Supernatural Novels & Stories

“Well, that’s why we, I mean Atlas thinks, your other abilities may be more prominent” I wasn’t sure I could deal with anymore bizarre information but I needed to know. “What other abilities?” “Thea, werewolves are part of the supernatural world. There are others who also live in it. From what you’ve told me, it is likely you have the powers of a mage”. “What is a mage?” “Mages possess magic. They are more powerful than werewolves. They are able to control, destroy or renew the elements around them”. My head was swimming, “I…don’t understand”. Bessie reached for my hand, and gently held it between her own. “When that man tried to touch you, I think you unconsc

He looks at the book that is open in his hand and then places it on the desk before picking up another one and then saying, 'Okay, I have narrowed it down to 2 species of supernaturals... The first is the Fae. Now I know they are meant to be extinct, but there have been a few rumours going around that maybe one or two survived, but there are no purebreds anymore..." "And what is the other one?" "Okay..." He puts that book down and searches in amongst the other open books until he finds a closed book but it has small pieces of paper coming out of a few different pages. He opens the book to one of the pages with the paper inserted and then continues,

I stared at Lucy as blood dripped from my cut hands onto the ground. Her words filled me with fear. “Gab, you don’t understand how werewolf blood works on humans,” Lucy said. “A werewolf can only use their natural healing power on the same human once in their lifetime.” She looked at Daniel before continuing. “The first time you healed him, your power fixed him and saved his life. But it also changed his body. His blood is now resistant to your healing power, so your magic will no longer work on him.”

"We are needed at the base. " Seraphina's facial expression turned serious. She sat up straighter, her hands curling into a fist again. Her face contorted. The first thought that slammed into her mind was— demons. They were multiplying, scattering across the city in ways The Order hadn't predicted. Maybe another place the nestted have been discovered. She was about to say something when Amara interrupted. "And before you think it's the demons, no, it's not." Seraphina exhaled. "It's something about the Supernaturals —another specie — the lycanthropes."

I said, and he squinted his eyebrows. “What? This doesn`t make sense. How my parents being human summarized what the fuck happened to me, and why I woke up here in the middle of this clearing.” He said, and I took a deep breath. “Let me explain something not many know…” I sighed. “A couple of supernaturals most likely will have supernatural offspring, but in rare cases, they just get human offspring,” I said, and he squinted his eyebrows. “We call them recessive supernaturals,” I explained.

“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.”

"I have a theory." Draco said as he flipped the pages of the old book. It was called the book of supernaturals. A small leather bound book that had information on every recorded supernatural. Gabriel had called Draco the minute he left Elliot who had been thoroughly confused by his request. Draco had come over quickly and Gabriel ushered him into his study and locked the door behind them. It was still early, too early for Lori to wake up so he knew they had a few more minutes to themselves before she woke up.

He instantly cut me off, seeming like he could actually read my thoughts as he calmly explained, “Supernaturals are way more stronger than these puny little humans, hence your charms will not affect them in the same way it does for the humans. Plus, they wouldn’t dare touch what is already claimed.”

she said. “Outside of Havermouth, Aislen,” she continued taking the empty teacup from Aislen’s hand. “The country, the world, is up in arms. The supernatural world is exposed in a way that has never before occurred in our history, and the humans are afraid and seeking to control what they’re afraid of. Politicians are passing Bills requiring the registration of supernaturals, requesting that any suspected supernatural is reported, and that our children not attend schools. There are travel restrictions, employment restrictions, and more. Far more.”

She worked alongside human historians, blending her supernatural insights with their scholarly expertise, to piece together the mysteries of the past. During one of her expeditions to a remote island, Seraphina stumbled upon an ancient prophecy engraved on a weathered stone tablet. The prophecy spoke of a hidden realm, accessible only to those with a bloodline as intertwined as hers. It foretold of a powerful artifact that, when combined with the unity of supernaturals and humans, would unleash unimaginable magic upon the world.