Supernatural Changelings Novels & Stories

HARRY'S POV "No one wants this relationship more than I do... But you know Harry.." Another gulp of wine went down my throat, the kick harsh, just like the thorny realities of this place, this place I hated most. Mark broke up with me because I had to fulfill my duty as heir of the Dog Clan, the weakest clan in the supernatural world. Come to this royal supernatural school and learn the prestigious ways of the supernatural beings and gain some skills and more importantly connection. 'Chuckles.'

That would have pushed up her position in my mind. I was pissed on two counts when she gave birth. First, it was a girl, so my balloon completely deflated. How the hell can my heir be a girl? There was a slim chance that she could be a strong she-wolf since there’s always a 50/50 chance that a human/werewolf mating can bring a werewolf. Since I’m of Beta blood, I felt that likelihood would shoot up higher. Then the spawn showed signs of being blind. I was completely done after that. There wasn’t even a reason to hope because that child became totally useless.

I can’t get the suspicion to quiet. Succubi are shape changers. They can put on any face... but they’re still flesh and blood monsters, usually disguised as hookers or loose women. You’re dead if you let one fuck you, so that’s can’t be what happened to me down in those cells… Of course it isn’t. It was inside a church. There couldn’t have been demons there…

Chang, "Uh…he is sort-of a hidden character, but not really. His full name is Chang Sinan, a typical yandere supporting male lead. He is the eldest young master of the Chang family, monopolizing the whole food and fashion industries in their hands. Chang Sinan's was father murdered when he was aboard during a business trip and his mother also passed away during child-birth. Although, Chang Sinan is the eldest young master, inside the Chang family he basically doesn't have any power or value, so he grew up in a very harsh environment, always scorned and bullied by others.

Then. He paused for a moment, then continued, "The first chalice is probably still in their hands. Do you know what the consequences will be?" Chaz came closer to me. "The witches will can't be burned by fire! The first chalice is a fire-proof chalice. If that happens, we won't be able to kill them by burning them." Chaz looked away and turned around. I could see that he was worried. Of course, all the Hunters would panic hearing it.

Clyde I'm sure life here on earth is hell, there is no other hell. Only the heaven that I have never seen or maybe forgotten. There is so much pain, so many rules, and so many souls reincarnated in flesh and bones only to create chaos. I was so damned convinced there weren't other demons, people like me and Arthur Smith were demons and people like Olivia were souls trying to survive all the dirt of the hell. People like her were like a ray of light that would make a demon like me think twice about the hell I was in.

Something divine—a succession Theo was mumbling about before he vanished like her father. Nexus must really have told her everything before— which she must have clearly forgotten. She’d lived with him for what felt like ages. Surely he could’ve left her a scroll, a letter, maybe a PowerPoint? But no, she had no manual. Just glittery trauma and a cryptic fever-dream line: “Tame a very powerful being.” Selena’s eyes widened as the words echoed in her head like a bad horror movie line. “He was talking about Theo... right?” Her voice quivered. “And if Theo is a spirit... d-does that mean h-he’s... an evil one?”

"I've been watching you for a while. Everything about you confirmed it — you're the woman who vanished." I'd always believed I was nobody. An orphan in the real world with no one who would notice — or care — if I simply stopped existing one day. It had never occurred to me that someone had actually been looking for me. "In the original story, you don't survive. Your pack falls, and you die of illness during exile. I came here to change that." The air seemed to freeze. The only sound was the bubbling of the Witch's cauldron. My chest tightened. I looked at the determined man sitting before me. "Why would you help me?"

Andro has to fight to stay by his mate's side and fight off the new enemy waging a war against his family; his mafia family while protecting his identity as a vampire. CHAPTER ONE Annika’s POV In the chant of the black night, the stars were the choir, they were nights singing in an unusual pattern, singing a tone of death. Few minutes past ten, the once-cleared skies had transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black as the night laid down in a blanket of darkness.

"Nonhumans can be witches, sirens or even demons. But we are Angels." "Cassandra." Amelia looks at her sister and Cassandra raises her hands as if surrendering. "Heaven." I drag my gaze from Cassandra to her sister. "Are you okay?" "Of course not! You kidnap me then come up with this insane story that we are not humans and that we are sisters. What is wrong with all of you?" I tell at all three of them. "We didn't kidnap you." Nikolina says calmly. "Oh no, of course you didn't." I say sardonically. "I just magically appeared here because I wanted to spend time with.... what did you say we were....my nonhuman sisters."