Supernatural Imaginary Friends Novels & Stories

“Did you say friends meaning its more than one person?’’ I confirmed again. “Yeah, your friends are very outgoing, pretty and charming. Your father even wants to bake them some cookies, he hasn’t baked for so long. He is so happy to see a friend of you have never brought a friend home remember?’’ What was happening. Did the angels come straight from heaven to pay me visit? I didn’t have any friends. I should be warning her of demons or ghosts trying to pause as my friends. Or was this another big millennial miracle that the earth was witnessing after centuries? “Hey, just... I...’’ I was about to warn her when she cut me off. “Well, I’ll tell them to come up, since you don’t feel like coming

Her mom caressed her hair to calm her down. "Something bad happened again? Why are you so nervous, my dear Ophelia?" Her mom asked. "I was attacked by a group of vampires, mom. They tried to hurt me and my friend." Alexis answered. "Do you also know someone named Leirey?" She asked. "The Moon Goddess from the Dark World." Her mom answered. "Our world is in the Alternate Dark World. It is an another version of their Dark World but it's darker than them." Her mom explained.

Chapter 2 - Protesting too much Mikhail I stroll into the living room of our new home. Home, what a joke. The SC (Supernatural Council) placed us here because they don’t know what to do with us. Unfortunately, like the human world, the supernatural world is also full of orphans. According to the system, my parents are unknown. I was found in an abandoned warehouse. Unfortunately, no one stepped up to claim me, so they placed me in a home for supernatural kids. The problem is that, unlike human homes, our jailers had to make sure we weren’t using our powers or killing innocents by mistake. In my case, the Council keeps a very close eye on me. Apparently, being the son of an Angel and a Demon

“Really? Well, don’t blame me if I say that he deserved it. Nevertheless, I wasn’t behind that. I am not a fighter.” In the dim glow of the cabin's lanterns, Jess finally decided it was time to let in her children on who the master was. Miranda and Manuel sat across from her, their expressions a mix of curiosity and apprehension, as if sensing that whatever their mother was about to reveal would change their lives forever. "Children," Jess began, her voice steady yet laced with the weight of years of secrecy, "Supernaturals exist. They are beings beyond our understanding, beyond what ordinary people can see or comprehend. They are powerful, and some can be dangerous."

My brows furrowed as I scrolled. It was full of supernatural theories, secret societies. Non-human entities. Stories of men who appeared and disappeared at will. Figures who manipulated reality from behind the scenes. I snorted softly. “This is ridiculous.” I refined the search and tried again. The same nonsense stared back at me. I felt a strange chill crawl up my spine, not fear exactly, but irritation mixed with disbelief. “No,” I said aloud. “That’s not possible. Those things don’t exist.” I dropped the phone onto the desk harder than necessary.

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.

The host chuckled, masking a hint of envy in her voice. "Welcome to 81.9 GistFM, I'm Aaaa-manda, and we're ready to delve into something spooky today. Though Halloween isn't here yet, we'll be discussing the supernatural, including Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even Witches. If young ones are tuned in, you might want to switch off the radio. But first, let's get down to business - do you believe in these supernatural entities? Miranda halted.

Lucas teased, grinning at Raphael. "This is Scuttlebutt, my loyal familiar," I said, beaming with pride as I scratched behind Scuttle's ears. "And that's Jinks, Lucas's faithful familiar." Raphael's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Familiars, you say? I'm not familiar with the concept." I chuckled at the pun, launching into an explanation. "Familiars are supernatural beings with the ability to shapeshift. They're powerful, and magical, and serve as our protectors and guides. They amplify our abilities and assist us in mastering our craft." Raphael's eyes widened, intrigued. "Fascinating! I think I might need a familiar of my own. Where do I sign up?"

“What is that supposed to mean? What kind of things can you see? Are you referring to an imaginary friend or something?” “No,” I snap, bristling. “He isn’t imaginary! He is real.” “He…” The old man repeats. “And who exactly is he?” “His name is Willy,” I respond. “And he’s here with us.” At my words, everyone begins to look around, clearly searching for Willy even though there is no way that they will be able to see him. “He isn’t here physically.” I explain. “He is here spiritually.” “Like a ghost?” Uncle Giddeon asks, his eyes growing wide. “Are you saying that you can see ghosts?”

Devina whispered. "I guess we have an issue to address." Aiden said and everyone turned to him. "Sambora Canto isn't what we think she is, She's not a human." Aiden said. "What?" They chorused. "She's a supernatural." Aiden said. "A Supernatural wanting to send all Supernatural on exile, isn't that crazy?" Elsa whispered. "We can't say which creature she is, She's fast like a vampire but uses magic." Devina said. "Magic?"