Shtriga Supernatural Novels & Stories

Fell to the floor. We were still connected. We were both dying. Reya must perform the forbidden ritual. A severing of the soul. Her wolf fights it. Her body breaks. On the other side of the continent, Tristan collapses. The bond is about to snap… and with it, something ancient wakes

The northern rift. But it wasn’t dormant anymore. The air around it shimmered, forming shapes—faces half-formed, eyes glowing, hands reaching. Nella whispered, “They look like us.” “They are us,” Sybil said grimly. “Echoes from when the resonance mirrored our souls. But now it’s bleeding both ways.” Damian drew his sword. “We seal it before it grows.” As he stepped closer, the rift pulsed violently. The faces solidified, stepping out of the light as spectral versions of the Hybrids themselves—reflections twisted by the balance Mia created.

It had been weeks since she defeated Draven, and she had been diligently fulfilling her duties as the chosen one. As she turned a corner, she stumbled upon a hidden alleyway, filled with secretive whispers and darting shadows. Curiosity piqued, Scarlett cautiously made her way towards the hidden commotion. She peered through a cracked wooden door, her eyes widening at the sight before her. A group of rebels, supernaturals from all walks of life, huddled together in a dimly lit room. Their faces bore the scars of past battles, their eyes filled with a burning determination. Scarlett recognized them as individuals who had long spoken out against the oppressive ruling council, seeking to bring

he explained. "There’s Luneris, for werewolves. Virelle, for hybrids and rare supernatural beings. Aurora, for witches. And Noxtera, for vampires. So, sweetheart, which do you belong to?" "Hmm... I... I..." "I what?" he asked as we climbed the stairs. "I don’t know yet. I don’t have my powers." "Oh, I see. That means you belong to Virelle for hybrids. I belong there too. I’m just supernatural. Come on, let’s get you to your room."

Clarissa said, but I could hear the fear in her broken voice. “What nonsense, your life is also important!” I snapped back at her even if I knew deep down I would prioritize Earis's life above all. “What is wrong with Earis?” Akira asked. “It's the Neurophaga, I'm not certain but I think Nuel did something to her,” I responded. “There's no time to guess, you know what it does!” I barked, my restraint snapping. “Brother… it's fine, you can go!” Those were the last words I heard from Clarissa because a shiver of rage ignited in my chest. Strigha was done waiting and he clawed his way out. He had never truly taken his Lycan form in so long, but this time he did.

But to her surprise none came, she opened her eyes and found the two Strife's in what she called monstrosities. “Shizuki, don't be scared cause we look this way. We have supernatural abilities, we showed this because we wanted you not to fear for our safety.” Lucifer said and dispersed her Metaphysical Essence prompting her devilish wings and horns to vanish. Rogue nodded with her, and made his bodhisattvas to vanish from his shoulders. He grinned at Shizuki and stood up from where he was sitting, he walked to her side and placed a hand on her head.

DEX-10 ATK-390. STR-130 SPEED-41. AGI-41 MP-50. INT-10 [Skills: Swarm sense(Elite) Undying(Unique) Blood Drain(Elite)] [Horrid flying creature created from a cross between Cave Bat and Vampiric Mosquito. Its legs end in sharp pincers, and its long needle proboscis slashes the air as it seeks its next meal. Stirges are undying beings that feed on the blood of living creatures, attaching and draining them slowly. Stirges are controlled by an Undead Lich.]

Her Stalker is a stalker-age-gap dark romance not recommended for those under 17. Triggers include extreme sexual content, voyeurism, profanity, and dark themes. *Read at your own discretion. This story is about a stalker's love and determination for the girl he set his sights on a long time ago. Brixton started watching Harley, or his little bird when she was starting high school, and she never had a clue... But what happens when his secret is revealed?