Supernatural Lamia Novels & Stories

That led to extinction of the wild creatures. "That can't be true, royalties are the only ones who are able to read that, Sylvia." Bella utters with confusion marked at her face. "They're the Lycans" I said with my low voice slowly stroking the book. I got so intrigued that I wanted to know more information about them.

For centuries, Lycans are consider the moon goddess perfect creation. For all to see, Lycans have special gifts. They are stronger, then any average was wolf they can stand on two feet in their world Lycans is forced to be reckoned with. That is why a lot of supernatural creatures fear they highly respected all over them they.

It was a small, crimson gemstone, and as soon as I touched it, it began to glow red. The Lycan sorcerer's whole demeanor changed in an instant. His eyes widened, and he looked at me with newfound respect. "You are not like the others," he said softly. "You were born on the day of the red moon. It is said that those born under this moon are destined for great things." He paused for a moment, his eyes locked on mine. "You are destined to become the mate of the Demon werewolf." My stepfather's face darkened at the mention of the Demon werewolf. "There must be a way to prevent this," he said firmly. "We cannot allow our own to be taken by such a madman."

Gabriel states before Jackson could tell us what Sasha said. "It was a woman who attacked her, she said the woman was wearing your bar's uniform." No fucking way I think to myself, what are the bloody odds? I mean, surely there are more female barkeeps? "Lydia? No bloody way, I checked her out myself mate that gal is sweet as pie." Jackson seems to tense up a bit, "Actually, her aura says she is supernatural, myself, Scarlette just couldn't figure out what kind of supernatural she is and my other half is choosing to stay out of the investigation, she says her detective days are over." I mutter in the hopes it would calm Jackson down. "Can you now tell me the name of this higher demon so that

“That’s right. Though Saira Malivik’s skills are minor qualities in our eyes, she welds them with a mastery that allows her to overcome every situation with ease. Take her confrontation with Luna Nazia, for example. The bitch calls herself the mother of the Pacific Sea, but her aura as a Lycan Luna couldn’t even compete with Saira Malivik’s Alpha aura.” I grimaced at the reminder. The confrontation in the Lycan Palace after the discovery of the faceless bodies should’ve been the game-changer of my plans. I worked so hard, arranged everything so meticulously, and yet, the stupid Luna failed to pin the crime on the she-wolf. And because of that, I had to rack my brain to come up with my next s

she hissed, eyes wide as she yanked me into a shadowy corner. Her face tightened with fear. “You can’t talk about that out loud.” “Why not?” I whispered. “Because,” she leaned closer, “every maid who did… ended up dead.” A cold wave slammed into my chest. I pressed my hand over my mouth. Dead? “But who is she?” I begged. “Please. I have to know.” The maid glanced over her shoulder, lips trembling. “She was the Lycan’s mate… his bride. She was murdered by demons during the Dark Rise.”

Then gave her a slow, sarcastic round of applause. “Well, well, well…” I began, a jagged laugh slipping from my lips, the kind that flirts dangerously close to madness. Layla had always been insufferable… but never wrong. “I have a genius for a wolf.” “You are pathetic,” she hummed, her tone shifting, wounded amusement curdling into something darker. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t depart from your spirit and seek solace in the Moon Goddess." I exhaled quietly, my head dropping forward. Messy strands of hair fell across my face, veiling the flicker of terror in my eyes. The shadows in the room seemed to lean closer.

Miriam sneered, “Seriously, Chase? You think that mute mutt is fit to be our Luna?” In a flash, I had her pinned to the wall and my claws tightened around her neck. My wolf flashed to the surface ready to rip her apart for daring to disrespect our mate. “Say that one more time.” When she remained silent, eyes wide, I continued. Speaking slowly so that she could get it into her head and know her place, “Maya is my mate and will soon be your Luna. If you so much as breathe her name without respect, you will regret it. Do you understand?”

I began. That instantly captured their attention. Even Jiya looked at me curiously. "The four realms?" Abi asked. I nodded. "I’m not sure where I learned it, but maybe from books or someone told me," I said. They waited eagerly for me to continue. "These four realms honor the Moon Goddess. They are the Lycan Realm, the Vampire Realm, the Elf Realm, and the Siren Realm," I explained. The three of them listened intently. "The Moon Goddess resides in her Moonlight Sanctuary in the Celestial Realm," I added.

That aroma, an almost aching perfume that clamped down upon the muscles while simultaneously rendering you more relaxed than you’d ever felt in your life. I was reminded, for the first time, of a Lamia – a creature with the head and torso of a woman and the lower body of a snake, who’s alluring gaze would gull you into coming even closer for a kiss, just one pretty kiss… and then her fangs would strike you. Before you even became aware that her coils were unraveling and winding themselves across your entire body, binding you, the enchantment carried within that kiss would render you adoring, and fully within the Lamia’s control. But then, I’ll bet a man wrote that story. Perhaps that man had