Supernatural Monsters Novels & Stories

All edited cleverly to make supernaturals look like aggressors and humans like victims. Footage of Thelma, Xavier, and others fighting, cut and arranged to look like they were attacking innocent people. "They are the enemy," Vex continued. "Join Crimson Dawn. Help us create a world where humans don't need to fear monsters anymore. A world where we are the apex predators." The message ended, but the damage was done. Dr. Singh pulled up social media feeds on her tablet. Within minutes, the posts were exploding. Public opinion turning violently against supernatural creatures.

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

“If there’s a single scratch on my body, the entire Chicago would know what kind of monsters you all are.” “When the time comes, you will meet our monsters first,” I snarled. “Keep your empty threats to yourself, Dominic.” She narrowed her eyes. “They don’t scare me anymore; in fact, it’s boring and repetitive.” “If there’s anything worth remembering about you, Sophia, that is, you are an attention-seeking whore. We know the video is fake, and you are desperate. Get to the fucking point. NOW!”

“How is that possible?” “The radio, and the NES officers…” Ronnie stared at Aislen as if searching for teeth. “They said that this is a war against supernaturals. We thought they were whacked in the brain. But my mother kept saying that it was true but that the supernaturals weren’t hurting anyone…” Her mum was a supernatural, Aislen thought immediately or knew one. “We have lived along side with humans this entire time,” Aislen told her gently. “Your mother is right.”

‌ Sabrina's voice trembled slightly as she mustered the courage to ask, "Andrei, when you mentioned other supernatural beings... does that include the vampires?" ‌ Andrei's expression softened, understanding the fear that gripped Sabrina's heart. He placed a reassuring hand on her arm, his touch grounding her in the present. "Yes, Sabrina, it does. Vampires are one of the many supernatural beings that exist in our world. While we strive for peace and coexistence, it's important to be aware of their presence and potential interactions with our pack." ‌ Sabrina's gaze dropped, her mind flooded with memories of the vampires' relentless pursuit. "Are they still after me? Will they come for us?"

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

To be honest, he himself didn't know about the girl who worked with Colton. Ambrose’s eyes widened upon hearing the ‘SUPERNATURAL’ words. Okay, he wasn’t expecting this. The relationship between Supernatural hunters and supernatural creatures was like a vampire and human; those hunters were tempted to kill powerful creatures in the same way a vampire was tempted to kill a human by sucking his “And North and west are surrounded by the vampires,” Theodore informed. The south area wasn’t secured because he never felt it necessary as it was until now. “What?” Ambrose growled. “How could I never sense them?”

Their arms were so long they used them to walk along with their two legs, like the gorillaens I had once seen in the zoo back at Coven Community. These beasts had huge heads like wolves, fangs as long as my arm, their eyes were snake-like, and their huge bodies had thick muscles designed by a map of veins. They had long scorpion tails. These were monsters that have never been heard of or seen in the history of Mistworld. They didn't look like demons either. I'd read about all the types of demons, so I was certain these weren't demons. "What in Zhyrie's name are these things from?" I muttered to myself in horror.

Because of fear their ridiculous things would reveal the secrets of the whole community, they were also to be watched by the Magic Council. One other side was to be inhabited by witches, wizards, vampires, werewolves, and hybrids of all kinds of all races. Races were compatible, who tended to congregate in one area of course. No one had the spare time to deal with hordes of supernatural beings that were always ready to make trouble and capable of inflicting terrible damage if fought.

He stopped, his face going slack, then he tipped back his head and screamed. One of the creature’s tentacles was wrapped around his good leg, and its mouth—with those rows of razor-sharp teeth—latched onto the meaty part of his thigh. He looked down, his expression a hideous combination of pain and surprise. He fell to his knees, and the tentacles gyrated like serpents before taking him in their cold embrace. He went face down in the swirling tide and the creature slithered up his body. He tried to crawl toward me, relentless in his murderous rage, until the creature’s mouth found the back of his throat. His eyes found me. I’d like to think I saw regret, remorse, something in them. But they