Supernatural Exile On Main St Novels & Stories

All of them looked as shocked as Seren when she saw me, the only difference is, I didn't share that shock with them. Instead, I already started to question if I was alive and this was my hell. A depiction of what I was supposed to suffer for eternity. "You're awake, thank God ," Zander commented, sounding a bit relieved but the look on his face said otherwise. "What happened?" I asked, hoping that someone would actually answer me so that I could get a better picture of what happened. "You tell us. You're the one that Exile took off with after killing our men." Ryder spat.

The second shattered the windshield of a delivery van. Another landed at the feet of the off-duty nurse. Its tiny body twitched once. Blood seeped from its eyes. She stared, unable to move. It was the same impossible shade. Almost black. As Manhattan descended into chaos, a single instruction appeared on a screen somewhere in the city. Find Dr. Naomi Sinclair.

I slowly lowered my back and reached my uniform with my hands on the floor. " Your lucky master didn't kill you or take you to the Abbys." She muttered coldly. I looked up and asked her about the word Abbys. " What do you mean by Abbys?", I said. Head maid Rea took a deep breath before telling me about it. Her lips trembled as she started to let out words. " It's a curse place for failures. Most Omegas who failed the hunt were brought there and they didn't get back after their families. I heard that it's not a safe place. " She told me as her face turned white.

Damien POV: The air crackled with anticipation as I, Damien, the future Alpha of our wolf pack, stood tall and proud before my fellow pack members. The weight of my impending leadership rested heavily on my shoulders, but my gaze was fixed and unwavering. Years had passed since we expelled Amia, a treacherous wolf who dared to defy our ways and embrace the dark arts of magic. Today, I intended to ensure that her name would forever be struck from our memories.

The guard pours more into the mug “Was it really him? Sigmond?” “His ugly visage is printed on the biggest excommunicated family’s records.” The blond priest scoffs “I’d know those hideous eyes anywhere. They resemble the devil.” Catch Zen? Even if his family was excommunicated so long ago? And who in their right mind would call Zen ugly? “They should be well on their way to the Capitol by now, huh.” The guard muses “I still can’t wrap my head around this whole curse business.” They keep talking, but I can’t hear it over the sound of my own heartbeat in my ears. Turning away, I find leaning against the cold wall for support, the life leaving my legs.

"Mira, contact the Silver Moon Pack in the North. Tell Alpha Marcus I need sanctuary for my people." "Sanctuary?" Mira's voice trembled. "Elena, what are you doing?" I grabbed the car keys from the desk. "I'm going to see this woman for myself. The little ghost who has our great Alpha under her spell." The Supernatural Sanctuary was a nondescript gray building downtown. I pushed open the heavy glass doors, the sharp smell of antiseptic hitting me. The lobby was crowded. Rogues who’d lost their packs. Orphans waiting for a new home.

You couldn’t really afford to waste food when you only made a little more than minimum wage. I went to the door, and then he got up to follow me outside. I went around the back of the apartment building right to the edge of the pavement where there was some brush before the ground led down into a large creek behind it. I dropped the package on the pavement, and he watched as I put my hand out and with a quick flick of the wrist, it froze solid from the inside out. I was so powerful it happened in an instant, and my control was so perfect that the ground around it did not freeze, nor did the package of meat freeze to the ground.

believed that the only way for us to be able to rebuild our population, was by producing children with the vampires and mages. And now, she has been told that her ex Alpha is looking for a hybrid bride. “I know mother, but unfortunately we didn’t have a seer telling us it was our only option at the time” I pointed out. “Hah! Quite frankly I’m amazed the Alpha even entertained the idea of approaching a seer in the first place!” “Perhaps that will give you an idea of how desperate we are” I replied gently. Her eyes softened. She moved back to the table and sat down. After taking a breath she turned back to me. “I can’t say I’ve heard anything from the other lone wolves. I’m unusual in the way

under his breath as he flips the phone. He has been everywhere since the divorce ,it felt like forever since the last time he set foot in LA , he sat back laid his head back and close his eyes running a multibillion dollar company while on an exile wasn't easy but he has done it and now finally he believes everything is over and things will get back to normal, he hoped if one can categorize a lonely life as normal.