Supernatural Monsters Novels & Stories

Principal Fred added, gesturing them to move closer to him. "What's this?". Eddie asked curiously. "Book of the supernaturals. It has everything correlating about the supernatural beings and history of the past". Principal Fred answered them. "You guys said Devoe can't attack at night". Principal Fred said and the heroes answered positively. "I want to show you all something". Principal Fred said and opened the book to a page then pointed at a creature. " Wait, what's that?". Ella and Susannah asked "This is a chimera". Principal Fred said.

During the dark ages, there was talk of supernatural creatures that went bump in the night and no one would ever believe the rumors. They would say that it was religious fanatics spitting out dogma forcing men and women to convert to their religion by scaring them with tales of monsters. Others claimed that it was impossible that none of this was real, that their simply no way that monster could be real.

I wept, crawling back up onto my knees, my palms rubbing together in a frantic, desperate prayer as I moved toward her again. "But not Luke! Luke is a monster, Mom, he locked me in a room and he beat me until the sun came up. He's insane! Please, just listen to me. If you send me back to him... who knows when you'll ever see me again? The next time I come back to this house, I might be dead and I might come back to you as a corpse." My mother looked down at me, her eyes dead and unmoving. She didn't flinch at the word corpse. She didn't look at the dark bruise still marring my jawline.

she continued, “their blood responds before their minds do. That is why mates feel one another across distance. Why separation feels like illness.” Her gaze drifted knowingly toward me, though Mae had asked. “That is also why denying it can be fatal.” The candles flickered, shadows crawling across the walls. “Not everyone who is recognized should be turned,” the Ancient One said. “But those who ask. Those who step forward and choose the monster willingly—” She leaned toward us, voice lowering. “They almost always survive.” Her eyes locked fully onto mine. “Because the change does not create the darkness,” she said. “It only gives it permission.”

All I could hope for her to be happy and never come back to this place . I got up from the park bench . The early morning sun didn't help much with the cold either. I smiled at how terrified Belle was of giving her finals . She had clung on the phone call forever to find comfort .It felt good to know that the things that scared her were as simple as that. I picked up my pace to the haunted place I was forced to call home .

His eyes were bright with excitement. This wasn't the broken man I'd left. This was Blake in his element. Political theater. Playing on people's fears for personal gain. "For years, certain individuals with... unnatural abilities have hidden in our communities. They look like us. They live among us. But they are not us." My blood went cold. He was really doing it. Exposing the supernatural world. "These creatures have superhuman strength. They can change their appearance. They hunt in packs like wild animals. And they have been responsible for numerous disappearances and deaths across the country."

mom told me it was a given to us but she never really went into details because I was a child, I should have asked her further “ I pulled her into me again. “ but this? I got it once when Tristan tried to bond with me during the blood moon night , lightning struck and when I woke up I had this” “ Do you know who these supernaturals are? “ I asked, stroking her head gently. “ Leaders, made to rule the wolf's age, but their main leaders were killed so then they ended up stranded because there's a connection that binds us together and without the leaders it can't happen “ She didn't need to talk, I knew who they were. “ Yet I killed them, I don't know how but I killed my parents and I only ha

I said, only a little sarcastic. “The only monsters in my house are you and me, and I can’t fit under your bed,” he said in a bland tone. “Har-har.” I mocked him. I didn’t want to think of myself as a monster, even if I was. “The most common in this particular city are Demons, Gargoyles, Vampires, and Witches. Werewolves do roam around here every now and then, but they like more open space for when they shift,” he continued like there had been no banter between us.

She declared with a smile positively. “The thing is supernaturals are real”. He paused a bit to see her reaction, probably to see her go crazy or hysterical or probably laugh to his face and call him crazy but surprisingly, none of that came. “The powerful races supernatural world consists of Werewolves, vampires, witches and demons. But the weaker races consists of Sirens, banshees, faes, fairys, mermaids and even elves.” She nods.

Things like Ancient Lucky Potent, Ancient Ferocious Beasts, and those monsters and demons, all disappeared a long time ago because of the heavens' suppression. Because as everyone knew, humans were the darlings of the heavens. If the heavens had consciousness, they wouldn't have allowed those super destructive monsters to exist. But she had seen the ancient Lucky Potent and Ancient Ferocious Beasts. It wasn't anything strange if a monster showed up now. It's just, like the old man said, wherever the monster was, there would definitely be blood. Because nobody saw a monster and didn't get shaken, even the priests who practiced for years were the same.