Supernatural #destiel Novels & Stories

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

Dieux Academy’s library had nine levels, each containing different Supernatural Signature Skills. The higher the level, the more advanced the Supernatural Signature Skills. Once James found suitable ones, he quickly viewed them, casually flipping through the pages before placing them back on the bookshelf and picking up another to read. Soon, he reached the ninth level of the library. On the ninth level, the Supernatural Signature Skills he flipped through were all highly advanced and well-known in the outside world. Despite his possession of the Genesis Path Scripture, memorizing these profound inscriptions was challenging, and he required some time to review each one.

Richard had found me. He shifted back into his human form mid-stride, the dark smoke swirling around his bare, heavily muscled chest as he walked down the rocky path toward me. He didn't look like a king; he looked like a god of destruction incarnate. Every step he took left a scorched, steaming footprint in the wet mud, his jaw clenched with a pressure that looked ready to shatter bone. "Did you honestly think you could run from me, Natalie?" Richard whispered. His voice didn't carry across the wind—it dropped directly into my mind, a deep, supernatural frequency that made my inner wolf whimper in absolute terror.

On the eve of our mating ceremony，Asher, my Alpha, proposed to have one last night of freedom. Asher had too much to drink. His hands wouldn’t stay still, roaming all over Selena. He looked like he wanted to ditch the bonfire right then and there, just to be alone with her. And this, the night before our bonding ceremony—the night before I, Ella, was supposed to become his Luna. The bonfire crackled. Silver Pine alphas, Moon Shadow betas, and my Moon Shadow attendants all mingled together.

He spits blood and kneels down. "No! Your majesty!" Aristo runs towards him and hugs Alfonso when he fainted. He tried to cure its wound but he can't. "Socrates can have the princess now..." The girl laughs loudly and she opens more portal and a lot of Level D's a came out. "Let's get out of here now!" Aitan said then when they were about to go, something came down from the sky. •*•*•*•* Alexis is still eating with Ginger when stops because she smells something. Her demon features are now showing up until, she releases a lot of black fire and went towards the smell.

When they are captured, they will be prisoners of the shifters first before I turn them over to the humans. “A nice stay in the dungeons of the Venom Fang could work.” Destinee says and I shake my head. “No, they will be prisoners of the Supernatural Council and will be held at our headquarters. They are human and so we need them intact.” I tell her and she pouts. “Fine, spoilsport.” I look at her in shock. She is becoming more like Gaia. Destinee is strong, and the firstborn female alpha. Her and Titus’s daughter Dahlia is the female Alpha of Alpha’s. She practically rules over all the packs, and every alpha has to answer to her.

"I bet lots of supernaturals heal quickly." "So now you're saying you're not human?" She arches an eyebrow at me. "I mean, maybe it's from the spell, the blood magic I did. It advanced my natural healing ability." "What is it you're not telling me?" she asks. As much as I want to share with her, I can't. This is my problem. My Viking ghost. "Nothing. Just feeling a little woozy from everything still. Sorry, I broke your containment circle for the zombie."

Everyone inside turned to us, tita Dehlia wasn't among them though. I wish I could talk to her to explain, but I don't know how to do that so she’d listen and understand my situation. Plus there's Lideon with his threats. I stopped walking again when the coffin was right in front of me. My body is almost numb and I can't feel anything. My eyes are stuck on his picture just above the coffin. He was smiling at the picture. It reached his eyes which made them spark and bright.

Esther spat at his feet. In a spark of rage, Denzel threw her to the ground, retrieved a handkerchief from his pocket, and proceeded to wipe her saliva from his shoes. When he was finished, he dumped the used cloth on her head and knelt till he was at eye level with her. "You don't deserve to breathe near me, Esther. I thank the goddess every day that Cinnia's mother, Manara, was nothing like you and in turn, Cinnia has none of your attributes. The woman you just tried to kill is a hybrid, yes. A freak of nature, you may call her but she is the best and purest of us and you tried to snuff out her magic and her life? Terrible mistake and for that, you will pay." Denzel's tone was low and dang

" Here's your drink" I took the drink glass and drank it all "Pour me another shot of booze" I kept watching the whole place while the waiter served my drink. When he put the drink on the counter, I drank it quickly "One more please" "But miss, you'll get drunk fast" - Never mind, I'm paying! - I ordered, rolling my eyes - All right I had three more shots of tequila and then I asked him to serve me a Red Snapper, a drink made with gin and sicilian lemon.