Supernatural Casey Novels & Stories

I huff, I won't let the Pantera get to me. "It is your eighteenth birthday, and you will lead the Lupina when I'm gone. Makes sense that they would go after you before you Change, while you're at your most vulnerable," he replies. It doesn't go without my notice that my father seems so certain I'll Change, the possibility that I could merely be a human isn't comprehensible. Especially for our bloodline. Throughout the years, the Rileys have had to marry those with an untainted family

I began backing up a little out of worry. What was happening? "Supernaturals are real and they've existed even before humans came on this earth." No, impossible. This couldn't be. "H-hey, are you okay?" I tried getting through him. Trying to reassure me that this wasn't what I thought it was. It was only when he slowly turned around to face me that I got the biggest heart-stopping moment of my life.

Casey stood frozen, her heart sinking with each anguished cry that escaped Phenrix's lips. Master Soren, alerted by the commotion, appeared by Casey's side. His wise eyes bore into hers as he gently took her arm, signaling for her to leave the room. "Casey, please step outside for a moment. I believe your presence is distressing him." Feeling a mix of guilt and confusion, Casey nodded and reluctantly walked out of the room, leaving Aidan and Keith with Phenrix and Master Soren. The door closed behind her, muffling the sounds of Phenrix's tormented cries.

David yelled. “Yeah. The same mother that died when she was 4. The two of them probably look the same age. And Meadow is well aware that her mother is dead. That vampire is just walking around with her mothers face.” Lucas snapped. “How the hell can we put our faith in the daughter of a vampire. I know that I sure as hell don’t.” David yelled. Suddenly we all got a fright when Lucas got up from his seat and the chair fell straight back onto the floor.

“What a mess the storm destroyed everything.” Casey walks around as Joshua and Tiffany arrange new transportation, “I wish I could get hold of Santiago,” he says, “my email has been delivered, and there is still no reply. He goes to the deep web and scrolls through the profile of the best hackers to be his eyes and ears; however, he cannot find anyone. “Hey,” Tiffany says, “let's call Sammy.” “Who is Sammy,” says Casey. “It's my best friend at school.”

She asks, alarmed. "Mum, mum, calm down. She's fine now" "What do you mean by she is fine? Why did she die? What's going on?" "Well, my Beta mindlinked me a while ago and gave me the news that Cassie was dead. Mum when I got to the hospital, Cassie was dead indeed. I mean I saw her lying on the bed,covered with a white sheet. When I took off the sheet, she was pale and white. She wasn't breathing. She was dead. But mum, the moment I touched her, as I was crying her body, Cassie mysteriously resurrected and right now she is perfectly okay. Mum, if you don't give me a valid explanation for this, I think I will lose my mind. Can werewolves resurrect?" I ask confused and the bewildered expressio

He moved through the still looming trees with relative ease this time when compared to the first time around, as he had relied much heavily on his ability to intercept scents as opposed to his hearing of Rick's vicious snarling before when he'd still been mortal blood. His mother had been none the wiser about the changes that had occurred to her only son aside from the fact that he'd been sexually active and seeing not only Rick but had taken an interest in Courtney Stevenson. She was blissfully unaware of a lot of things, which had been both a sigh of relief for Casey and a burden in terms of keeping it that way. She knew next to nothing about Rick and Casey's lycanthropy and even less abou

He looked up—not at her, not at anyone in particular—but at the ceiling, as if bracing for whatever came next. Rowan swallowed. She didn’t like power imbalances. Never had. Didn’t like when the system bent for names—or crushed them for spectacle. But her duty didn’t change. She straightened, shutting the file. Casey Cross was in custody. The facts would decide the rest. She turned away before she could watch him any longer. Behind her, the television volume rose. “…if confirmed, this could mark the first public scandal involving the youngest Cross brother…” Casey closed his eyes again.

"And you're the same person who claimed you didn't steal one bottle from me. Oh, Casey. I can remember how you sang and insulted your sister's condition. Yet your greed for another man's body pushed you to become one. You're so shameless." Casey lifted her head to look at me. Her eyes were slowly welling with tears, realizing her fate. Her weak side made my heart swell with joy. I needed to see more of this, so I went on talking. "Your mother clearly said we shouldn't drink the drug. I honored this warning for the sake of my future and that of my pack, but now that my own Luna has chosen to be among the infected wolves..." "No, no... I have to call Mom!" Casey panicked, fearfully reaching th

"I'm sure you already know that I am not Davies Werner's son. I am not related by blood to the Werner family or Pack. But we are bound by an oath and agreement. Pack Werner will devote himself to me, and I will provide protection and strength for them." "And I'm sure you already know that, too. That, in fact, I am neither a werewolf nor a lycan. I'm different from the twins. They have pure lycan blood from Davies Werner. Meanwhile, I... There is only demon blood flowing in my body. But I can manipulate myself to become anything. Including being a werewolf, lycan, vampire, and other shadow creatures." "I live forever, Casey." I took Casey's hand and held it gently. "You will soon be 18 years