Novel & Cerita Supernatural One Shots

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,

not like I could use it even if I wanted to. “No one knows, at least, no Supernatural knows, all we know it's an agency that found out one way or the other that Supernaturals, or mutants like they say, exist and ANTI’s solo goal was to end every Supernatural.” I don't know why this excited me, perhaps it was because my mother had told me little to nothing about the Supernatural world and hearing someone telling me a whole lot was wonderful. I had series of questions to ask her but I kept them all to myself, I didn't want to appear too pushy.

Alex asked, her voice trembling with anticipation. Anya sighed. "The Supreme Gods are the most powerful beings in the universe," she said. "They are said to have created all things, both human and supernatural. They are also said to have given certain individuals the power to wield their supreme energy. These individuals are known as the Chosen Ones." Alex's eyes widened in amazement. "So, it's true," she whispered. "There are werewolves who can wield the power of the Supreme Gods." "Yes," Anya said. "But it is a very rare and dangerous power. The Chosen Ones must be careful not to misuse their power, or they could destroy themselves and the world around them."

I asked in the most innocent voice I could muster. The soldier in front of me spoke over his shoulder in a hushed tone so that his superiors couldn’t hear. “We’re hunting supernaturals,” he said. “I’m sorry,” I said, meekly. “Do you mean like Superman and Batman? They’re real?” “Where are you from, girl?” the soldier laughed. He was joined by a few others who were close enough to hear. “I wasn’t trying to be funny. I just don’t understand what you mean by supernatural,” I said with a hurt tone.

“Only with one eye now. That’s only half the connections.” I laughed and Finn snorted. “Come on, Sil. Show me what you’ve got before these two loop you into their tin hat conspiracy theories. Cause that’s what this is headed.” Shaking his head, Noah took a sip of his beer. “All I’m saying is that there is another supernatural race that is born solely to live under your bed.” “He’s right. There have been…” Finn filled him up but Aelia threw a chip at him. “Shut it, both of you. Crazy fucking wolves.”

Because of fear their ridiculous things would reveal the secrets of the whole community, they were also to be watched by the Magic Council. One other side was to be inhabited by witches, wizards, vampires, werewolves, and hybrids of all kinds of all races. Races were compatible, who tended to congregate in one area of course. No one had the spare time to deal with hordes of supernatural beings that were always ready to make trouble and capable of inflicting terrible damage if fought.

Suddenly, the man began to move. He cast a terrifying Supernatural Power that formed a space cage. Countless Sword Energies appeared around it and thrust into the cage, instantly causing significant damage to the area inside of the cage. His Supernatural Power caused a burst of applause. Leilani smiled lightly but said nothing. The others quickly followed suit after the first creature displayed his Supernatural Power. Prodigies from various races of the Greater Realms successively demonstrated their terrifying Supernatural Power. A few of them were powerhouses that were well-known in the Greater Realms.

“Yes El! Supernaturals are magical creatures, call it poetic or not, they are special, even vampires. They are creatures moved by magic!” “But I—I don’t have magic.” “Uh, yeah, there’s a fucking reason you don’t have magic!” “No, I mean, I’m fully human, I know neither of my parents were supernaturals, no ancestry either and I’m certainly not a witch!” “Then it’s less of a miracle and more of an act of god that you aren’t dead from taking that shit for—fuck, how long?” “…Ten years?...Charlie? Are—are you alright?” I asked worriedly as she just stood there for a few moments, wide eyed and looking like she’d been beamed to the moon.

“Behind the scenes.” “Movies,” Jacinta brought her phone up and put Aislen in the frame, an impressive achievement whilst walking parallel. “Books,” Penn’s expression was thoughtful. “So,” Jacinta repeated. “For the camera, Aislen, you’re part of a polycule of supernaturals. Is that common to your people?” “It is not precisely common,” Talen answered quietly. “But also, not unheard of. When it does occur, it is normally in threes, in my experience… which is a lengthy one.”

The collaborative efforts of supernaturals and humans became a beacon of hope for a planet on the brink of crisis. As the supernatural world and the human realm flourished together, the boundaries that once separated them grew increasingly blurred. Interactions between supernaturals and humans became commonplace, fostering a sense of unity and shared purpose. Intermarriages and friendships blossomed, creating families that spanned both realms. Children with mixed supernatural and human heritage thrived, embodying the unity and harmony their ancestors had fought for.