Supernatural Lamia Novels & Stories

The dress was so ordinary yet the woman carried it so well that it shook her, from one glance it was impossible to tell that she was a lowly omega she wolf. Female vampires had always been the most beautiful among all the supernatural species. But this she wolf had the features and beauty that the woman had never seen in her life before. Usually omegas had the innocent and soft looks but this she wolf had really sharp features, her cat eyes having an unusual shade of green, her slim face and lips that complimented her features perfectly. No wonder the first in command was dying for the king to permit him to have her. "Lets go." Zinnia took a deep breath before she walked behind the woman, sh

“Are you sure you want to use this transformation serum?” Edna grabbed Allure’s wrist, stopping her from drinking the contents of the vial. “I mean, Prince Regan has never met Lily. So, it’s impossible that he would recognise her. Even if he does, that Lycan Prince won’t mind the swap. After all, being married to the legitimate daughter of Alpha Rhysand is more profitable than marrying the daughter of a maid. Why go to such lengths just for the sake of a political marriage?”

“This is something I need to do alone. Just give me the amulet.” The other guard wanted to protest, but when he saw the glint in my crimson eyes, a sign that one wrong move from him could bring my Lycan to the fore, he sighed. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small, silver amulet. It was a small metal piece, with countless runes etched into the surface. This was the only thing that could unlock her cell—an enchanted piece of silver imbued with magic strong enough to contain even her. Only the Moon Goddess knew where my dad got this from.

He waved a hand towards me like I was some dirty object. “Elaborate,” Damian said, his tone icy. “Look, I know I said you needed a Luna, but this is unacceptable! Do you even know who she is or what she's claimed to have done?” “How is that relevant?” Damian asked. “It's relevant because people say she's a murderer. Would you want the Luna of the wolf Kingdom to be a murderer? Have you thought about what the council might say or how the people would see you if they find out?” A long stretch of silence descends, whereby Lucas and Damian engage in a stare-off.

She walked up the steps of the dais and slid her arm through Lucas’s, then she leaned her head on his shoulder, smirking down at me. "Oh, Aria. Poor, naive, Aria. Don't be pathetic. Look at you." She gestured vaguely at my homemade dress, my scuffed shoes and my messy hair. "You’re eighteen today, and where is your wolf? You can’t shift. You can’t smell magic. You can’t even defend yourself. You aren't a Luna. You’re a defect." She then looked up at Lucas, batting her eyelashes. "A powerful Alpha like Lucas needs a real wolf to breed strong heirs. Not a charity case my father took in out of pity."

"What did you say about the creature?" She is quiet, watching me like she is trying to figure out something. "Are you okay?" She asks me. "I'm fine, Beryl. What were you talking about?" She looks like she wants to argue but then decides against it, so instead she says: "The creature we saw, it is a Klux." I am curious, my beef with Beryl Caulder suddenly buried somewhere deep for now. "What is a Klux?" She sighs and then pulls out her phone, rapping on some things before showing it to me. "According to research, a Klux is a paranormal that feeds on the magic of pure blood Lycans before killing them."

mom said with a sad smile while looking in my direction. "Well here goes nothing."I thought settling myself comfortably in my armchair. "Okay then you go first and don't worry am not gonna leave you for anything."Jacob said while squeezing mom's hand gently."No, you go first."mom said as Jacob nodded. '"So the thing is me and Cas we're __, we're not entirely human."Jacob said looking away from mom to the ground . "Geez Lucy, their also not entirely human.Are they werewolves like godfather or as fairies as godmother?"snow kept ranting on and on in my mind."Shut the Fuck up snow.you're giving me a headache."I shut snow up.

"Since I returned from White Plateau, I have felt nothing but uneasiness. Thinking it was because of the way I ended things with my long-time best friend, I went to bed with the assurance that the weight in my chest was going to be lifted off today. But it only became worse. Didn't feel like it was happening because of the way I ended things with him. My wolf has been grieving, trying to tell me something but I do not seem to understand what he means. He keeps nudging and when I ask what is wrong, he recoils. I don't think I can function well if I am not told what is wrong," "Give me your hands," Delilah asked. He placed both of his hands on hers and she closed her eyes. She began her incant

“I know you are worried about Samantha, but Ethan and the Gamma Search Team are doing their best to find her. You have to get some rest because your twins need you as well. You can't burn yourself out because we have no idea what kind of enemy we are dealing with here. We must be ready for strong enemies because we never know when they will appear.” My eyes narrowed because Liam was right. We were not sure what kind of enemies we were facing as we searched for my mate. It must be someone powerful enough to make a deal with a witch. Everyone in the pack knew that these kinds of services from witches were ridiculously expensive if it was about masking a criminal's identity and erasing their tr

But Maebh…she felt as if she was the Queen of the Night, the origin of the evil that plagued the city of Shamrock. “Are you sure we can get away with this as smooth and as tidy as possible?” She jerked her head to the man who spoke, to Ludwig who was careful to not step in the corpse and not leave any sort of traceable trail behind. “Nothing is impossible.” The dark entity then vanished with the click of her finger, as if it was just a mere pet that can be summoned in just a wave of a hand. Well, she possesses heathen blood anyway. And that entity was from Lamia herself, the mother of monsters and the goddess of nightmares.