Samuel Colt Supernatural Novels & Stories

Adrian knelt beside Samuel, hands trembling, helplessness clawing at him. “Nathan… stay with me!” Samuel’s voice shattered, a scream that echoed across the burning city. The drones above faltered for a moment, sensing the surge of supernatural power radiating from the estate. Samuel’s eyes glowed brighter, his energy coiling like lightning, flares of molten gold igniting the walls, ripping drones from the sky in waves of destructive force. Nathan coughed one last time, a smile breaking through the pain. “Do… what… you must… fight… for… them… for the twins… for everything…” His hand fell limp against Samuel’s chest. He was gone.

"No. The legend of the origin of the wolves hid that part of the story, so as not to create panic in generation after generation. Samuel not only wanted to destroy Eleanor Samantha, but also wanted to kill each and every one of the werewolves, of her offspring." "Legend has it that he will always be reborn as Samantha's brother." "That's right," he agreed carefully. "That makes him Estelle's Uncle and yours." That I was afraid of. And to make matters worse, I had seen a thousand and one times those runes in the basement in the house where I grew up after the death of my parents, the one that belonged to my Uncle. I recognized them, my magic recognized them, and I had no doubt that Heath Domi

“Anyway, he has been possessing you. That is why you blacked out. He had control of your body. He-he made you do things.” “Things?” Molly grabbed her breast. “No! Not that kind of things. Things like find out… information.” Samantha struggled to get that out. Trying to find the right words. “Are you saying that I help steal information about our pack that allowed him to attack us? Thus resulting in the killing of everyone? Even Carter?” Her voice rose louder and louder. “Yes.” I answered for Samantha. She was looking down at her hands, ashamed. I crossed my arms over my chest as Colt glared at her through my eyes.

We walked straight over to Doran. “Doran, tell me more about what’s happened.” “It started a few hours ago, three of our warriors began feeling tingling in their hands. Then without warning, white sparks appeared. It’s started happening to me too. We wondered if it had anything to do with Thea now being part of the pack?” Thea looked at me. “Atlas, the tingling sounds right.” I looked around the pack members, surely this was impossible? I saw Thea’s father Robert some paces away.

Razali added. “Anything else?” “I had men sweeping the spot with the Colonel’s men.” ASP Wong said. “According to reports, nothing was found. Not yet.” Colonel stated. I smiled. This was a sign of a supernatural phenomenon where a human accidentally transgresses into the other arena, the non-human dimension, and becomes trapped there. They are therefore unseen by the humans even though they may be physically next to them. “If you look closer, I think the boys must have seen something... or someone.”

Salamander jumped at her brother again. "Ick... Yuck... Ugh... I'm covered by iguana's saliva!" Colt exclaimed while covering his face with both of his hands. Then, he started to pray, "Moon Goddess, spirits in the woods, all the stray dogs and cats I have survived in my life. Please give me the courage and tell me this is a nightmare. When I open my eyes, Jack will still be alive and I will be in bed..." When he finished the lengthy chanting and opened his eyes, Ms. Salamander was grappling with Mr. Salamander, opening her wide mouth right in front of Colt.

Nat called as she came up behind him. "If we can't retrieve Allena soul, then we can at least destroy this thing! He's probably using Allena to feed whatever creature is in there!" The other man moved forward, his blade coming out intent on striking. Jonathan sighed as he revealed himself, stepping in front of the blade and catching it with his bare hand. Sam eyes were wide and his mouth open in surprise to see the half devil there. These sorts of blessed weapons easily killed demons and vampires, but devil—especially ones as old and powerful as Jonathan. . . well they were little more than toys.

I snapped with hopes of getting back their attention. But Damian didn't respond to me, he didn't even look in my direction, instead, he tilted his head and observed the object. “And you say this will… cure me?” he asked Samuel. “I don’t know,” Samuel replied. “But it glows and has a hidden energy surge inside. I am confident that this is the cure,” he responded. What absolute nonsense!

Making an advance appointment isn't illegal, is it? She leaned closer to me, lowering her voice even further. "Take the money and forget about that 'hallucination' you saw on Amelia Fernandez. "Can you do that?" I looked down at the check. Six zeros, and the handwriting was clear. "Mark! Don't you dare take it!" Summer drew her gun and disengaged the safety. I picked up the check between two fingers. Then, right in front of Summer, I folded it twice and tucked it into my collar.

God knows how Ethan is going to track this thing, even though Connor reckon that there might be more than one. So this is a gamble, and the cards are not in our favor. But what is in my favor is that Edward, Breyden, and the Vampire Hunter are traveling in the car behind us. This gives me the opportunity to discuss my little beloved's creation. "Now," I start off with a bit of information that I doubt the boys know of yet, "You boys know that Samuel Colt has recently passed?" Connor looks over his shoulder and only but shakes his head at me, "No, did the old-timer finally kick the bucket?"