a carved turnip. “Thank you,” Electra said, accepting the gift. The woman bowed slightly and then scurried away. “Turnip carving predates the pumpkin. The pumpkin is more of an American thing.” “I did not know that. I just thought we did turnips because we were werewolves,” he admitted as a woman gave them each a soul cake. “Just another part of our pagan heritage.” “Wiccan,” Electra said softly. “Halloween is based on the Wiccan holiday Samhain. Our lineage predates that branch of religion.”

Lillie Damon stared out the window of her cabin. The lightning in the midnight sky illuminated the forest on Slaughter Hill. Wind hissed through the forests. Thunder rang with a loud explosion that echoed for miles. She was determined it was a suitable midnight to cast a spell upon her suitor Paul. She went into the shower. Lying down on the counter was a comb that Paul used to comb his hair. Lillie picked up the hair from his comb. Lillie stepped onto the back deck and cleaned the soil off the underside of his loafers. She continued into the backyard and ignited a picture of him and picked up the ashes. She was squatting on the floor with torches all around her. The gleam of the torches pro