Novel & Cerita Supernatural One Shots

Zoe I blink my eyes as the door closes behind me. All I see is complete darkness. However, my sense of smell is perfectly fine. A cough escapes my lips when the scent of ash and smoke permeate my senses. My eyes burn and itch painfully, and my throat is dry. “Hello,” I whisper softly. Who knows what's hiding in the darkness. “Bree... Lana...” I call out again. But there's no response. All I hear is the echo of my own voice. Taking a few steps, I extend my hand in front of me and start walking. It's a bit unnerving because it's so dark. Then I remember something Azazel said about supernatural eyes. He said that Supernaturals could see better than humans. So I close my eye tightly, willing the

“How do you know that?” Rowan shrugs. “I’ve stumbled upon a few other supernaturals over the past year. A lot of them are surprisingly chatty. Especially after they figure out that I’m a vampire.” He shrugs his bony shoulders. “There’s this angel that works at the blood bank that gives me blood bags when he can. He’s pretty cool. Said that I reminded him of his kid. He even gave me a book on supernaturals.” He says as he rifles through a nearby bag and produces the book. “Here.” He tosses it to me before he turns back and begins to unfold blankets across the mattress. “I’m tired, man. You can stay if you want. Just don’t try anything funny.”

“That's not what I meant, and you know it. Look for a watch, a calendar, a goddamn cellphone screen.” I let the vision replay again as I walked around. I hated how I couldn't physically touch anything. I was a ghost trapped inside the house as I watched my mate get murdered again and again. I couldn't rewind time by a couple of minutes or fast forward to the future to see what I needed. I was only able to see what I was given, and that was it.

He reaches up and cradles my face gently causing me to turn around and face him. ‘Why are you holding back’ His words vibrating through my head. I was too shocked to understand what had just happened did he just use telepathy on me? Was that even possible? ‘Yes, it is possible but that isn’t all I can do. There’s also this.’ He looked at me before turning to look down at my shirt. The turquoise cotton shirt slowly started to dematerialize before my eyes. The cool breeze against my now exposed stomach and breast lingering as evidence of the now lost shirt.

When she was sure that no one was nearby, she added, "It's about Cassidy's daughter." The man shrugged her hand away with a tight frown. "I've never been a fan of Cassidy since I turned. Her daughter and I also have no business together." "I knew you'd say this." Rose said as she forced herself to smile. "I keep having frequent visions, flashes about the downfall of the supernaturals." Her words soon caught his attention. "Can you elaborate more on this."

I’m average height at five-five, but Zane is at least a head or so taller than me. Tomorrow our little bliss ends as we go to the city. Somehow supernatural drugs are being given to humans. Supernatural drugs are much stronger and deadly to humans. All over there are just random spikes of drug overdoses. It’s to the point that the human authorities are getting involved, and the last thing we need is a war between supernaturals and humans again. It gets threatened every handful of decades. I guess we are due for it.

he asked and I sighed. I then went on to explain how different supernaturals were from supernaturals. We supernaturals have supernaturals that stand higher than us. Werewolves with the abilities to perform magic, some with the abilities to shape shift both into wolves and foxes, those who have the ability to hide their werewolves gene, those who can shoot claws out of different parts of their bodies and not just their finger nails, those whose skin is as tough as steel and many more. These kind of supernaturals don't come to often and from the aura that I perceived around the baby, I knew she was one of us.

I look over to the lounge area to see boxes upon boxes and my laptop plugged into the wall, books and highlighters, and the TV is on playing the news on silent. By 9 am everyone starts filtering in by my front door as if they decided to meet up somewhere and come up at the same time. Jackson is the first one to burst through the door "Have you seen the fucking news, Gabe?" He asks upset clear in his voice. "Yes Jackson, I heard before I saw the news, I did inform Scarlette so she is aware we have more than one problem." Oh boy, I hope we actually get work done, it seems to me the guys are getting off track. "Yeah I thought supernaturals were supposed to be secret, why are you guys on the new

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIVE AURORA'S POV Chapter 105 opened with a sense of anticipation and excitement as our pack continued to navigate the intricate web of supernatural politics and forge ahead on our path toward unity. It was a chapter that brought both triumph and heartache, as we confronted new challenges and faced the consequences of our actions. The Supernatural Unity Initiative had gained significant momentum, and our efforts to bridge the gaps between different supernatural communities were beginning to yield results. The once-distant factions now found themselves engaging in open dialogue, seeking common ground, and working together to address shared concerns.

Jenna sighed, “That sounds wonderful. My timeline doesn’t have anything like that. If you like someone enough, you get married and start a life, but no one is made for each other.” Marissa frowned, “I can’t imagine that.” Jenna sighed, “Yeah, it's nothing like what you just described. Do supernaturals mate to humans?” she asked. Marissa nodded, “There have been a few reported cases of one of those species having a fated mate that’s a human, but that’s very rare. Sometimes they do start relationships not being fated mated” Jenna nodded, “Hmm, okay.” Marissa laughed, “Go ahead, get dressed, and come down for breakfast. Yale and Clay are leaving after breakfast.”