Supernatural Episode Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

not like I could use it even if I wanted to. “No one knows, at least, no Supernatural knows, all we know it's an agency that found out one way or the other that Supernaturals, or mutants like they say, exist and ANTI’s solo goal was to end every Supernatural.” I don't know why this excited me, perhaps it was because my mother had told me little to nothing about the Supernatural world and hearing someone telling me a whole lot was wonderful. I had series of questions to ask her but I kept them all to myself, I didn't want to appear too pushy.

not like I could use it even if I wanted to. “No one knows, at least, no Supernatural knows, all we know it's an agency that found out one way or the other that Supernaturals, or mutants like they say, exist and ANTI’s solo goal was to end every Supernatural.” I don't know why this excited me, perhaps it was because my mother had told me little to nothing about the Supernatural world and hearing someone telling me a whole lot was wonderful. I had series of questions to ask her but I kept them all to myself, I didn't want to appear too pushy.

Sam pointed out panicked. Everyone wore puzzled faces, obviously short of ideas on how to escape our dire situation. “What if you used us?” “What?” I asked weakly, a gasp barely escaping my lips. ‘Cole and I are both supernatural beings, we have magic running in our veins–ancient magic at that. What if you siphoned us...used our magic” “And do what with the magic?” I asked faintly. “Blow us out of here?” Skye replied with so conviction it felt like he had done this before.

The transformation rippling through the greenhouse sent shockwaves across dimensions that mortal senses could barely comprehend. As Iris and Damien's consciousness merged into something unprecedented, the very fabric of supernatural law began to rewrite itself around them. But Evangeline's ancient fury was far from spent, and the crystalline prison holding her began to crack under the pressure of powers that were older than civilization itself.

he breathed out, “I and Felicia’s father had an agreement way before I met you and I actually came back to this country to finalize the plans for that.” “The agreement was that I would marry Felicia and make her Luna and in return, the both Packs would be allies…” “Wait! So Felicia is like a supernatural being too?” “Why else would she be invited to that party if she wasn’t?” he asked like he was talking to an idiot. I rolled my eyes at him which ordinarily made him chuckle like a lovesick puppy. “Well because her father is very rich and popular, he is even contesting for mayorship duh! Plus, if she was supernatural, why didn’t she like super attack me or something?”

said Clay. Jenna sighed, “There is nothing in any of our history books about this war. Supernaturals are just make-believe.” Clay nodded, “But you came from a different timeline, so maybe you’re the key to changing everything.” "In books, supernaturals are scary. Vampires kill humans and drink their blood, dragons are ferocious, werewolves are feared, and witches are deemed crazy.” Jenna said with a look of worry on her face. Both men smiled, “So most of that is true, but we all follow rules and a code.”

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIVE AURORA'S POV Chapter 105 opened with a sense of anticipation and excitement as our pack continued to navigate the intricate web of supernatural politics and forge ahead on our path toward unity. It was a chapter that brought both triumph and heartache, as we confronted new challenges and faced the consequences of our actions. The Supernatural Unity Initiative had gained significant momentum, and our efforts to bridge the gaps between different supernatural communities were beginning to yield results. The once-distant factions now found themselves engaging in open dialogue, seeking common ground, and working together to address shared concerns.

A loud shriek blocks off the screams and the picture of his wife and daughter lying lifelessly on the ground is displayed. He remembers that day clearly like it was yesterday despite many years passing by. He was tricked by a witch whom he considered his best friend. Back then,he and Saul were best of buddies. They would hang out together,go hunting and drinking together. On that fateful night,Saul was manipulated by the queen of the witches with the help of Lucifer. He was forced to add poison to the drink he served Damien. That poison was not meant to kill Damien but it would make him weak, weaker than a human.

All the women turned to stare up towards Nevaeh's cage to see the commotion. The leader, Beta Daniels, had stepped out from the shadows, making his way towards Nevaeh's cage. "Step aside, Diego." Beta Daniels growled. "We don't want her damaging herself." Diego stepped aside as Beta Daniels grabbed Nevaeh around the waist and picked her up like she weighed nothing, walking her towards the washroom door. I slumped down to the bottom of my cage, pulling my knees to my chest and wrapping my arms around me, feeling the terror of the unknown beginning to build up inside me. I could still hear Nevaeh's whimpers through the closed doors of the washroom. My hand reached up to grab the necklace my pa

She already suspected that the strange occurrences plaguing Samantha's group of friends were the work of something otherworldly, something malevolent. The thought sent a chill down her spine as she contemplated the possibilities: was this Mr. Hunt's doing, or perhaps a stroke of Samantha's bad luck? Jess couldn't rid herself of the nagging suspicion that their shared obsession—to open a gateway between the living and the dead—had released a power beyond their control. And she, for one, wanted no part in stealing such a mysterious grimoire to fulfill such stupidity.