Supernatural Age Rating Novels & Stories

“Good. Keep me updated on whatever you find.” I spend most of the day searching through the file. There’s not much to go by. There were three males and three girls who were decapitated, and the supernaturals that were mutilated were also males. All of them were between the ages of eighteen and twenty-two years old. The missing supernaturals’ list is a bit more extensive in their variety. Looking through the coroner’s pictures of the bodies, I try to find something that might click, but it doesn’t make sense. The bodies of the supernaturals looked like they were mauled. The coroner posted that they were shredded by an animal, but they couldn’t signify what kind. It’s odd because most coroners

Audrey remembered that coming of age comes with a lot of responsibilities. She was a silver wolf, a rare breed she was worried she wouldn't be the same after her eighteenth birthday. "Audrey are you okay?" Josephine asked snapping her fingers. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just don't get me anything crazy for my birthday Josephine." Audrey said "Well of course not. It's the first time we get to buy you a gift from our hearts so I'm pretty sure you'll love it." Josephine said

~ Gabriel ~ Leaving the werewolf world was the hardest decision I had ever made, but it was something I owed to the past. For twenty-six years, I had never seen my biological human mother. I didn’t blame her for abandoning me. How could I? Nearly thirty years ago, she fell in love with a werewolf. She was brave enough to leave the human world and follow him to meet his people, hoping they would build a future together. But that dream was destroyed. A cruel monster named Lucious killed her fiancé right before her eyes. As if that wasn’t enough, he forced himself on her, and I was the child born from that terrible crime.

“Sorry doesn’t change anything, sorry doesn’t change the fact that I was made to leave the wolf’s age alone without any strength because as an omega, I’m not even allowed to see my wolf, and till now I can’t even shift, imagine being alone in the Wolf Age, almost chased my rogues. Then I come across another pack where the alpha wants me as his Luna for whatever reason, I’ve never had a purpose on my Orion” I slumped down in front of him, and tears fell from my eyes. “ But this? These people? They’re my people, you might think the story is wack because you never heard of supernaturals but I was with my parents and I knew the kind of weird energy I drew from them, these people love me, Orion,

"I understand that that may not be Austin's mother. So what's happening?" Damian looks at Austin. He nods at him. Austin looks at me. "Yes, Sybil Leek is not my mother nor your biological one. She is your godmother. Our mother was infertile. She couldn't have children. Mom and dad met someone who said they could help them have children. I've come to find out that it was Sybil Leek. She's well-known for practicing dark magic; she's a witch. It's likely she did a spell to take their firstborn daughter. She may have taken you for her own personal gain. I don't know for sure," Austin tells me. "We are also werewolves."

She continued to explain how ANTI was so dangerous that it was literally impossible to fight them because they had special devices that could kill even the most powerful Supernaturals. “Well, let's assume they can't be fought, how on Earth will they know if someone is a Supernatural? It's not like it's written on our forehead or that we can't pass as humans.” She laughed and shook her head, genuinely surprised that I was so ignorant. “We are talking about an agency that has billions at its disposal and the full backing of multiple governments...they are capable of doing the impossible.”

Twirling it in his fingers, walking around the prisoners and watching their fear rise. Kneeling in front of the first vampire pensioner, he stops his plans and places the arm with the pliers on his raised knee. “Your mother and father have lived for quite a long time. Lives for centuries if you will, but you were only born a mere 19 years ago. Most of this pack is this way, but the young aren’t supposed to know that until they have come of age. It is an unspoken rule in the supernatural realm. You have to learn humility, character, and morals in your young days. If we told you all, you could possibly live forever, you would be wild as hell. Almost rabid in your adventures.” He chuckles. Look

Hunger can do that and lots more but he didn't kill me for the offense, he took me in, he dressed me, fed me, and raised me as his own. Let me tell you a bit about the world we live in right now, supernatural being have taken over, we took over we're stronger, firmer and wouldn't let the human to start a war or blow the whole planet. Who allows kids to take over? Seriously, instead, we did a classification system, everyone gets classified by sixteen, and claimed by eighteen. You are either a dominant or a submissive, most supernatural are dominant, we live forever, we don't need to find our match at such a young age, most of us wait till later in life.

He said with finality in his voice. "Why?" Rose asked in a small voice. "Because you are not ready love." Zachariah said. Rose asked a question which was in her mind. "But most of the females mate at the age of sixteen." She pointed out. She doesn't wants to mate now but she wants to why is she different than others. "Because they are supernatural love. Almost every supernatural are marked and mated at the age of sixteen. Females body have been made in a way that they can be mated at the age of sixteen." Zachariah said.

Despite that, they do share similar features, like the texture of their hair and the shape of their eyes. Similar to most supernatural beings, Mathias looks like he’s in his early twenties. But don’t be fooled. Mathias is much older. Supernatural beings stop aging once they reach their perfect age, which is usually the mid to early twenties. I guess I forgot to tell Zoe that. “Hello, Mathias, did you miss me?” I say with a solicitous tone. Mathias gives me a respectful nod but doesn’t smile, which makes me edgy. I’m not a big fan of cryptic signals. I prefer honesty over dallying around an issue. It helps me be prepared to take action.