Supernatural Crossovers Novels & Stories

“ Powers, leader? “ I blurted out, more confused than ever. “ Dear, the moon goddess created Supernaturals to be the Alphas and Luna of the pack for greater protection against stray and rogues, Axel’s great grandfather or should I say his ancestors were the main leaders of these supernaturals and they had the power and authority, we as a pack got it because we are descendants of these supernaturals. Axel married Dominica and since they were mates, his power transferred to her, therefore passing on to your sister and your brother. You were going at that time. “ “ Okay, so, where are the rest of the supernaturals? “ “ Sadly, most of them died after your parents did, like I said, their presence

Any crime involving supernatural elements, any case where human and supernatural law intersect, any situation requiring mediation between species. "That's... broad," Rick observed, his detective training kicking in despite his emotional turmoil. "Necessarily so," Ashworth added, still focused on her device. "Supernatural crime doesn't follow neat bureaucratic boundaries. A vampire feeding ring might span three cities. A witch's curse could affect victims across state lines. Shapeshifter fraud often involves multiple jurisdictions." Nathaniel leaned forward, his business acumen engaged. "What about resources? Equipment? Legal authority to operate across jurisdictions?" Mendoza pulled out anot

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

Patrick: please Zendaya, as he uses sign language to ask for her forgiveness Zendaya: no problem sir, I don't have any issues with it. Hybrids are a cross-breed of two or more different supernatural species. The term is commonly used to describe a werewolf turned into a vampire due to the fact that they were the first supernatural hybrid to be introduced. However, since the werewolf-vampire hybrid's creation, there have been other cross-breed hybrids revealed in the universe, such as Siphoner turned witch-vampire hybrids, werewolf-witch hybrids, and, in the unique case of Hope Mikaelson, a witch-werewolf-vampire tribrid.

I opened the folder. Inside were incident reports from other universities. Students with "extraordinary abilities" who'd lost control. Photographs of destruction, entire buildings collapsed, burn patterns that didn't match any known accelerant, people frozen solid in the middle of summer. And at the center of it all, casualty reports. Hundreds of deaths attributed to "supernatural awakenings." "Oh my God," Miguel breathed, reading over my shoulder. The final document was a psychological evaluation of Maya Cross, dated three weeks ago. The conclusion made my blood run cold:

“The supernaturals have been fighting each other for centuries for power. Among their tussle, we forgot humans were becoming powerful too. While not all of them know about our world, many of them have encountered one species or another. We didn’t realize when those humans started hunting us.” The candles on the mantle flickered against the breeze seeping through the old wood walls. The room smelled faintly of pine and worn parchment. “As the lines between territories blurred, the supernaturals began mixing. Some mated with humans, some exposed themselves to those who shouldn’t have known. Humans grew more aware of us. Some left us alone. Others wanted what we had—power.” He stopped to gather

I asked, and it was my dad’s turn to sigh. “The conclave?” he said, and I shook my head in confusion, and he sighed again. “The Conclave have reports of supernaturals missing. They are being taken directly from the covens, cabals, courts, clans,” then he looked pointedly at Chase, “and the packs. So it is our business,” and Chase looked down guiltily.

No, this one had blood all over the walls. What was the end result? They were trying to merge supernatural DNA with humans to create superhumans. I know, I know, it’s cliché. That doesn’t mean that it wasn’t true. According to the only surviving scientist, it was to help combat supernaturals. The idea being that they would annihilate all supernaturals before killing off their creations.

I’m average height at five-five, but Zane is at least a head or so taller than me. Tomorrow our little bliss ends as we go to the city. Somehow supernatural drugs are being given to humans. Supernatural drugs are much stronger and deadly to humans. All over there are just random spikes of drug overdoses. It’s to the point that the human authorities are getting involved, and the last thing we need is a war between supernaturals and humans again. It gets threatened every handful of decades. I guess we are due for it.

she says recalling. Bill goes silent taking in the weird explanation. "What do you mean fainted?" Lost in worry and conversation. She takes an unknown turn. A dark narrow alley appears in front of her. She keeps on going forward. "I had to give her blood…she had lost too much." "Oh god...are you okay now?" The dark alley no longer has any buildings around. Both sides of it are only having large and dense trees. "I am...what's shocking is that her name is Emma Shwagner."