Sobrenatural Romane & Geschichten

“Feels like we just showed him the best we have.” “Not yet,” Damian said firmly. “We’re not at our best. But he doesn’t know that.” What He Was Mia looked at Sybil. “What was he?” “Something old,” Sybil said. “Not a hybrid. Not a creature. Something… beyond. His power didn’t clash with ours. It bent everything around it. That level of control—” She shook her head. “It’s like fighting gravity.” Leif shifted uncomfortably in his chair. “Then how do we beat something like that?”

My abdomen is sunken in as if I’m on the verge of starvation and my legs are twisted in horrific and unnatural angles. ‘Oh God, what’s happening to me?’ Another crack resounds through the streets and this time I scream as the pain grips me. My arms contract against me and I can feel the unnatural form of them. ‘This is a hallucination, nothing more. It’s not real. Beat it, Olivia. It’s not real!’ More hot, burning, and sharp, stabbing pain washes over me, forcing me to tuck into a fetal position while I gasp and cry out. ‘Oh god, oh shit! I can’t! I can’t do this! Oh God, I’m dying! I don’t want to die!’

It was possible that a nutritious breakfast would lift my spirits so I crawled into the kitchen, prepared the food and started checking my phone while eating breakfast, initially I was very relieved to see that I did not have any missed calls from unknown numbers, but something caught my attention, it was a private message I received on F******k. “You want to believe that you love Isaac, but in reality you only feel sorry for him, you haven't managed to forget me and you won't either. You may want to make me jealous with him but let me tell you that I don't care in the least, anyway you are not going to last at all.”

Lucas teased, grinning at Raphael. "This is Scuttlebutt, my loyal familiar," I said, beaming with pride as I scratched behind Scuttle's ears. "And that's Jinks, Lucas's faithful familiar." Raphael's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Familiars, you say? I'm not familiar with the concept." I chuckled at the pun, launching into an explanation. "Familiars are supernatural beings with the ability to shapeshift. They're powerful, and magical, and serve as our protectors and guides. They amplify our abilities and assist us in mastering our craft." Raphael's eyes widened, intrigued. "Fascinating! I think I might need a familiar of my own. Where do I sign up?"

As soon as Teresa left the room, I reached over for the burner phone and my little recorder that had already been prepped. He fumbled the phone from his pocket and answered on the third ring, and I hit play. His eyes widened, and he started looking around the room as if afraid. I removed the recorder and spoke to him for the first time. "This is Gabriel, Sofia's son. You don't have long to live. In the next few minutes, you will lose the ability to speak, your limbs will atrophy, and your airwave will be blocked."

“How is that possible?” “The radio, and the NES officers…” Ronnie stared at Aislen as if searching for teeth. “They said that this is a war against supernaturals. We thought they were whacked in the brain. But my mother kept saying that it was true but that the supernaturals weren’t hurting anyone…” Her mum was a supernatural, Aislen thought immediately or knew one. “We have lived along side with humans this entire time,” Aislen told her gently. “Your mother is right.”

"I have a theory." Draco said as he flipped the pages of the old book. It was called the book of supernaturals. A small leather bound book that had information on every recorded supernatural. Gabriel had called Draco the minute he left Elliot who had been thoroughly confused by his request. Draco had come over quickly and Gabriel ushered him into his study and locked the door behind them. It was still early, too early for Lori to wake up so he knew they had a few more minutes to themselves before she woke up.

"I have already told you to never joke about Khalil like this, did you even hear what you said" She didn’t utter a word as she fell to the ground and started laughing, "You are a fool, an absolute fool" She giggled Noor has no idea what her life will become if she gets addicted to drinking alcohol, I know she wasn’t in her right senses when she said that but I’m sure she could also say something like that even if she wasn’t drunk. I was about to talk when my phone rang, I looked at the number calling and it was Aunt Sabina. I’m sure she didn’t want to call me but had no choice as Noor might have not answered her call.

The unfortunate thing about beings with a soul is that it is quite easy for them to become corrupt. There is never a shortage of bad people out there that the long arm of the law is overlooking. It’s even worse when it’s a paranormal, as our laws… tend to overlook things. The absolute worst, however, is when one of us commits crimes against a human. Their superhuman abilities make it easy to never pay for their crimes.

Instead of feeling guilty by Celene's speech, Rebecca chuckled and got up, "I'm glad you've finally come to your senses." She stood up and left the room. On her way out of the compound, her phone rang. "Rebecca, I'm afraid things are really going bad over here." M said from the other end of the line. "What do you mean?" Rebecca asked dispiritedly. "The population of Supernaturals in Texas has drastically reduced. Not only are some packs left without an Alpha, witches are also ending up dead every night. And they always have a sword piercing their skull and the letter 'X' tattooed in their eyeballs whenever they are found."