Supernatural 1967 Impala Novels & Stories

"Hey Chief-- I just got word the suspect's car was seen parked at 1201 Old Leesburg Highway." Bonnie Jane said, knowing Jimmy was heading home and most likely would want to check it out. James’s ‘Jimmy’ Verspea pulled the cherry red 1969 Ford Shelby Mustang over and looked out across the field. He couldn’t recall the last time he saw it green this time of the year. "Dispatch," he rubbed his temple, deciding if he really wanted to take the call or go home. "BJ,” he replied. Though her name was Bonnie Jane, he liked calling her by her office nickname. “Tell Joshua I'll handle the call, I'm already there."

“This is beyond your hands, sweetheart.” I shut up. In a blur we were out of the house. It was even more horrific in daylight. Damien's truck had plowed into the driveway. I lay down on the back seat, woozy. The graveyard wailed and cursed us, and he cursed back, shooting the heads off the statues. The bartender wore chains of bullets under his leather jacket, burly arms moving like lightning as he drove with his knees and reloaded. The four-wheel drive plowed through skeletons, wheels studded with chains. A white and red wolf flanked us. He spoke to them in a bestial tongue. The werewolves chased Pallor away then doubled back, shifting to humans. “Tina,” Damien said lowly. He tos

“Conlan Frasier at your service, my angel.” I wrap my hand around his and smile when he kisses my hand. That’s when I notice the mark. Supernatural beings are usually identified in several ways. Demons, werewolves, vampires, and other underworld creatures usually have a tattoo of some kind. Angels do not. I mean, we can have tattoos, but we’re not born with them, and they certainly don’t look like they can come out of your body.

Zylo asked then the human like creatures run towards them. Zylo and the others became werewolves and they protected Alexis from those creatures. They killed them using their sharp claws and teeth. When Alexis saw the blood around her, she saw a lot images that she didn't know where it came from. It is an image of her mom full of blood all over her and even her dress has blood. She got scared and because of that they heard a noise like there's a breaking glass. •*•*•*•* Here in the Vitadinem, the girl in a red dress stops from grabbing the herbs from the ground and look up to the sky.

"He-I think we broke up." The bed creaks when she sits on the edge beside me. "Because of you being here?" I nod, blinking back tears. "Yeah, he uh thought I'd let a vamp drink..." Can't finish the words. He knows that my folks had been attacked by something in the woods that night when I was little. How on Earth would he believe I would hook up with a supernatural after a few days of being here? "Bastard." She clicks her tongue ring against her teeth. Purple strands are woven into her dark hair and slide across her cheek from the ceiling fan and she brushes them back.

Suddenly a pale blue light was seen from the furthest corner of the pool, just next to the washrooms. "No, not again," Sam cried. It seemed like he had seen a ghost. He was shaking. Sam and I seemed to be moving normally but those around us were all in slow motion. "What do you mean not again, Sam," I yelled at him. "This is what happened before they took me the other day. Everything stopped moving and something came out of a blue light. Please don't let them take me again, please." I had never seen Sam that frightened before. He often got angry but never frightened. I pulled him out of the pool and told him to run as I stared at the blue light to see what was to come out of it. Sam was well

Before the still bewildered driver could protest, the selfless stranger already started walking away… and the driver swore on his dead mother's grave that what happened next is damned legit… The “superhero” apparently disappeared! As soon as he was about two to three meters away and was already under a street lamp's bright light when poof! One second he was walking, and the next, he was gone. George is convinced that the guy in the leather jacket was an angel. If it was true, then it proves that it’s not just evil spirits, ghosts, or goblins that roam about on the night of Halloween. Somehow, that is a nice and reassuring thought.

“They were most definitely a species we had never seen before. I believe they were a mix of banshee, gargoyle, manticore and a harpy.” His nostrils flare with untold rage as he rests his palms on the table’s surface. “I just received a list of other supernaturals that have gone missing this week, and all of those creatures are on the list, along with a few more. If Lilith is on earth, it explains why my hunters have not found her.” Lucifer pushes back from the table and strolls toward me. “You have to hide Bree from her.” My heart pounds loudly in my chest, and my eyes widen. Azazel looks at me from the corner of his eye but remains quiet. “Why would I need to hide Bree from Lilith?” I ask a

He and my dad are of the same size. Also, I don't have many clothes for him to wear so he needs to go shopping. "Come on, let's go," I say making my way towards the door with him following me. He closes the door while I open the garage. I take out the 1969 Chevy Camaro Convertible. Damon Salvatore also has the same car. That is why I'm in love with this car. I drive it through towards the driveway where Christian is standing. "Holy Fuck, this is your car?" He asks. "This is an original classic."

That brought him out of his current state as he turned to look at me and he looked surprised when he saw me. “Look at my little girl. All grown up.” Dad said. “You’ve never used your Alpha aura on Jillian before.” I said. “I’ve never needed to before. But she gets the hint now.” He said. Dad leads Jillian and myself out to the waiting limos and we leave the pack territory. I was staring out the windows, seeing the vampires lining along the road. Ready to defend myself if they decided to attack now, but they didn’t. They just stood there and watched us drive away.