Novel & Cerita Supernatural Inc 2

The organization had been tracking supernaturals for hundreds of years, at first in the United Kingdom, but in the mid seventeen hundreds, they'd moved over to America as well. Given access to the KPID's super top secret information, I was able to update and strengthen the magic already in place as well as add some newer, more technical attributes with Heathcliff's help. All major world governments agreed to keep the name of the agency a secret as long as their agents from around the world could work alongside certain supernaturals within the agency. Each time a supernatural entered their jurisdiction, an alert would sound. Then it was determined whether they were a threat or not. The system

Prologue: The cousins: “Oh shit yall back! We thought yall got tired of the foolishness we got going on, because we sure as shit, done got tired of the bullshit ourselves. We thought yall was gonna be quick about it, but it’s been a minute. So anyway Even though yall been gone long, I might as well tell you now, we still haven't had a chance to enjoy shit; not a damn thing. Do you know why? I can tell you why, it's because for some fucking reason supernatural motha fuckas are always mad about something. I mean they don't like nobody, all they want to do is kill folks, kidnap you, impregnate, or try an force you to be with them. Did I miss one? It don't matter you get where this is going. Now

The school went into lockdown—no one in or out until the investigation was complete. That night, Mrs. Harriet's summons came. "We have a situation," she said when I met her in Sterling's office. "An anomaly has appeared on the premises. Class D, possibly higher. It's an Incubus—an anomaly of desire." "What does it do?" "Exactly what you'd expect. It feeds on lust and obsession, making everyone around it become infatuated. If left unchecked, it will eventually impregnate someone, and that pregnancy will spawn more anomalies." She slid a file across the desk. "You need to find it and eliminate it before that happens."

Power crackled through the air, visible to my enhanced senses as silver threads that connected her to the very foundation of our territory's protections. The inscriptions began to glow with a soft, ethereal light that I knew only I and Stephan could see but even at that I knew that every supernatural here could feel the shift in the atmosphere. Only nine supernaturals in the world can recite these spells and without another's company, but this seemingly human girl casually recited them, drawing a reaction from them. How is this even possible?

Lance asked my mother in all politeness but there was an edge to his voice that demanded an answer. I would’ve been upset that Lancelin was using his authoritative tone at my mother but it was an important question if someone was going around telling people that Incubi existed. The supernatural world must be kept a secret from humans, at least in this dimension. Or scientists would love to cut them open and experiment on them. It wasn’t that the supernatural were easy prey, but they had their vulnerable too. Elderly and children who were more susceptible to the dangerous weapons built by us humans.

But what does that have to do with us," as I started to put the pieces together. She was nervous and I told her to go on, she stated, "I told the demon that I was barren, and she touched my belly and said, "Not anymore," before I was knocked out. I woke up thinking it was weird until I found out I was pregnant two months later with twins." She continued her story, "When you guys were born, we felt the power, and Queen Marion confirmed everything, so to hide your powers, we bound you both and never spoke of it again because the Supremes weren't around." I looked at Cayden and said, "So, we are reincarnations of these jackasses' former advisors who happened to be demons, thanks Bashien for the

“I don’t want to. But it’s the only way out. If we resist, we’ll be hunted forever. If we cooperate, maybe we can negotiate.” The warehouse doors opened. Six agents from the Supernatural Department entered, all wearing dark uniforms with the Department’s symbol, a scale over a sword. They carried weapons that glowed with blue runes, and their faces were serious, professional. “Incubus Mortyss.” called the leader, a tall man with graying hair and tired eyes. “You are under arrest for the murder of six members of the Shadow Council. And you, Lilim Evelyn, are detained as a witness and accomplice.”

I questioned. “No, I didn’t but when you look closely.” Before he could complete it, I stopped him. “Look Gaby, Aurora Russell died nineteen years ago, there is like her coming back. Remember that you were the one that gave her corpse to James and you knew she was burned as the werewolf rituals.” I reminded. He even attended the burial in disguise yet, he thinks that Aurora might be alive after all that, bullshit. “There is something called reincarnation. She might be reincarnated.” He argued.

The celestial beings, though unseen, surrounded them, guiding the couple through the final stages of their cosmic journey. The inciting incident unfolded as Victoria and Alexander, hands intertwined, began to channel their intentions into the celestial ritual. The symbols on the walls responded, arranging themselves into intricate patterns that transcended the boundaries of time. The astral script unfolded, revealing scenes from Sterling Manor's past, present, and potential futures—a cosmic tapestry woven with love, resilience, and unforeseen twists.

He moved with deadly grace, each strike precise, each burst of light scattering the shadows like dust in a hurricane. Their screams echoed around us, a symphony of despair and defeat that sent chills down my spine. Not even a minute had passed when the shadows that had been relentlessly chasing me vanished into the ether, leaving an eerie silence in their wake. My breath hitched as my wide eyes locked onto his back, the weight of what had just transpired settling heavily in my chest. I couldn’t fathom the sheer magnitude of his power. Was it normal for an incubus to possess such strength? Or was Damien truly that...different?