Supernatural Idjits Novels & Stories

“All Supernatural creatures have a soulmate. The second half of their soul belongs to them. Soulmates are given to us by fate and destiny. Even demons have a soulmate. Depending on what kind of supernatural you are— there are various ways you can tell who your mate is or how you will meet. For example, Nevaeh is a Nephilim and dreamt of Mikhail before she met him. Mikhail is a hybrid, which means he’s half-angel and half-demon. Angels dream of their mates, and demons tend to lose control of their demon selves slowly. Their bodies become more uncontrollable and violent. We’re definitely more volatile. Vampires are basically the same. They crave more blood, and wolves can smell their mates. Th

She continued to explain how ANTI was so dangerous that it was literally impossible to fight them because they had special devices that could kill even the most powerful Supernaturals. “Well, let's assume they can't be fought, how on Earth will they know if someone is a Supernatural? It's not like it's written on our forehead or that we can't pass as humans.” She laughed and shook her head, genuinely surprised that I was so ignorant. “We are talking about an agency that has billions at its disposal and the full backing of multiple governments...they are capable of doing the impossible.”

the middle God Destroyer hissed, his voice dripping with venom, "your time as supreme gods is at an end. We, the Supreme God Destroyers, shall claim your power and make the werewolves our puppets!" The werewolves let out a collective gasp, their hearts pounding with fear and uncertainty. The Supreme God Destroyers were a force to be reckoned with, their power far exceeding that of any werewolf. The mere thought of them controlling the entire werewolf race sent shivers of dread down their spines.

Their faces flickered between familiarity and monstrosity—sometimes bearing perfect resemblance, sometimes contorted with grotesque exaggerations. Damian braced his shield against a wave of crushing force, the dark twin of himself slamming forward with a blow that cracked the stone beneath his boots. “These things are stronger than before!” he shouted, pushing back hard enough that sparks flew where metal met corrupted reflection. “It’s like they’re feeding on us!”

She had to as she had no one to go to, most especially now that she’s pregnant. Scott Hunt had been diagnosed for having Antisocial Disorder which no one knew about aside from his psychiatrist, Jess, and Kaiser. He was great in manipulating people without feeling any remorse. Even Samantha, an exceptional psychiatrist hasn’t seen through him—not even Takumi. Everything he has shown to everyone he calls as "friends" were all fake and he regrets nothing. Scott is also the son of an underground leader who lures cursed people into opening a portal between heaven and hell.

“What do you mean you’ll tell us everything?” Norman, Soraya and Diwata all turned their attention to Idris and the monster who just killed Mrs. Whitmore and ate parts of her unborn child. “Did someone sent you here?” Idris asked. I don’t even know what he was thinking when he asked that question. Of course someone sent it here and it’s the devil himself. This thing is a monster, she eats unborn soul for dinner and Idris’ was still entertaining it like it deserves to live.

“It’s possible that it could be a human, but we want some evidence before we can proceed. That’s not all, though. Mathias’ men have also found the mutilated bodies of three supernaturals near the school, and there have also been reports of other missing sups near the area. We’ve kept those murders under wraps from the humans and the media too. They were all students at Cal State. Unlike the human kids, they weren’t decapitated. But it’s too close to home for us to ignore the coincidence. Mathias is working on finding the missing supernaturals, but it’s possible that they’re dead too.” Conceding his point, I hold my palms up, curious. “What kind of sups?” Tristan lifts a file from his desk an

Ivory pulled her close and hugged her tightly. "Although when I stare at you all I feel like sending those fangs of mine through your throats for once trying to kill me but we've all made mistakes, been controlled by something you cannot change but continuous fighting wouldn't change shit, werewolves, Witches and Vampires now." Aiden said and stared at Sarah. " I think this is now a pack of Supernatural." Aiden said and they laughed as he pulled Obama and hugged him tightly. " I guess I have another bro in the team now." He added causing an eruption of laughter.

"Stop making fun of me already, will you?" "Whatever makes you think I'm doing that?" "Everything! You all are! I'm not an idiot. And this prank isn't funny anymore. So quit it already." She was getting agitated now. That was better than the hysterical laughter, but only marginally. "It's not a prank, Ivy. It's the truth." Ivy shook her head, not ready to believe me. "No, it's not. Supernatural creatures exist only in shows and movies, everyone knows that. You're not going to fool me."

Amber snapped at the exact same time Cassandra yelled, “She crushed my phone!” The headache that had been forming earlier exploded into full force. “And attacking each other, fighting with your claws out, seemed like the best solution?” My voice dropped to that dangerous level that made people step back. “Because in your clearly idiotic-induced brains, you have forgotten that people cannot find out that the supernatural exists. And it is very clear that the people here are humans.” “I—” Amber started.