Supernatural Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I couldn't scare her; it would break my heart into pieces if it did. "Oh," her head bowed. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean..." Razak licked the fawn's cheek, releasing a giggle. "Can you tell me if I am in America?" America? I had never heard of such a place. Not unless it was the realm of the humans. A land where most of the humans resided before all the supernaturals were created this world by the gods.

Leaving my father with no choice, he took me here—to Faerie, the land of the Fae with its giant trees and never-ending grass and flower fields—and made me a princess. Having a royal title did not save me from all the scrutiny. Nobody wanted to be my friend when I was younger, and I was constantly bullied by my pureblood siblings. Everyone saw me for what I was: a mistake. It should never have happened. The Supernatural should never mix with humans. Many of them believed that it would be the end of us all. But then again, it was not like there was a shortage of disagreements and tension inside one race and between races of the Supernatural world. I think we could handle our own oblivion just

he pulled bark, somewhat alarmed by the tone of her voice. "if you don't believe me, I have details of extra terrestrial and supernatural sightings..you could read my books...the London bridge, its a fake! its no support group, its Lucifer grooming the anti Christ...Adulfs the child of light who must stop her...but I see no star any more. she succeeded in giving him the mark...his borne a new gene. they feed now on his brain and direct him what to do." the parasites, Montoya thought. he speaks about the parasites. goddamn it, he couldn't be lieing.

Solana growled silently. “Was I supposed to take a fox’s word?! Damn it!” “Solana! Nerissa!” A familiar voice was calling for their name. It was Solana’s two other betas. They were running with the wind, Solana could feel their emotions, they were almost uncertain of what to feel. “Damian! Juls! Hurry up!” Solana shouted. They were gasping for air when they were reunited with their Alpha. Supernaturals don’t gasp for air, but they would if two big bad foxes were after them.

Fen's eyes burned brighter with each passing hour, his power growing exponentially as he absorbed the alpheno's essence. Finally, as the first rays of dawn pierced the darkness, the ritual reached its climax. With a triumphant roar, Fen unleashed a surge of power that swept through the chamber, enveloping Mary Jane and Alfred in a blinding light. Their bodies, once vibrant and full of life, withered and crumbled to dust, leaving behind only their lifeless souls.

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.

"I can't lie. Your spell won't let me. Right?" For the first time, I saw a hint of his birth father - Oberon - in him. I pulled from his grasp and stood, covering my mouth with the back of my hand. Fresh tears rolled down my face. "Right," I whispered. Gabe went over to the window, opening it again, and throwing one leg over the sill. "You promised you would never do that." He ground his teeth together. "Supernaturals are all the same. They take what they want without regard for anyone but themselves."

Alex’s hand gently squeezed my knee, telling me that he understood and that he was with me. However, in the anger that I now felt towards the Supernatural world in general for it’s fucked up rules and politics, I had completely failed to notice one important detail between me and Alex…and how accurately he had just read my mind and found out my deepest thoughts so easily…as if the mating bond was already working its magic without me even being aware of it.

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.”