Novel & Cerita Supernatural Cain

Samael struggles to get to his abode as the red moon is already showing itself but he can’t seems to get himself straight as the effect of the dark power was taking over him, feeling himself lost to it, his demon being starts to struggle to come out of him but he tries to subdue it and get to comfort The moment he manage to get into his home, his aides rushes to him immediately and help him get into the pool The second his body hits the water, his demon being gave a loud anguishing howl which made the whole place quivers like an earthquake is about to happen The assistants quickly rush out of the room into safety while Samael battles with the two beings that threatens to take over him ~ Shai

Being part of the Supernatural world opens your eyes to many things. Demons were created after the fall of Lucifer. Unlike some angels, we were not made in heaven. A few of us are the progeny of the six demon lords who served as lieutenants for Lucifer. The rest of the demons are just products of evil souls that Lucifer enslaved. Only the progeny of a demon lord has real power. That is until each Lord rebelled against Lucifer. That’s the bad part of being evil─ everyone wants to rule. Each demon lord wanted to be the master of hell, and Lucifer disagreed. One day he sent his most trusted enforcers to annihilate each Lord, including my father. My mother was a minor demoness of no real power.

Chapter 2 - Protesting too much Mikhail I stroll into the living room of our new home. Home, what a joke. The SC (Supernatural Council) placed us here because they don’t know what to do with us. Unfortunately, like the human world, the supernatural world is also full of orphans. According to the system, my parents are unknown. I was found in an abandoned warehouse. Unfortunately, no one stepped up to claim me, so they placed me in a home for supernatural kids. The problem is that, unlike human homes, our jailers had to make sure we weren’t using our powers or killing innocents by mistake. In my case, the Council keeps a very close eye on me. Apparently, being the son of an Angel and a Demon

“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

The relief on his face made my stomach twist. “You look exhausted,” he said as I sat down next to him. “I am.” I didn’t bother lying. “Between my father getting worse, another traitor in the house, and Greco hitting us every chance they get… I feel like I’m drowning most days.” Cain nodded like he understood. We sat in silence for a minute, the kind that wasn’t awkward anymore. Just heavy. Real. “He’s planning something big,” Cain said eventually. “Adrian. He won’t tell me the details but I heard him on the phone yesterday. He kept saying your name. Said he’s going to make you pay for taking everything. He sounded… broken. But dangerous.”

We've learned to accept this mystery as part of her character, focusing instead on absorbing the wisdom she shares. Under her guidance, our abilities continue to develop in new directions. My sight extends beyond emotion-reading to deeper levels of perception—energy patterns, interdimensional echoes, subtle connections between seemingly unrelated events. With practice, I can now "tune" this perception like adjusting the focus on a camera, zooming in for intimate detail or out for broader patterns. Cain's shielding evolves from simple protection to sophisticated energy manipulation—creating selective barriers that filter rather than block, channels that direct rather than contain, and even te

I’d heard that wild predators, like lions and tigers, disregard any other food once they tasted human flesh. Could it be that a taste of living energy made these things change their diet? Or was it just the natural evolution steps of paranormal scavengers? Like going from worm to caterpillar. Only the final transformation didn’t render a pretty butterfly, but a soul-eater demon? Shit! I needed answers, and I had no one to turn to with my questions! At least, no one that wouldn’t think I was ready for a straitjacket. Susan was dusting the bedrooms when I walked into the house, and came down to the first floor as soon as she heard the front door. I paused when I saw her on the stairs.

"Your plan is insane. I won't let you execute my mate just because you're too afraid to see that supernatural beings aren't your enemy." "They killed your mother. Took her from me before you even got to know her. How can you defend them after what they did?" "Hunters killed my mother. The same hunters you're working with now. You've allied yourself with the people who murdered your wife all because they promised they could take away what makes me special. What makes me powerful." Cain appeared behind Marcus moving with the silence of a predator. Marcus didn't even know he was there until Cain's hand shot out and knocked the rifle from his grip. The weapon hit the ground and slid away as Cain

Cain who shall see no light, because he's trapped in an endless storm. Cain who shows no pain.

Cain was above a Saint level cultivator, and his powers contained a deathly aura. It was more powerful than the corrupted aura on the Ghost Sword. Ordinary Saint level cultivators would not be able to face his attacks. However, Wilbur was an exception. He had the power from Dragons, and it was enough to counter Cain. He had an absolute advantage over Cain when it came to combat skills. Cain could not believe that during their quick and intense battle, he was continuously hit by Wilbur. Blood was dripping from his slender body. Cain had a terrifying defense because he had divine powers.