Supernatural Cyoa Novels & Stories

Go, now, into the abyss. As I spoke, the sky darkened to black, as thunder rumbled. I could feel the power churning within me, unprecedented, never seen before. I watched as Lucifer, The Dark Lord, Cain, The Destroyer and Baèl, The Eternal One got sucked into another dimension, the abyss. I sighed. I felt the weapon dissipate, as though it never existed in the first place. The black aura of death fading along with it. I was back to Dean Olsen, the human. Then, I took off in a run. Tyler was dying.

She scowled. "if he isn't Human, then What is he? A beast? A demon? A monster? All I see tied down is a normal human being, suffering, in pain, and-" Anne looked at Olivia with a hint of anger in her voice, " Enough! You know nothing. You know nothing about this world you live in , there are demons, monsters, witches, whatever you thought were fairy tales, they exist. You want to know what Lucas is? LYCAN! Lucas is a Lycan, is that enough to make you proceed with the experiment?."

CHAPTER 11 — Cold & Warm A younger woman appeared at the top of the grand staircase. Her hair was loose, and she wore a casual yet expensive matching blouse and skirt that made her look effortlessly beautiful. With familiar brown eyes and facial structure, Kallista thought she must be a Hawthorne. “You must be the new bride,” the woman said, descending the stairs with an intimidating grace. “Lila,” Evelyn said sharply. “What?” Lila shrugged, her sharp blue eyes raking over Kallista. “I’m just introducing myself. Lila Hawthorne, Jaxon’s cousin.”

Raf stared for a long moment, then stood and walked to the window, hands in his pockets. "What if I say that you’ll reconsider staying once you know the truth?" Raf asked and turned back. "What do you mean?" Saraya frowned. "Sit down, Honey Bee. You might need support," Raf said. Confused, she sat on the sofa. "Have you ever heard about the Supernatural World?" Raf asked. Saraya nodded. "Yeah, our teacher once told us there is another world besides humans — made of vampires, werewolves, demons, witches, maybe fairies… and that they have soulmates or something. But it must be a myth, right?" she said uncertainly.

It was a revelation that left her spellbound. Astrid's journey through the pages began with the Werewolves, the very first Supernatural creatures, conceived by the Moon goddess Serene, whose celestial name is Luna. Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past.

“I couldn’t get through to mom here. I wonder why that happened.” “Your mother is filled with pure energy . She has a pure heart and darkness could never mimic that. If you had seen her, you would have known immediately that something was wrong.” My mother's worried face flashed in my thoughts and gratefulness filled my heart. I truly was blessed with wonderful parents. I couldn't ask for anything more. “And Sofia?” “She’s a succubus and is not relevant around this time of your story.” Ouch! Sofia would hate to hear that. “Cyrus is a demon. Should she have recreated him?" or did that only happen because he was half human…? But her next words made me halt.

There’s no way this is really happening right he can’t possibly tell me that not only is it possible for people to have mental abilities like telekinesis, and telepathy. But that I could be a direct descendant of a slave race of demi gods. Also, now I was mated and cosmically connected to one of the alien gods who was born from the race that created my ancestors and the entire human race. This was way too much to take in while recapping a night after situation, talk about information over load

“I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.” Gray nods and offers Bo a wide grin. “Maybe. They’ll be a hell of a lot better than us if they do.” We all know the truth though. Lycanthropy is a curse. There is no way to control it. Not on the full moon. “Come,” Bo says, knocking me out of the dooming thought of our near future. He puts a hand on my back, lightly guiding me to start walking. “Alazaer is down by twin hills, waiting for the others to come back,” he tells us.

His gaze fixed on her eyes. Una silently swallowed. Weren’t there any complications once Una told him who she was? That she came back from the dead and became a demon? Either way, she’d end up dead anyway. Una gambled his last hope of survival. “I am Una, a lowborn in the Nacht territory…” she paused before she added, “I was Hevian’s bride….” Drite’s eyes widened. “No way!” “I am telling the truth! Let’s make a deal. I can’t die again… I’ve just been resurrected!”

But the second that Cassidy saw Aaron on the ground, something switched inside of her, too. “You fucking bitch!” Cassidy shrieked, the same rage that Jo felt coursing through her own veins present in her aunt. An intense blast of blue light filled the room, as if every element of magic the Hybrid had within her was unleashed all at the same time. Jo heard it sizzle past her as it sent its blinding light out across the room, knocking all of the Vampires and Assassins between Cassidy and Holland aside and sending the Vampire Queen into the wall behind her with a sharp, thwack.