Supernatural Crossovers Novels & Stories

Chapter 56 A powerful entity known as the Werewolf Destroyers, led by the formidable Fen, had embarked on a relentless quest to capture the supreme god powers, seeking to awaken the cataclysmic Eyes of the Twelve Giant God Statues. With ten supreme god powers already in their grasp, the Werewolf Destroyers were tantalizingly close to their ultimate goal. Only two powers remained, held by the elusive alpheno werewolves, Alex and Kai. Their sanctuary lay hidden within the mystical Gaia villages, a haven for mythical creatures seeking refuge from the encroaching darkness.

“We need more intel.” “Do you think...” I trail off, organising my thoughts. “Do you think this could be done by another supernatural other than wolves? Like some of them that used to exist. There were creatures that could fly when magic was strong.” It wasn’t only werewolves in the world many millennia ago. It would make sense if maybe another specie has been awoken and these deaths are a twisted way of getting more powerful. “All the other supernaturals are gone. They will not be coming back.” He says with finality.

"Today marks the beginning of a new era—one where our species must work together if we are to survive the threats that loom over us." Asher stepped forward, his deep voice commanding attention. "The Supernatural Council we are forming will be a first in the history of all Supernatural creatures. In Dragon history, never before have our diverse species come together to defeat a common enemy. It was with surprise we found that the Lycans, Wolves, Vampires, and Fae had already achieved this.

His eyes were bright with excitement. This wasn't the broken man I'd left. This was Blake in his element. Political theater. Playing on people's fears for personal gain. "For years, certain individuals with... unnatural abilities have hidden in our communities. They look like us. They live among us. But they are not us." My blood went cold. He was really doing it. Exposing the supernatural world. "These creatures have superhuman strength. They can change their appearance. They hunt in packs like wild animals. And they have been responsible for numerous disappearances and deaths across the country."

Mutated creatures — no longer recognizable as students or staff — began crawling from the walls and ceiling, drawn by the scent of living supernaturals. Worse, Serena’s eyes glowed with another vision: “They’re adapting… and they’re hunting us specifically now.”

“All Supernatural creatures have a soulmate. The second half of their soul belongs to them. Soulmates are given to us by fate and destiny. Even demons have a soulmate. Depending on what kind of supernatural you are— there are various ways you can tell who your mate is or how you will meet. For example, Nevaeh is a Nephilim and dreamt of Mikhail before she met him. Mikhail is a hybrid, which means he’s half-angel and half-demon. Angels dream of their mates, and demons tend to lose control of their demon selves slowly. Their bodies become more uncontrollable and violent. We’re definitely more volatile. Vampires are basically the same. They crave more blood, and wolves can smell their mates. Th

“I think all races were taught different versions of the history. But one thing is the common denominator: it was all raging war. About territories and superior races trying to take over the rest. Just like humans, supernatural creatures could be stupid.” “And then?” “Well,” I said, not knowing how to continue. “It died down when humanity happened. Humans reproduced and discovered ways to kill us. It’s in history, albeit there were only a few surviving documents about it. In case you haven’t noticed yet, reproduction is somehow the least of the worries of supernaturals. Soon enough, we were outnumbered by humans and had to retreat in our safe spaces and hide in the shadows to survive.” Linco

but-- There was someone standing in the center of the village. Covered with a cloak, she walks forward to the ends of the blue flame village as her shadow covered the darkness... In ancient times, there was an existing being who was considered a pure curse that wields the power of calamity. If one bears this cursed child, it must be killed in instant or the world will be in a dire catastrophe. A child of opposite races –a Lighten and a Darken child, a Lighten and a Mortal Child, and, a Darken and a Mortal child. They are called- The Crossbreeds.

a witch, Hermione, says gesturing to the troop of pale-skinned zombie-looking beings that surround the entire space. “Are these all of them?” “Yes, for New York. They were scattered all across the city but we gathered and spelled them to this vicinity.” “Did you say in New York? Like are they elsewhere besides here?” “Yes Luna, they are a handful scattered only in locations where other supernatural are based, Chicago, Spain, Portugal, China, Egypt, England, and a few more. They seem to be ten times the number here than over there,” she says, surprising me. I always knew that the supernaturals were much more than the ones based in New York, but I didn’t know they are that scattered around the

Because of fear their ridiculous things would reveal the secrets of the whole community, they were also to be watched by the Magic Council. One other side was to be inhabited by witches, wizards, vampires, werewolves, and hybrids of all kinds of all races. Races were compatible, who tended to congregate in one area of course. No one had the spare time to deal with hordes of supernatural beings that were always ready to make trouble and capable of inflicting terrible damage if fought.