Novel & Cerita Supernatural Idjits

A growl tore out of me, holding Saraya to my side, I reached in the direction and wrapped my hold around the fucker’s neck. “Show yourself you slime!” I thundered and the shimmer turned solid and the ugliest of Djinn I have ever seen appeared. He was big, even bigger than me in my assumed size. I allowed myself to grow a little, Saraya gasped and I could smell her fear. Djinns are supernatural, immortal spirits that could take any form and size. They are creatures the gods used as intermediate creatures which could be for good or evil. This one obviously didn’t know who he was fucking with. I grew until I was towering over the fucker and my claws were digging into his neck. He croaked his ey

“How is that possible?” “The radio, and the NES officers…” Ronnie stared at Aislen as if searching for teeth. “They said that this is a war against supernaturals. We thought they were whacked in the brain. But my mother kept saying that it was true but that the supernaturals weren’t hurting anyone…” Her mum was a supernatural, Aislen thought immediately or knew one. “We have lived along side with humans this entire time,” Aislen told her gently. “Your mother is right.”

The knock comes the third time and Cainan knows the only solution there is getting up, going to the door and knocking out whoever is at the door, but there’s a familiar voice, “I’m not leaving until I see you, Cainan Inferno.” The voice caused a stir in him and it wasn’t in a good way; it was most horrifyingly. “Samantha?” His voice comes out surprised and sceptical as it comes out. His eyes finally pulling apart, causing him to wince at the presence of the already bright day.

“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.

We do not know where this challenge is going to take place, but we know it will be very difficult. “So where are we going, mother?” Lila asked. “You both are going to the land of no return,” she said. Lila and I gasped. Land of no return is called that for a reason, that is where the dark supernaturals are kept, the supernaturals born with insanity, born with darkness twirling inside them. They have committed a lot of atrocities and have done things that are so gruesome. Time doesn’t move there and all of them can’t die and they are not fed either. They all eat themselves and kill themselves. If we go there, we are like new meats that they all want to devour. The wolves, vampires, demons, wi

“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.