Supernatural Lamia Novels & Stories

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.

“Now listen Luna, you are a supernatural being called a Protector,” Alphaeus told Amelia. Her face scrunched up in confusion as she had no idea of what Alphaeus just said to her. “You’ll get the explanation later just know that Lycans and Protectors are mortal enemies,” Alphaeues told Amelia. And Amelia's eyes widened in horror when she realized that she was sitting in the midst of the three most powerful lycans. “Relax, we aren’t going to do anything to you,” Lance assured her.

She left the map and picked up a book, ignoring both Sebastian and I. " The lightning mark, is the mark of a supernatural, it was given long ago but their kind have been wiped out by either evil people or unforeseen circumstances, the girl you saw in your dream is a supernatural" she read from the book and turned to Orion. " That girl is a supernatural, I don't know her connection with Delaury but there's a problem somewhere, I can't tell you what to do because I don't remember anything even though I want to, but I'm only helping" " I know you are, I just don't know --"

No one would. "Well, She couldn't give us more information, but what she told me was that the creatures we would be looking for were of lycan clan, " He said as smirk. We were closer than we thought but still very far behind. "Isn't she an Oracle?" I asked, surprised because, according to me, the Oracle was supposed to give us the names. "She is, but her spirit got detected before she could see the person's face, so they have an Oracle too," He said as worry suddenly came to my face.

" What?" " Huh?" She gave me a confused look." Antonia?" Mia jounced sluggishly showing she was confused in my unforeseen interest."Yeah.Eve's friend." I stopped walking and lowered ."Wait.Eve and Antonia are musketeers?" " I just said that, did not I?" I was caught off guard by Mia's harsh tone, the sweet side you first see when you meet her disguises the fact that she's still related to a family of Mafia leaders. I nearly forgot that." S-sorry." She just goggled at me, she did not feel angry or anything but her unresistant expression just made it scarier in my opinion. Suddenly she smiled and seized my hand." Let's go."

Then there were the nights I dreamt of Lamia and woke with a burning ache in my chest. For three years, I don’t think I had had a decent night's sleep. Yet none were as threatening and all-consuming as the night I woke in hysterics a little over two years ago. I had dreamt of Lamia, her emerald eyes stared at me, burning into me. A wicked smile had come across her face, one born of pure evil. That’s when her face began to reshape. Her hair became black as onyx, and her eyes glowed brightly as she began to morph into her beast. Yet it wasn’t her beast it was more Lycan. Her claws scraped across my chest and her teeth sank into my arm. And I remember to this day the burning feeling that spread

They love me and Lamia has promised my pack success but why do I still feel like I’ve made a grave mistake? The next page carried the date of nearly two days' letter and I felt the tension in the letter from the handwriting alone. ‘I don’t know what’s happening to me! Something’s speaking to me in my head! I can’t control it. I think there’s a demon in me! I transformed today! I killed somebody, someone who made a simple mistake and died for it. I transformed, not into my wolf but something else. Lamia did something horrible to me and she won’t take it out. She’s left me with it forever and said that was the deal. The last thing she told me was that she was a sister of the underworld and I w

Resting heavily against her collarbone is a platinum pendant, a howling wolf encircled by a crown of thorns and a crescent moon. "Is that what I think it is?" I ask, staring at the ancient seal, a profound sense of awe and terror washing over me. Valerius nods slowly, his face pale. "Yeah. The woman on Draven’s arm appears to be a Royal Lycan. The Rose of Light."

But hearing that it was actually the Human’s idea to seek help and look for ways to make Lord Dimitri happy, she decided to give her a chance and maybe observe what she is about to do. Maybe she has had a change of heart and is trying to make it up to the Lord by doing her best for him. So she reluctantly helped and wrote down everything that she learned about giving pleasure. The Lamia is an all-woman race and they need men from other races to reproduce. But given their lower bodies being that of large snakes, most sentient races are afraid of them and treat them like monsters. The Lamias also know better than to have children just with any race. That is why their most preferred male is hum