Novel & Cerita Supernatural Constantine

“And I want no one to enter this room unless I am here to see what they find.” “What?” I shouted. “You can’t do this, Dominic! You are crossing a line that you shouldn’t, what is the council going to say? How could you even believe that I would do such a thing?” “I hope,” he said over his shoulder, his voice dangerously calm, “that you didn’t do this.” Guards entered immediately. I stepped back. “I am your Luna.” He turned slowly. “And I am your Alpha,” he replied. “And my patience is not infinite.”

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

As we joined the main road, we began to discuss the conversation I’d had with my mother. “Surely we haven’t already found a hybrid after a single day of looking? We were expecting this to take months, maybe longer” I shrugged in his direction. “Maybe they are more common than we were led to believe.” Doran shook his head. “I don’t understand Atlas, I thought all of the supernatural species hated each other. That can’t be the case for all of us if we are producing children”. I agreed with him. I was as surprised as he was. “Well, it must take place mustn’t it? Otherwise we wouldn’t even know what a hybrid was in the first place”. Doran turned to me “I wonder if it’s the outcasts that are mati

She rested her head against the window pane longing to feel the sun on her face and the wind in her hair but she was confined to this room on her father's orders he kept her out of sight so he did not have to remember. Her Father was the Hunter Leader, Prince Constantine, the deadliest Hunter of all he was descended from Hunters right from when they had discovered that monsters were living among them. Monsters that he had sworn to destroy every last one of them, when he cornered them Constantine and his men showed no mercy. If he discovered their hidden Packs he ordered them to kill every single man, woman and child. They were a cancer he had to remove from the face of the earth and he had s

His heartbeat grew louder as anger surged from his aura. “Fuck you!” Constantine growled the moment he saw us. He looked worse than the last time I saw him. He was naked. His eyes were black and blue, and there was blood on his legs. He tried to stand up and grabbed the bowl where food might have been but he wobbled. They got him bad. He reached the metal bowl and swung it toward us, but it did nothing except hit the bars and make a loud clang before it fell to the ground. “If you think you could fucking break me, you are fucking wrong!”

Eden - or the black-haired apprentice wizard who was trying his best to coddle his brother - automatically shook his finger and charmed a few Clean spells on the floor before Balan forced him to do this. He groused: "I didn't write it on the test!" The First Blood fang of a vampire was the fang that fell out after they reach adulthood. It was very soft but had a wonderful protective effect - especially when it had a little bit of magic of elf - and was extremely, extremely, extremely sensitive to magical rituals involving blood. Balan sincerely prayed to all the gods that had ever been in the world that that young fang - damn it, he was infected with Eden's word habit - would be able to prot

My forehead broke into a cold sweat because of the pain. “I also know that you are good at fighting and Lucien has been training you personally that is why I put you under these lights!” “It is specially designed to drain wolves of their energy and render them useless!” the man said and I finally understood why I was starting to feel like my heart beat has slowed down. “What do you want from me?” I asked. “I told you that I just want to see how special you are that you can even subdue that demon by the name Lucien Hart!”

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

But the things I have found out over the past few months prove that he's real and that the drunk male wasn't just talking nonsense. They say there was once peace amongst the wolves, and we lived in peace with all the other supernatural creatures. But when word got out about the Lycan king being dead, some of the werewolves started breaking the laws that the Lycan king had set to keep the peace amongst the wolves, and with the other supernatural creatures.

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.