Supernatural Cain Episodes Novels & Stories

Cain smiled faintly and said calmly, "Killing him is easy, but I wouldn't want to do it because I don't want to dirty my hands with his blood!" "Then what are you going to do? Aren't you rich? Where are your bodyguards?" Lucy asked immediately. Finally, Cain took out his cell phone and said, "Relax. I'll make a call and have my men come over in a while. They will then capture Severin and his woman before giving them a good torture session. It'd be too merciful for him to just end his life. I want him to kneel in front of you, repent for what he did, and slap himself while begging you for forgiveness!"

"Are you absolutely confident Cain can protect you? Even against his own father? Because it's him that's out to get you, it was him that sent you away the first time and kept sending rogues after you. He doesn't want you for his son and he'll do anything to get rid of someone he see as an enemy. I should know, he killed my mate to punish me." "What?" I gasp. Thinking about the man that I've met and trying to imagine him killing someone. An innocent woman and for no good reason either. But then something tickles in my brain, a memory, either from my dreams or from my previous life, I'm not sure, but I'm filled with fear. An image of Cain's back, sliced open but not healing. Abaddon's eyes, da

“I will. I just need a little more time.” “Okay.” She paused. “I love you.” “I love you too. Leah … why did you guess demons?” “Just something Eyera said. I’ll explain more to you when I see you.” “I’ll see you in my dreams.” I listened to her sweet laugh. “It’s a date.” I listened as she hung up. I held the phone against my forehead for a moment. Then pocketed it and turned back to the wreckage. Cain was already directing the officers, organizing the survivors, calling for additional support from the nearest allied pack. He moved through the chaos with the efficiency of a man who'd been built for moments exactly like this.

William explained "Within these agonies, Cain and Abel were born and in these same agonies, Cain murdered his brother. That's where it all started." "What started?" Scott asked, no one knew he was more attentive. "The hidden world!" William replied leaning forward with his hands clasped forward on his thighs "After Cain killed his brother, he was personally cursed by God and abandoned by his parents." "The Mark of Cain!" Bishop Daimon muttered thoughtfully. "Exactly, the Mark Of Cain was what birth the first supernatural phenomenon on the planet. It gave Cain hope of doing want God did in the first place, it gave Cain the idea of procreating." William smiled "Cain went back to Lilith and ask

Eve asked, trying to keep her voice steady. "I don't know," Silas admitted. "With Kane and Rex, they just....took over. Surfaced spontaneously during sex. But Cain...." He paused, his dark eyes troubled. "Cain has been waiting. Patient. Holding back. I don't know if he'll surface the moment we start, or if he'll wait until some specific trigger." "Then we just....start," Eve said. "Like normal. And see what happens." Silas nodded, moving to the bed. Eve joined him, her heart racing with anxiety and anticipation.

“I’m from the Supernatural Bureau. Old Cain has been detained by us because of kidnapping and violation of relevant regulations. However, due to his severe injuries, he’s temporarily in the hospital for emergency rescue. Are you his family member?” The voice on the phone made Juan feel surreal. Old Cain was arrested? He was even severely injured. What the hell was going on? Even the Soldier King could not catch hold of Old Cain. How could anyone in Riverdale take him down? He was a supernatural being. Could an ordinary person go up against him? What the hell was going on here?! A chill welled up in Juan’s heart as a scene of some strange bodyguards around Philip appeared in his mind. It seem

I hesitate before saying it, looking towards the two men squeezed on the couch together for any signs of a negative reaction. They simply looked at me and waited for me to continue, Cain’s expression unreadable. “For the first time, they started glowing, a soft blue almost smoky hue, I could see a path and followed it to you. I actually fell over you and thought you were a corpse at first. I cried, I thought I got there too late again.” I shake my head at my stupid admission of failure, hoping they didn’t catch on to it and quickly move on. “They do what they want, I don’t have control but, they know what is going to happen. Before it happens I mean, I can tell. I have seen it many times. Ba

“I’ve almost isolated the source, but—” The screen flashed white, then black, then resolved into a low resolution video. The lighting was dim, flickering like candlelight. Then I saw Cain, he was on his knees, chest heaving, shirtless and marked with sigils that burned against his skin. Around him stood hooded figures chanting in an old, guttural tongue. And then, he screamed. “Isabella!” he cried, his voice breaking. “I need you—I can’t complete the ritual without you!”

Cain said to his friends, while promising them a round with her after he’s done. Seraphina’s eyes widened when she felt his fingers graze across her panties, and that’s when she knew that truly this was happening. She was about to get raped, and all Chloe could do was to record her with her phone while urging Cain to be fast about it. Seraphina closed her eyes, she didn't want to see the look on Cain's face or that of Chloe’s, while praying that someone, anyone can come to her rescue. “I do hope for your sake that you are wet, I’m not the patient type.” Cain laughed, before he yanked on her panties and was about to pull it down, before he was pulled over by a strong force that knocked him ag

“Why? Why does he want to lead the council so bad?” Marael laughs manically. “Don’t you know, Mathias? If Lukan takes over the Council, he will be able to control all supernatural beings. You know how much he despises humans and how much he hated interspecies mating. He always believed that angelic lines should remain pure. Think about it. He can build an army from within and take over all the supernatural kingdoms. All he had to do was crush your spirit. And the loss of the woman you love was the perfect way to do it. Once you were hooked, he killed me and helped me sacrifice one of my sisters so that I may live. Unfortunately, I lost my witch powers. Unlike the rest of the Supernatural wor