Supernatural Cain Novels & Stories

This ritual was most effective because they could listen in on the rogues conversation and hear whatever they were saying. Damien turned his eyes and saw Ariel standing at the corner, their eyes clashed and he immediately looked away, to avoid ruining the ritual. Everything needed to be perfect, he needed everything to be perfect. "Tobias, I hereby bestow upon you Gamma of this pack," he said, as he slit his blood and dropped it on Tobias's forehead. Everyone gasped immediately because that was an unusual event. There hadn't been a gamma for a very long time, they were all surprised.

Cain stood up and took a deep breath, trying to ignore the migraine that was building with the sudden onslaught of his hyper-conscious senses. "Don't worry about it." He walked over to the wet bar and poured the last remaining liter of blood from the plastic bag into the stainless steel shaker. "I'm out," he said, showing Daniel the empty bag. "Already?" Daniel asked incredulously. "You've gone through five bags in two days..." "I can start going through people if you'd like," Cain said shortly. He noticed how uncomfortable his comment made Daniel and he shook his head. "It's her," he admitted. "What do you mean?"

His gaze fixed on her eyes. Una silently swallowed. Weren’t there any complications once Una told him who she was? That she came back from the dead and became a demon? Either way, she’d end up dead anyway. Una gambled his last hope of survival. “I am Una, a lowborn in the Nacht territory…” she paused before she added, “I was Hevian’s bride….” Drite’s eyes widened. “No way!” “I am telling the truth! Let’s make a deal. I can’t die again… I’ve just been resurrected!”

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

The girl narrowed her eyes with displeasure. "Tony." Standing on the side, the person nodded. Walking over to Raven, he two-handed a reputation card over. This man was the perpetrator who kidnapped him to the current place. Raven realised that and then snatched the name card from him. "Police Supernatural Department Special authority ... Pakistani monetary unit Romero ... what the fuck?" "Exactly because the words say. Strictly speaking, I'm not a civil servant. however attributable to my data ANd accomplishments, I even have been recruited as an expert. My experience lies in vampires. happy to fulfil you."

He was gambling on the computer as usual when all of a sudden he heard a strange mechanical sound in his head. "The binding of the system is done. 17-year-old Ryan Dixon. Jeff Gray has been chosen as the winner." The strange way the voice looked shocked and scared him. Once he came back to himself, he even thought it might have been a hallucination. But he quickly showed that in his mind, there was something called a "Best Friend System" that kept trying to get him to become real friends with Jeff Gray. Who is Jeff Gray? Does he know this Jeff Gray?

Satan closed his eyes and called Lucifer and the Reaper to him. But only a fuzzy shadow appeared in front of his eyes. "My king, I no longer create anything to aid you since my body breaks apart each time I attempt to manifest in the mortal realm. Hell is under Father Bael's rule. Neither Lucifer can move since Bael has imprisoned him in the dungeon. He is trying to kill Miss Bella and Lilith visited him,” the Reaper's shadow informed Satan and the next second howled loudly and painfully, indicating that he was being tortured for breaking the rules.

Cain let out a pained roar and staggered back, releasing her. He dropped to his knees, clutching his head. “Get away from me!” he screamed. “Before I lose myself again!” Gavriel moved instantly, pulling Althea back into his arms. His grip was tight, protective, his body trembling with barely restrained rage. Cain collapsed forward, coughing violently as the dark magic peeled away from him, retreating like smoke blown by the wind. His eyes slowly cleared, horror replacing possession. “I almost…” Cain choked. “I almost killed her.”

"In the server room, helping Gary decrypt Valerius's files. Turns out, Arthur built half the security protocols Valerius is using." Jack tried to stand, but a hand pushed him back. Not Olivia's. A hand that felt like dry parchment. Jack looked up. Standing at the foot of his bed was a figure in a dark, hooded robe. "Cain," Jack breathed. The ancient immortal lowered his hood. His face was unlined, ageless, but his eyes held the weight of millennia. He had escaped the tower collapse, finding his own way to the underground, drawn by the signal of the Entropy Hand.

* Her blood turned to absolute ice. Because Cain was gone. He had died in the fire below. And yet, something else, something ancient and impossibly powerful was actively waking up inside her mind.