Supernatural Cain Episodes Novels & Stories

Leah's Pov: Cain smirked revealing very long canines "Today is clearly the most fun Halloween I've had in a hundred years." he laughed darkly. "Cain!" his name fell from my lips as he held two heads in his hands. "Hello Sweet darling, did you miss me?" He snarled. "Why are you doing this?" I trembled my knees weak, holding my scalp that was no longer bleeding looking at the dead witch he just forced to heal me.

Cain was covered in wounds, his face white as paper, on the verge of collapse. But Vivienne was secure in his arms. Not a scratch on her. He looked up at me. After seven days of hell, his eyes were startlingly clear. And floating in that clarity was a thin, cold edge of mockery. "Satisfied, Wren?" My nails dug deep into my palms. "Satisfied." Then, very quietly, I said one more thing. "Cain, I'm letting you go." The wind was too loud. He didn't hear me. Almost in the same second, my phone lit up. An official notification from the Alpha Council filled the screen:

SOUNDTRACK: “Curiosity” by Bryce Savage. ***** ~ Kelsie ~ Cain was my bath seat and it was hot as hell. I couldn’t see him, but leaning back against his chest and feeling that iron strength against my back, staring at his long muscular thighs on either side of me, watching his skin pebble when I dragged my fingers up and down his legs… god I wanted him.

"We've felt the magic. You're trying to rip it out of us, but you're going to kill us in the process." She pales. "What's the matter, Gwen?" Melanie says. "Couldn't handle the competition of us having magic and you not? So, you decide to wipe out all supernaturals?" "Why would I do that?" She squares her shoulders. "My mom and dad are paranormals and as much as they irritate the crap out of me, I wouldn't kill them." "I think she's telling the truth, Brene," Kiarr says. "I don't have your stupid book and even if I did, I can't do a spell like that without magic."

"I was hoping I wouldn't have to explain him for several more chapters of your education." She looked at the dying coals. "Help me with the fire. This is going to take a while." We built the fire back up and sat around it, the three of us, while Seraphine talked. Cain was not a vampire. He predated vampires. Predated werewolves. Predated almost every supernatural classification that currently existed. He was something older, something that had existed in the time before the supernatural world developed the structures and governance and factions it currently used to manage itself.

He got on top of her, pinning her down. Aiden stepped forward. “CAIN!” he yelled out. But Cain didn’t care. He’d pinned her down, and used his knees to dig into her arms, holding her in place so she couldn’t move. Then he reached up as if to choke her. Caitlin felt an unearthly rage come over her. As she watched Cain’s hands go for her throat, she let her power overcome her for real this time. She broke free of his grasp, grabbed his wrist at the last second, and spun it around. She rolled on top of him, twisting it back.

My own mother—his stepmother—was on the line while her son fucked me senseless. Cain’s voice stayed perfectly normal as he spoke to her, but his next thrust was vicious, hitting that spot that made my eyes roll back. “Sophia’s doing fine with her thesis,” he said smoothly. “She’s working very… hard… right now.” His fingers found my clit again, rubbing fast. I was going to come again. With my mother listening. Will I be able to stay silent while Cain forces another orgasm out of me during the call with Mom? Or will this twisted game finally expose our forbidden secret and destroy everything?

Xerxes raised his sword at him, stopping him as he spoke with a tone colder than I had ever heard, "Can't you stay away from her already? All you ever do is hurt her!" Cain's eyes widened as he stood there awkwardly, not sure if he should walk up or back off. I closed myself, coughing blood as I rasped in my frailest voice, "Please, could you just let me go…" No longer able to hold on, I started to lose consciousness. However, just as my eyes started to close, I saw Cain reach toward me. Before he could reach me, however, Xerxes had picked me up. This time, he turned into a puff of black smoke, rapidly streaking towards the demonic realm.

Cain says, his aura returning to the same one he walked in with. His statement has me doing a double take, wondering if I can use it to see Theo. In the two weeks we have been here, I haven’t seen him once, and I worry he is already dead. Raising my chin, I put some confidence in my question. “Can I see Theo?” Dropping his utensils, Cain’s eyes meet mine, turning to black. “No, you cannot. Don’t ask again, Nora.” His eyes have turned to black, his wolf making an appearance. Not taking the warning to heart, I continue.

Maybe after seeing what had happened to Cassie’s friend in the dungeon, he was glad that Cassie had not met the same fate. He was about to signal the guard to open the gate when a sound reached his ears. A low moan that went straight from his ears to his dick. He knew that moan. He lived for that moan. But what the hell...? He turned back and heard the moan again. He didn’t even have to open up his senses to search for her, even from this distance. It was as if she was pulling him back to her. Cain stood to attention as if he had been summoned. He could see the red haze in his vision that told him his eyes had changed colour.