Supernatural Cyoa Novels & Stories

Rachel crossed her arms and raised her brows. My eyes widened and I shook my head like a madwoman so that my disagreement was clear. "What! No, I'm sorry. I wasn't listening. I don't actually know what you two have been talking about," Rachel smirked which was contrary to the reaction she had before. Saiora giggled and then Rachel followed. "We know, it's obvious that something else has your attention," Saiora said. "But the question is what?" Rachel inquired. I thought it would be embarrassing to admit that I was still thinking about Alex who was dating Yumena so I made something up as quick as I could. "I'm just fascinated that I'm," he finally walked through the door. I gulped and release

“We have sent him to a hospital and he is getting treated as we speak. I wish we were mated, so I could communicate with you mentally. I could’ve told you everything a long time ago.” I blinked. Several times. “You guys can…telepath? And I’m only hearing about this now?” “Oh?” Cameron looked confused. “Sarah didn’t tell you that?” I narrowed my eyes at him. “Is there a reference book I can go through? Not just on werewolves but all supernatural creatures in general? Because I keep finding new things every day and its giving me a whiplash. Just…dump it all on me! At once.” A slow smile spread over Cameron’s lips as his fingers moved up and down my arms in a lazy manner. “How about I start wit

Ena began clasping her hands to her front," try to listen will you?” “Kaya and Ally have been caught up in the midst of a supernatural war. Kaya Aka Gabrielle’s daughter is mated to two powerful beings, by mated I simply mean, destined. The most powerful being of the two is Azian, the boy you know as Abigail’s nephew and who is indeed in fact, a dragon taking up human form, and is considered the most powerful being in the twin realms. Notice I said realms, not realm, the supernatural and neutral realm as well as possibly that of Vigra.

She worked alongside human historians, blending her supernatural insights with their scholarly expertise, to piece together the mysteries of the past. During one of her expeditions to a remote island, Seraphina stumbled upon an ancient prophecy engraved on a weathered stone tablet. The prophecy spoke of a hidden realm, accessible only to those with a bloodline as intertwined as hers. It foretold of a powerful artifact that, when combined with the unity of supernaturals and humans, would unleash unimaginable magic upon the world.

“Okay, so when can we do this?” “The next blood moon is in 1 year according to our predictions” “YOU HAVE TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME” – I shout punching the wall “I am sorry Alpha, but it is a really complex spell and without the witch casting it we have to wait” “So if we find Lorena before the blood moon we can undo it?” “Yes” – they both say I mind link Ed “Get your ass in my office” He didn’t respond and knocked on the door “come in” – I say

Your support means everything to me, dear lovers of My Lycan. — Dee_jonah

Just as Regina start to examine the totem there is a knock on the door and as Gina open it she stands shocked at what is waiting for her. "High Priestess Gina, I'm Alaya and this Juan, the werewolf King sent us to work with you with an some sort of antidote they need" She says and all that Gina can do is nod. She feel her soul snap into place as soon as she look into Juan's eyes. As witches they don't have the ability to identify their soulmate like werewolves and werecats but you can instantly feel when your soul is complete.

"The Lycans have been extinct for centuries. They are dust and legends." "Tell that to the photograph," Valerius replies, his voice shaking. "If this woman is real, Draven didn't just lock up a wolf. He caged the heir to an extinct throne. If June’s untethered shift gets out of control, she won't just tear up a dorm room. Her aura could level the entire campus." "If this woman was at the Spring Formal," I mutter, staring hard at the photo, "there is no way my father didn't know. He was on campus around that exact same time."

Yale laughed, “She definitely is odd, but like you said, maybe she is the key.” Clay nodded and tapped the wine bottle against the log, “Maybe so. Either way, when she told me supernaturals (as she called them) were not known in her timeline, that scared me. I know we will all die one day, but that made death more real, more apparent. We need her help, I think.” Yale sighed, “I think you are right. Are you going to tell her?” Clay thought about it. He wouldn’t even know where to begin. He wasn’t even sure Jenna felt the pull like he did.

“It only happened when I asked them to help me see Cristine.” Amy nodded slowly. “Makes sense. You’re taking in too much of their energy to open your inner eye to other entities. And for some reason, that’s knocking you out every time.” “Meaning no more asking for extra sight,” the Haunter Supreme decreed, and waited for me to face him. “Promise you won’t do it again.” I nodded with a weary smile. “Okay, off of me, all of you. I’m fine.”