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I ask just before we make a sharp turn to a wide hallway. “Alpha Daymion has to settle a few things; seal the hole that has gaped since his departure.” “Hmm,” I nod, immediately pushing thoughts about the old man out of my head. “How did we really manage to get here? Last I remembered we were in a cart.” Sir Brak looks at me with one eye closed, the open eye’s brow perked. It is more of a ‘Please do not tell me you don’t know’ kind of look. “The thing about Supernaturalism is that it deals with uncanny stuff like Portals.”

Y: Yielding To Superior Predators Submission to those higher on the food chain. Power dynamics based on supernatural hierarchy. Z: Zero Human Stamina Accommodation, Zealous Territorial Behavior Partners who don't adjust their inhuman endurance for human limits. Obsessive protective and possessive actions over mates and territory. IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER All creatures in this collection are sentient, sapient beings capable of communication and informed consent. This is fantasy paranormal erotica featuring intelligent supernatural entities with human-level or greater intelligence. They can speak, reason, negotiate, and give enthusiastic consent. This is not bestiality. These are people, they're j

He told me and I'm very happy to heard about it. He quickly sent me back to Earth but as an evil woman who looked for men as my prey and drained their energy by doing a sexual activity. After I'm done with them, I would kill them or if I liked one of them, I just visited him every night in his dream until I sucked up all of his energy and he will eventually die due to sexual exhaustion. ------------ I almost forgot that Damon and I were having a dinner. " You seemed like you're in the other world my love" he asked me.

Not like she was supporting the enemy which was actually Clara and Kieran, but they were kicking some home world butt. “And you got it” Ronnie said and she didn’t like her tone. “You’re lying”. “Not like I care or anything, but Supernaturals are dying. Just a reminder”. The seal was close enough to what she saw. She had seen it in her mind and it was close. The wings were on her back now and Ronnie had a smirk and Danny grabbed her by her wrist and she was glowing purple. “Like hell I’ll let you out of my sight”. And they made their way to the battlefield. She had arrived just in time to see spinning death going towards every soldier. The power alone radiating off of it scared her. But she d

"I understand that that may not be Austin's mother. So what's happening?" Damian looks at Austin. He nods at him. Austin looks at me. "Yes, Sybil Leek is not my mother nor your biological one. She is your godmother. Our mother was infertile. She couldn't have children. Mom and dad met someone who said they could help them have children. I've come to find out that it was Sybil Leek. She's well-known for practicing dark magic; she's a witch. It's likely she did a spell to take their firstborn daughter. She may have taken you for her own personal gain. I don't know for sure," Austin tells me. "We are also werewolves."

Jenna sighed, “That sounds wonderful. My timeline doesn’t have anything like that. If you like someone enough, you get married and start a life, but no one is made for each other.” Marissa frowned, “I can’t imagine that.” Jenna sighed, “Yeah, it's nothing like what you just described. Do supernaturals mate to humans?” she asked. Marissa nodded, “There have been a few reported cases of one of those species having a fated mate that’s a human, but that’s very rare. Sometimes they do start relationships not being fated mated” Jenna nodded, “Hmm, okay.” Marissa laughed, “Go ahead, get dressed, and come down for breakfast. Yale and Clay are leaving after breakfast.”

We reluctantly break apart after a couple of minutes and continue to walk hand-in-hand. “Let’s go see the witch,” Rowan says as he leads me to his car. As we come close to our destination, I reflect on how my life has changed lately. For one, I’m no longer human. I’m part of the supernatural world. Rowan, the boy I had a crush on for years, is my boyfriend, and my father might be experimenting on supernaturals. Yep, my life has definitely taken a crazy turn, but I don’t regret any of it.

I said, and he squinted his eyebrows. “What? This doesn`t make sense. How my parents being human summarized what the fuck happened to me, and why I woke up here in the middle of this clearing.” He said, and I took a deep breath. “Let me explain something not many know…” I sighed. “A couple of supernaturals most likely will have supernatural offspring, but in rare cases, they just get human offspring,” I said, and he squinted his eyebrows. “We call them recessive supernaturals,” I explained.

“Yes El! Supernaturals are magical creatures, call it poetic or not, they are special, even vampires. They are creatures moved by magic!” “But I—I don’t have magic.” “Uh, yeah, there’s a fucking reason you don’t have magic!” “No, I mean, I’m fully human, I know neither of my parents were supernaturals, no ancestry either and I’m certainly not a witch!” “Then it’s less of a miracle and more of an act of god that you aren’t dead from taking that shit for—fuck, how long?” “…Ten years?...Charlie? Are—are you alright?” I asked worriedly as she just stood there for a few moments, wide eyed and looking like she’d been beamed to the moon.

"Uhm...is it wrong for me to say I'm fascinated with this world and the people living in it so I...I wish to stay?" Oh dear... I didn't see that coming. *** Author's Note: My supernatural romance book, Sanctum, is available for purchase on Amazon in ebook and paperback formats. Please support me by buying the paperback and leaving a review on Amazon and Goodreads. I would greatly appreciate it. xoxo JMFelic