Supernatural Heaven Can't Wait Novels & Stories

He said, “I’m busy. I don’t have time.” Thinking of this, he somehow got restless. He pulled out his phone and typed a message. [Send me your address. I’ll pick you and Tyler up tomorrow.] He frowned, deleted it, and typed again. [Where are you and Tyler staying? I’ll come get you tomorrow.] He drew in a breath and pressed send. Sending failed. The soda can hit the floor with a loud clang. Matthew’s brow furrowed. He opened the company group chat in a hurry. He could not find it.

"They're turning public opinion against all supernaturals. If millions of people watch them execute Sarah and cheer for it..." "It changes everything," I finished. "Supernaturals won't be able to hide anymore. The world will know we exist, and they'll think we're monsters that need to be eliminated." "When does the stream start?" Jaxon asked. Quinn checked the website again. Her face went even paler. "In six hours. They're doing a countdown. Building anticipation. They even have a chat function where people can comment in real time." Six hours. We'd thought we had until noon tomorrow, giving us time to rest and plan and gather our forces. But if they were starting the broadcast in six hours.

Are you certain you still want to oppose the Heavenly Medical Pavilion, Ashton? Ashton stated solemnly, "I'm certain of it, Lord Mott. I actually understand your concerns. There are still ten days until Callum and Wanda's wedding, so I plan to use this time to push myself to ascend into the otherworldly realm. I'll absolutely be capable of taking Callum on once I make that breakthrough." Xavion stared at Ashton in shock. "You want to ascend into the otherworldly realm in ten days? How confident are you, Ashton?"

I also used this time to change my visa from short-term to long-term, as I wasn’t planning to come back anytime soon. The next morning, just as I was about to board the plane, I got a phone call. “Hello, is this Ms. Aelia Lawson?” “I'm Aelia Lawson, yes.” “We’ve found a matching heart donor for you. Can you come to Sceleria as soon as possible?” I stared at the unfamiliar number, confused. “I didn’t make any appointments with any hospital overseas.” “You know Mr. Charles Lawson, right?” My expression froze. “He’s my father."

She had to tell me what he was, what made him so special and what those things behind him were. “You’ve heard stories, right?” she said quietly. “About Angels? My breath caught. “Yes,” I replied. “Supernatural beings that protect the earth, they are in heaven with God, he is the all time supreme being.” “Humans,” she rolled her eyes. “Well, there's a little truth in it. The supreme one and all, after all, he's the one that cast demons here.” I nodded, soaking in all the information. “So he is—”

"It's not safe for him. He’s a 'pro-human'—a good guy, but a bit naive. An evil vampire lured him here. I’m certain they have sinister intentions." “I see. We’ll wait for them to enter. Once we're inside, hold my hand and we’ll find a safe vantage point.” "Why on earth should I hold your hand?" Joe asked, disgusted. “Teleportation, idiot! Don't get any ideas—I’m not interested in men at all!” The terrified screams of the humans echoed through the air, their voices and figures fading away as they crossed the threshold into Heaven’s Cliff. “The coast is clear. Let's go.”

“I… I’m…” “Come for me, little one. Show me what you feel.” “I’M GOING TO… I’M…” I arched completely. And in the exact moment my body exploded for the first time… the only thing I could think was: “If this is heaven… then its name is Declan.”

the voice paused like she was thinking "I don't really know whether I will be free" "Ok, when will you be free?" "Venue?" she asked. "Sincity by 7 PM" "Alright; I will be there". "I will be waiting," he said between a smile and the call ended. "Heaven!" he said out loud, still in unbelief and shocked to the bones. Why did she call him today of all days? He questioned himself. He remembered his dream; could it be that the universe trying to tell him something? If Heaven was dead according to his dream; why is she calling him?

He would be scared. As expected, the day fell upon them without any warning. It was a beautiful day, the same day Sam and Nat wedding supposed to be. Sun bright and sky blue, Dean sipped his cocktails with Air in the balcony and they watched demons coming out of the hell gates. There were hundreds of them just in city; the heaven would be targeted first. Cleaning out the angels, no one would stop their slaughtering festival on earth. Dean hummed when he caught the message. It was from Sam and his friends, no doubt. He read and let out a laugh. Air raised her eyebrows at him.

After all, she is avoiding me and basically everyone else. Even her mom, which is sad. —— After 10 minutes of waiting for Heaven to arrive, she finally arrives with her cheer uniform and her hair and makeup done. She looks at me, then quickly turns her gaze away as I catch her. "Miss me?" Heaven smirks, her voice already irritating me. "No." I shoot back at her, smiling as I feel her smirk fall down into a serious face. The girls look at Heaven and I weirdly, as if they've never seen us interact this way, which is understandable because we hate each other.