Supernatural Arts Novels & Stories

“Well, that’s why we, I mean Atlas thinks, your other abilities may be more prominent” I wasn’t sure I could deal with anymore bizarre information but I needed to know. “What other abilities?” “Thea, werewolves are part of the supernatural world. There are others who also live in it. From what you’ve told me, it is likely you have the powers of a mage”. “What is a mage?” “Mages possess magic. They are more powerful than werewolves. They are able to control, destroy or renew the elements around them”. My head was swimming, “I…don’t understand”. Bessie reached for my hand, and gently held it between her own. “When that man tried to touch you, I think you unconsciously spelled yourself to be su

“Yes El! Supernaturals are magical creatures, call it poetic or not, they are special, even vampires. They are creatures moved by magic!” “But I—I don’t have magic.” “Uh, yeah, there’s a fucking reason you don’t have magic!” “No, I mean, I’m fully human, I know neither of my parents were supernaturals, no ancestry either and I’m certainly not a witch!” “Then it’s less of a miracle and more of an act of god that you aren’t dead from taking that shit for—fuck, how long?” “…Ten years?...Charlie? Are—are you alright?” I asked worriedly as she just stood there for a few moments, wide eyed and looking like she’d been beamed to the moon.

Tessavask confused and look at Landon shrugging and a shiver runs down Regina's spine. "At the beginning of times, when the supernatural was created, no one thought it would be necessary to seperate everyone and they thought everyone would live in peace, but as the numbers rised and power was gained so did the demand of territories. The strongest of each specie fought it out and the demons won. The demons won, they were cunning and knew how cheat their way up. Their brute strenght was never enough. Everyone had to accept him is their king, and it was dark times. The demons florished and the other species starved and were killed one by one, no one was powerful enough to remove him from the th

“The fact remains that humans were given dominion over this earth, and all the creatures upon it. This places the supernaturals below humans in the hierarchy. They are here to serve us and for thousands of years they have shirked that duty. The laws we are putting into place merely return the natural order of the world.” The station broke for adverts. “Fuck,” Rhett leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. “That’s some fucked up shit.” “Mhm,” Heath’s eyes were on the road before them. A billboard showed a wolf within a red circle and: “All Supernaturals Must Register.” Someone had spray painted over it: “Fuck off.” Rhett wasn’t sure if the sentiment was directed towards Supernaturals, or agai

To be honest, he himself didn't know about the girl who worked with Colton. Ambrose’s eyes widened upon hearing the ‘SUPERNATURAL’ words. Okay, he wasn’t expecting this. The relationship between Supernatural hunters and supernatural creatures was like a vampire and human; those hunters were tempted to kill powerful creatures in the same way a vampire was tempted to kill a human by sucking his “And North and west are surrounded by the vampires,” Theodore informed. The south area wasn’t secured because he never felt it necessary as it was until now. “What?” Ambrose growled. “How could I never sense them?”

The collaboration between supernaturals and humans expanded into new frontiers, opening up endless possibilities for progress and understanding. In the realm of art, supernaturals and humans found inspiration in one another's unique perspectives and abilities. Werewolf painters captured the beauty of the moonlit night with their intricate brushstrokes, while witches weaved enchanting spells into their sculptures, bringing them to life with magic. Human artists, in turn, infused their creations with the rich tapestry of supernatural lore and symbolism, honoring the magical beings that coexisted alongside them.

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.”

He nodded his head. "I have a great writer and a wonderful artist as sons." He laughed out loud. "The moon goddess should show us her grace, and let us write the next one." He said. "Write what?" Hoots older brother asked. "The Super-natural. That's the title." Hoots father said. "What's it all about?" Hoots asked. "Before I tell you, this stays between the family and never outsiders." The boys nodded. "The super-natural is a book inspired by the moon goddess to shew to us, the alpha for each generation. And we have been privileged to write that book. My father and forefathers had written for previous alphas, and we have ruled greatly." Hoots father explained.

The City of Asgaphra was divided into two main parts, south of the Nanye River - where the people call the Old Quarter and north - a place mocked by magical creatures as the Blind Gathering. On one side were people who did not have magic. There are also some supernatural creatures mixed in, of course, but not many. Those supernatural creatures were always closely monitored by the City Council for fear that they would do something stupid and injure people in Blind Gathering who had no resistance. Because of fear their ridiculous things would reveal the secrets of the whole community, they were also to be watched by the Magic Council.

Caleb hisses in his head as they can feel the power Griffin holds, but still can’t put their finger on what he truly is. Seraphina then grabs Dominic and shoves him to the side as an arrow zips between them. Before 5 Werewolves, 3 Demons, 6 Vampires and 8 Human Hunters surround them. Seraphina growls and extends her claws as she looks in the direction of the arrow's origin and spies the Human Hunter lowering his bow. Dominic quickly steps back up next to Seraphina as the supernaturals and humans that surround them slowly shrink the free space around them. As soon as the supernaturals are just out of contact range, one of the human hunters in the back yells,