Supernatural Oc Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

The word isn't just an answer; it is a blood vow. ​I am drowning in the scent of her, in the sheer heat radiating off her newly reformed skin. I want to tell her the absolute truth. I want to tell her she is my fated mate, that her human body is miraculously, painfully adapting to match the power of my own. But as I look into that piercing, analytical gaze, I know I have to hold back. If I push too hard with the supernatural reality now, I’ll terrify her and lose the very thing I am desperately trying to protect.

They were covered in blood. Lucian sat slumped on the throne, eyes burnt out. “No… no.” This wasn’t me. I wouldn’t do this. I fell to the ground, shivering. “This is your future, Saraphina. You can’t control your powers. Let me in, and I’ll teach you.” I screamed, and fear erupted from my hands. Uncontrollably. I’d never made a flame that big it terrified me. You are the monster, Saraphina. You are the monster. And all this blood is going to be on your hands.

Rowan's POV The warm air of the study filled the air, the soft flickering lamp illuminated the room as the soft flipping sound of papers disturbed the silence. My eyes scanned the scroll thoroughly, unable to really grasp what it meant. “A moon born Omega?” I raised an eyebrow. It said here about an old legend of the Moon born Omega, born once every thousand years, believed to be capable of a lot more than being just blessed by the mood goddess. This was new, and really interesting.

~ Gabriel ~ Leaving the werewolf world was the hardest decision I had ever made, but it was something I owed to the past. For twenty-six years, I had never seen my biological human mother. I didn’t blame her for abandoning me. How could I? Nearly thirty years ago, she fell in love with a werewolf. She was brave enough to leave the human world and follow him to meet his people, hoping they would build a future together. But that dream was destroyed. A cruel monster named Lucious killed her fiancé right before her eyes. As if that wasn’t enough, he forced himself on her, and I was the child born from that terrible crime.

1) John Ozais Screeman Being : Supernatural Specie : ? Role : MC 2) Khloe Dave Being : Supernatural Specie Former : Human Former : Telepathic siphoner Role : MC, John's best friend 3) Maria Being : Supernatural Specie : Modern Witch Role : MC, John's girlfriend formerly. Currently : John's ex girlfriend. 4) Jace Being : Supernatural Specie : Traditional Warlock Role : Maria's father. 5) Juliet Being : Supernatural Specie : Traditional Witch

Rachel crossed her arms and raised her brows. My eyes widened and I shook my head like a madwoman so that my disagreement was clear. "What! No, I'm sorry. I wasn't listening. I don't actually know what you two have been talking about," Rachel smirked which was contrary to the reaction she had before. Saiora giggled and then Rachel followed. "We know, it's obvious that something else has your attention," Saiora said. "But the question is what?" Rachel inquired. I thought it would be embarrassing to admit that I was still thinking about Alex who was dating Yumena so I made something up as quick as I could. "I'm just fascinated that I'm," he finally walked through the door. I gulped and release

"He-I think we broke up." The bed creaks when she sits on the edge beside me. "Because of you being here?" I nod, blinking back tears. "Yeah, he uh thought I'd let a vamp drink..." Can't finish the words. He knows that my folks had been attacked by something in the woods that night when I was little. How on Earth would he believe I would hook up with a supernatural after a few days of being here? "Bastard." She clicks her tongue ring against her teeth. Purple strands are woven into her dark hair and slide across her cheek from the ceiling fan and she brushes them back.

Oceanna looked at Hunter in confusion. “What do you mean, what did I do to you?” Oceanna, asked as Hunter touched her cheek. It was cold to the touch and his warm hands warmed her entire body and suddenly she wasn’t feeling so weak and breathless anymore. But she was still confused about what he was talking. “Why do I feel like I need to be near you. Why are you taking over my mind? I can barely think, can barely breath, I feel like there is a hand squeezing my heart and yet now I don’t feel anything, so what did you do to me?” Hunter said, his lips were so close he smell her scent but the scent of her strawberry lip gloss. Her breath was making Hunter delirious. His body was on fire and the

She already suspected that the strange occurrences plaguing Samantha's group of friends were the work of something otherworldly, something malevolent. The thought sent a chill down her spine as she contemplated the possibilities: was this Mr. Hunt's doing, or perhaps a stroke of Samantha's bad luck? Jess couldn't rid herself of the nagging suspicion that their shared obsession—to open a gateway between the living and the dead—had released a power beyond their control. And she, for one, wanted no part in stealing such a mysterious grimoire to fulfill such stupidity.

It became increasingly evident that the threads of destiny, once thought to be woven into a tapestry of unity, were also entwined with a complex web of consequences. One fateful night, under the full moon's luminous glow, the prophecy's fulfillment began to unfold. Whispers of ancient forces and cosmic alignments echoed through the supernatural world. The hybrid child, with a sense of inevitability, found themselves drawn to the birthing sanctuary—the very place where their parents, Adrian and Seraphina, had defied the norms of their species. In the sanctuary's hallowed grounds, the child experienced a surge of power, an energy that resonated with the echoes of prophecy. The air crackled wit