Supernatural Monsters Novels & Stories

"Canines, fangs same thing... they change a good person into a monster..." I growl low, "We are only monsters when we are made to be... You attack us. We defend ourselves, just like you do and as you can see any other time, we are just the same as you. Do you know how many supernaturals to humans are in this establishment?"

Philip’s face was grave as he asked tentatively, “What’s suppressed underneath the sacred city?” Hearing that, Fennel’s face instantly became dark and grave as he said, “Those things suppressed under the sacred city are a bunch of monsters from thousands of years ago. Only the chief god of the sacred city combined with the sacred sword can suppress them. Once these monsters escape from the sacred city, they’ll cause immeasurable destruction to the entire Western world and even the Eastern world!” “What kind of monsters?” Philip asked. After a moment of silence, Fennel said slowly, “Beelzebub!”

She was probably angry that I didn't want to leave minutes before; her grip around my mouth was too tight. You know who was screaming, though? Tia Valeria. The rest of her House was screaming and crying and most likely knew that they were going to suffer a similar fate. 'Monsters' was the only word I knew to think of them as, given I had never seen or heard of anything like them. The way that man contorted his body was horror. Pure horror. And so, it was only fitting to describe these humanoid beings with bright eyes and superhuman abilities as monsters.

"-okay, werewolves. Are these the only two kind of supernatural beings I need to know about?" "Yes." I studied him with narrowed eyes. "Okay, let me put it this way - how many different supernatural beings are there?" "There are the werewolves, the witches, the vampires, the faeries and the dragons." My eyebrows raised. "Okay," I nodded slowly. "Tell me a little bit about each of them."

“Exactly, if your power could cause such a devastating battle, imagine what Mia’s power would cause. As was the case with your power, dark forces are being drawn to Mia, the more her power awakens, the more dangerous and sinister things that will want to own and control it.” “I won’t let that happen,” I replied, frowning and getting defensive. “You may not have much of a say in the matter, we are talking of diverse and powerful supernatural creatures,” Bastine said. “What do you mean ‘supernatural creatures?’ Are wolves not the only creatures in existence?” Ivan asked. “Far from it,” Bastien replied, “There are way too many to count, wolves just happen to be the only ones that can wander abo

There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear. Someone reached out to touch me. It wasn't Kael. It was a softer, warmer touch, checking my eyelids, my pulse. "The Luna is in shock, her heart rate is dropping rapidly!" "We need to stabilize her spirit immediately." "Quick, get the moonstone elixir!" "No! Her wolf is going dormant!" What happened? Were they talking about me? Is my wolf, Selene, dying? I didn't know. I only felt my eyelids getting heavier, so incredibly sleepy.

“After tonight… after seeing that… there’s no point pretending.” I said nothing. He took a shaky breath. “There are others too.” “Others?” “Supernatural beings.” I tilted my head slightly, acting confused. “Like what?” He hesitated. “Wolves. Vampires. Skinwalkers. Fae. Things people don’t believe in.” My wolf bristled. “And you know this how?” I asked evenly. He looked at Bri’s unconscious form. “My family is a part of a group of mortal beings who hunt them.”

“That can't be. They only send those to…..” “Supernatural people”, he said quietly. “Wolves, Vampires, Dragons, witches but not humans. The paper burned in my hand. I was panicking. “Then why…..” I said. Why me?

"Depends on the wolves, really. These ones? Traditional. Bound to cultures, customs, rituals, and strict hierarchy. Honestly, they cling to traditions more than any other supernatural creature I know. It's their method of staying grounded and hidden." That word—supernatural—makes me freeze, the last vestiges of my human denial crumbling away. “Wait. What other supernatural creatures? I thought we were the big secret.” "Hardly." Her mental tone is one of indulgent superiority. "Vampires. Witches. Fae. Demons, if you want to be dramatic. The things you always thought were fairy tales? They’re very real. They don't all live in a secret world; they just live in their world, which often overlaps

If I had met her in Greystone Falls, I'd have doubted if she was a witch. "Like I said, this is Eclipse’s Book of Records. It holds the history of every supernatural being that has ever been here," she explained. "You mean each book holds a record of every monster who’s been here?" I asked, my eyes darting toward the shelves. "Yes," she replied and clicked her tongue. "But can you stop calling us monsters? I'd prefer it if you addressed us as supernatural beings," she added with a smile. Supernatural beings, my foot! They were all monsters to me, with powers no human could ever possess.