Sid Roth's It's Supernatural Novels & Stories

The light illuminated the space, full of old objects and stacked boxes. As she walked, a loose floorboard creaked beneath her feet. She bent down to see what it was and, with some effort, lifted the board. She found an old book, covered in dust, with a leather cover filled with drawings of supernatural creatures. Scarlett’s heart began to race; something about the book drew her in, as if it held secrets waiting to be discovered.

My God, one of these books was written by Sir Albert Rodriguez - a British Royal Historian. "Rodriguez has spent much of his life studying the Sangreal. I've met with him. He was actually a big part of my inspiration. He's a believer. Winston, along with all of the others on that list." "You're actually telling me that all of these historians actually believe…" Sullivan swallowed, apparently unable to say the words. "Laissez-le!" Sophie's shouts cut the air inside the taxi. "Put it down!" Jim jumped as Sophie leaned forward over the seat and yelled at the taxi driver. Jim could see the driver was clutching his radio mouthpiece and speaking to it.

she asked sweetly but we both knew she wasn't going to 'sweetly' take care of 'it. Sofia was the last supernatural being I was hanging onto. She was a reminder that he had existed, and that it wasn't just my mind playing tricks on me. He was real. What I felt for him was real. What happened that night with Hell on Earth was real… so where the fuck is Cyrus Sinclair? "Still no word?" her quiet voice wandered through the phone and I inhaled a deep breath. Goosebumps broke out on my skin and the hairs at the back of my neck stood. I felt the prying eyes once again, my usual visitor and I looked down at my own shadow.

I slowly lowered myself to the floor, my knees coming to rest beside the spilled water and shattered glass. Bella gasped softly and moved closer before carefully lowering herself to kneel beside me. We both stared at the mess in complete horror. Something deeply unnatural and terrifying was happening right before our eyes. The moment the tablet touched the water, it began bubbling violently. A faint hissing sound filled the room as the blue coating dissolved at an unnatural speed, releasing a strange bluish-gray substance into the water. Within seconds, the clear water had turned cloudy and murky.

“Take it easy on yourself. He was not a man. He was a predator who tried to take advantage and kill you. He got what he deserved,” “Are you saying that because Roxy turned into an acid-spewing demon made of rocks?” June asked April G. “Hey look, I have no idea what the hell Roxy turned into. With all these powers in monsters popping in and out, it would be nice if we had a little more info on it. But with Hughley out and about, I doubt we will be able to get any information on what we are up against,” Just as April G said those words, Madison looked over and saw a large book with a cat silhouette and three red diamonds playing across from each other.

His eyes, too, were dark with driven purpose and malice. He wore a vaguely military outfit of dark purple tunic and leggings. Then Ruslan noticed there were other men in the hall too. They stood stiff like a stone by the walls. They were garbed in flowing grey robes which gave them a clerical air. Yet power and magic seemed to emanate from them in waves so palpable, Ruslan could almost touch it. After one long look at those strange people, he knew he would much rather face the Groundsler. "So," said the man in the purple robe, rubbing the beast's hideous head as he gazed at his captive, "I have heard that my dear daughter is back, is that true?"

The whispers of rubbish filled my ears as I struggled to listen to what Khloe had to say. It felt like the voice which whispered was all around me. I couldn't hear anything other than whispers and from the ghost whisper sounds which I heard, nothing meaningful was to make for it. I tried to listen carefully to the voice note of Khloe but suddenly, out of the phone which I held, the following was said and this wasn't the voice of Khloe. "The doom of all man and all supernatural creatures is by the cause of your hand, you have plagued the world, John Ozais Screeman."

Jo turned around. A blue glow surrounded Ryker’s arm from Scott’s touch. It was working. “Holy hell indeed,” Jo agreed. Ryker’s annoying chuckle rumbled beneath the pants of pain. He really was able to change himself into a Guardian. How the hell was that possible? She didn’t get a chance to ponder it for long. From a tunnel on the other side of the opening, she heard a scream she’d only heard a time or two in her life. That was her aunt. Cass rarely screamed about anything, so whatever was wrong was really wrong.

Olivia said. “You have no right to mention my grandfather,” Roxy said to the director who surprisingly was threatened by Roxy’s assault. “I am truly sorry for everything that took place in Sioux Falls. I can’t blame you for hating me,” “Than why are you keeping the soul for real?,” “I have my orders, but I realize that doesn’t change the past. After the soul has been neutralize and both realms are safe, you may take your revenge and end me,” “Director. You don’t mean that,” Sarah said. “I mean, SPEAR needs…,”

When she was sure that no one was nearby, she added, "It's about Cassidy's daughter." The man shrugged her hand away with a tight frown. "I've never been a fan of Cassidy since I turned. Her daughter and I also have no business together." "I knew you'd say this." Rose said as she forced herself to smile. "I keep having frequent visions, flashes about the downfall of the supernaturals." Her words soon caught his attention. "Can you elaborate more on this."