Supernatural Kelly Kline Novels & Stories

Files that mentioned supernatural creatures, extraction protocols, and experiments on students with "special abilities." I'd thought those files were metaphorical. Corporate speak for gifted students or some elite program. I'd been wrong. My phone buzzed with a notification. I*******m. I picked it up absently, still staring at my evidence wall, and froze. The video was only twenty-three seconds long, posted by a freshman named @kellywolf_23. The quality was decent, clear enough to see exactly what was happening. Maya Cross kneeling beside a girl with a broken arm. Maya's hands glowing with soft white light. The girl's arm is straightening, healing, becoming whole again. Maya's eyes flashing

"We followed the rumors of the 'Shadow Wolf' in the woods. We knew it had to be you." I stiffened, the word 'Siphon' echoing in my head. 'A parasite. A monster.' I tried to pull away from Kelly’s embrace, my mind flashing back to Tyler’s gray, lifeless skin as I drained him. "You shouldn't be here. You need to go. Right now." "No way," Kelly snapped, pulling back just enough to glare at me, though her eyes were still swimming in tears. "Do you have any idea what we went through to get past the perimeter? We aren't leaving you again."

Salome’s POV “But I have one condition,” Kelly said, her voice barely a whisper. “Name it,” Clementine replied instantly. She leaned across the small, cluttered coffee table, her eyes searching Kelly’s face. “I just want the truth about my cousin. People don’t vanish into thin air without a reason. I need to know what happened to Russell.” Kelly took a slow look around the room, checking the corners as if someone might be hiding in the shadows. She leaned in close, her shoulders tense. “Whatever I tell you stays between us. If this gets out, I’m dead. Do you understand?”

v: "I never told you to trust me,'' I said. "Ace, do you think we can trust her enough to leave Mia here" I hear Damian ask his wolf. Magic. Let me introduce myself. My name is Sybil Leek and I was born on February 22, 1917, in England (A/N: Yes she is a real person, and if you don't believe me g****e her). I moved to the USA when I was 20. The whole world thinks that I died of cancer in 1982 but I am still alive living in the world of the supernatural. I met Jessica's parents when I was visiting an old friend of mine. They came and asked me to help them protect their little girl because they knew that they didn't have much time, And that was 10 years ago on new years eve.

she revealed, what I thought was obvious. "Damn, I was just about to hit on you," the ginger commented with a smirk. "This is Kelly and she doesn't know what kind of supernatural creature she is but I think its something werewolf related," Frost finally pitched in. "Well, she doesn't have a scent, that’s for sure," the girl stated, circling me. "That could make her a lot of unrelated wolf species," she said folding her arms and staring down Frost. "Yes, but I saw first hand, her with claws and glowing eyes," Frost justified, glancing at the boys.

Kelly Zaraspe frowned at them, crushed. "My curses aren't working," Kelly muttered. "Just what is he?" "Zach Aguila is a normal human, Kelly," said Manny." Maybe you're simply out of the weather today." Even her charms and love chants aren't working. Something's going on. Kelly is quite sure of that. Their coven is one of the strongest in the Association. The three of them are triplets and are connected by birth and blood. They're special. She can't be failing spell after spell like this. Feeling rather aggravated, she sat down and sulked. They can't even recognize the girl Zach was with. It felt like their brains were denying her existence, and all three of them weren't even aware it was ha

Jonathan's voice was noticeably excited, a stark contrast to the cold and distant demeanor he showed others. Rose frowned. "I need to ask you something. Where is Kelly?" There was a brief pause on the other end before Jonathan replied, "I had her detained, but she fell ill unexpectedly. On the way to the hospital, she got into a car accident..." "A car accident?" Rose thought before she said, "Don't tell me she's dead." She refused to believe that Kelly could have died just like that. However, Jonathan's response confirmed her fears. "The Azure Clan identified the body."

“You remember that, okay?” “The sky's not big enough,” Daenerys mumbled into my shirt. “Moon then.” “The moon's still small.” “Whole universe.” She gave one tiny nod, satisfied for now. Morris hooked pinkies with each of them. “We’re coming for you. As soon as we can. Pinky swears on every star.” Daemon’s voice came out small and wet. “Promise?” “Swear on my life, little man.” Kelly appeared at the curb like he’d materialized from the dark itself. Black tactical vest, earpiece, eyes constantly moving. “We need to move.”

"Zack told me that they were targeted." "He's right," she responds, taking another tissue. "They were killed by..." She stops again, like it's hard to get the words out. "Tell me!" I demand, swallowing back the new lump in my throat. She shakes her head, "You're going think it's crazy. Jesus, even I think it's crazy." "Just say it!" I shout a little louder than intended. Aunt Kelly closes her eyes for a moment, like she's debating whether to go further. My body is starting to tremble again and I know she can feel it. Out of the blue, she blurts out, "They were killed by Earth Demons."

Claire says with concern, placing her hands on Kelly's waist to support her balance. "I'm okay, just super sensitive," she says quietly in a seductive whisper. "Let's get you home," Claire says softly, helping Kelly walk out to my car. I climb in the back and let Kelly ride up front with Claire. Claire meets my eyes in the review mirror and her breaths hitch. Kelly reaches over, rubbing at her thigh and Claire lets out a shuttering breath. "When was the last time you were with someone," Kelly asks in a husky whisper.