Supernatural Genres Novels & Stories

She sat on the root of the large oak tree, wooden stools appearing behind Aiden and myself and she said nothing until we sat. "While relationships in the supernatural community are not expressly forbidden, any offspring, especially one that exhibits characteristics of a crossbreed are rare. Almost unheard of. And considered a threat to the entire supernatural realm. It was bad enough that there were supernaturals existing, mutating to exhibit diverse abilities. But a mutation that exhibited equal or more abilities from two species? It was unanimously decided amongst the supernatural factions that they never be allowed to live. And it was so for the longest time. Perhaps the gods saw our inte

That was why the supernaturals traveled through leylines, even though the portals were unstable and dangerous. Warren’s chaos also brought the supernaturals into the light, since the playing field had been leveled when civilization was crippled and humans lost their most lethal weapon—technology. With magic coming to the fore, so did the supernatural beings. Now shifters, witches, and vampires ruled over the west region of North America, each species taking a territory and constantly fighting each other for dominance. “Are you saying Warren is still on Earth when he should have hauled his ass home, wherever that is, a long time ago?” I asked.

“We have to look for the baby at the hotel and get rid of it. Ask her how to get rid of the god. And how much time we've got before he becomes a complete god." “I believe she said they get rain on the seventh day and he has to eat six different body parts from his mother." “Where is his mother's body? Ask her." Will asked Mo asked and the woman replied. Then she told him. “Her body has been burnt up because they felt it was a sacrilege. We have an hungry orphaned demon on our hands." “We've got to find that baby. But how do we get rid of it?" Modupe asked the woman. When she heard the reply, she turned to him with a dissapointed look. “We can't. Only Makunde's mother can kill him."

He steps forward quickly and scratches the knife over her dress on the left side. Her bodycon tears down from her waist to thighs on the left side. A red strap appears around her waist under the bodycon. Her whole naked left leg gets on display for evil eyes. She puts a hand gripping and joining the two torn parts of her dress.

Sebastian shook his head, gripping me closer. "No, it isn't how it works," the Assassin interrupted. He kept his eyes trained on the sperm donor. The deep voice vibrated through my chest, and I swore everyone else felt it too. "In the supernatural world, you gain either your mother or father's supernatural qualities but still have the mixture of the physical aspects of their bodies. Humans are a blank slate, and while your father's genes are strong, he is not bonded to your mother." The Assassin shifted his feet, glancing at us. "That is the most likely reason you did not gain his supernatural genetics." The sperm donor scoffed. "You must not be a very old warlock if you didn't know that sim

“Conlan Frasier at your service, my angel.” I wrap my hand around his and smile when he kisses my hand. That’s when I notice the mark. Supernatural beings are usually identified in several ways. Demons, werewolves, vampires, and other underworld creatures usually have a tattoo of some kind. Angels do not. I mean, we can have tattoos, but we’re not born with them, and they certainly don’t look like they can come out of your body.

“We can do that. Nigel will get the books down that you will need to look over. While I make us all some tea. I feel that none of us is going to sleep much tonight.” “I agree with you, Mom. I know I won’t be able to sleep much, if at all. Nigel, on the other hand, will be the first one to sleep out of us, like always.” I said with a laugh Nigel just made a face at me and went to get the books. She came down with four books in her hand. One was for beginners, and they went up from there. So I picked up the one for beginners. To see what it was about, I grabbed a tablet and a pen so I could take some notes. Mom picked up the photo album and started looking through it. Nigel just sat there play

Of course, I wasn't letting them into my hell of a ride back there. "This might sound very inappropriate. But I'm sure you must have heard about the war. Supernatural species going up again the other. Just last night, the Lycans attacked the werewolves. If there is a supernatural world war, we would be vulnerable and an easy pick. We would easily be made into slaves." "I'm sure you have a plan already... Dad." This was gradually going down to it might not be good for you but it's what's best for the pack.

I stared at Lucy as blood dripped from my cut hands onto the ground. Her words filled me with fear. “Gab, you don’t understand how werewolf blood works on humans,” Lucy said. “A werewolf can only use their natural healing power on the same human once in their lifetime.” She looked at Daniel before continuing. “The first time you healed him, your power fixed him and saved his life. But it also changed his body. His blood is now resistant to your healing power, so your magic will no longer work on him.”

the doctor said, and I nodded. “When we created the first of the supernaturals, they were in two distinct categories based on the type of supernatural essence, or magic, they possess,” the doctor began. “For example, the first supernatural races were the sorcerer and the witch. They hold different magic types. The witches are elemental magic and the sorcerers are dimensional magic.” “Yeah, I’m already lost,” I said, and she chuckled.