Supernatural Outtakes Novels & Stories

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.

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’m used to Jonathan’s crazy inventions, but that’s different from all this. I am not used to the idea of there being werewolves and vampires. If they are real, what the fuck else is? Fairies? Leprechauns? Genies? Legit, how much of Supernatural is real? Are there hunters out there like Sam and Dean? Is there a God? If he’s anything like Chuck, it would explain why the world is fucked.

Of course, I wasn't letting them into my hell of a ride back there. "This might sound very inappropriate. But I'm sure you must have heard about the war. Supernatural species going up again the other. Just last night, the Lycans attacked the werewolves. If there is a supernatural world war, we would be vulnerable and an easy pick. We would easily be made into slaves." "I'm sure you have a plan already... Dad." This was gradually going down to it might not be good for you but it's what's best for the pack.

Late one summer night, as they tuned into frequencies unknown, the friends—Jake, Emily, Noah, and Lily—accidentally opened a portal to the Upside Realms, a parallel dimension dripping with eerie echoes of their own world. Unbeknownst to them, the Upside Realms harbored dark entities hungry for the energy of the living. As strange occurrences plagued Everwood—disappearing pets, flickering streetlights, and odd markings etched on the town's trees—the friends realized they were at the center of a supernatural storm.

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

I never expected that Lucas's way of making me regret would be disrupting my professor appointment ceremony. This wasn't something a decent Alpha should do. A few days ago, I was promoted to professor of Combat Theory due to my outstanding performance. At the ceremony, Lucas suddenly showed up with Finn in his arms. "Claire's name hasn't been removed from the Moonhowl pack registry. I'm sorry, but she can't hold a position in the Stormcrest pack," he said confidently, holding some documents.

His eyes were bright with excitement. This wasn't the broken man I'd left. This was Blake in his element. Political theater. Playing on people's fears for personal gain. "For years, certain individuals with... unnatural abilities have hidden in our communities. They look like us. They live among us. But they are not us." My blood went cold. He was really doing it. Exposing the supernatural world. "These creatures have superhuman strength. They can change their appearance. They hunt in packs like wild animals. And they have been responsible for numerous disappearances and deaths across the country."

“Conlan Frasier at your service, my angel.” I wrap my hand around his and smile when he kisses my hand. That’s when I notice the mark. Supernatural beings are usually identified in several ways. Demons, werewolves, vampires, and other underworld creatures usually have a tattoo of some kind. Angels do not. I mean, we can have tattoos, but we’re not born with them, and they certainly don’t look like they can come out of your body.

“No, Bree. You were going to be sacrificed, but Azazel and his friend, Fallon, saved you. They hid you until you were no longer in danger, then they released you once they thought it was safe.” Bree shakes her head in disbelief. “No, that's crazy. Why would you say that?” I swallow hard before I respond. I don't know how to make Bree and Lana believe me. The story is just too outrageous to be true. But I know it's true. “It's true, B. I know it's true because I've seen what Sahara and Marina have done. And because I'm a supernatural, and so are you.” Bree scoffs at my comment while Lana remains quiet. “Are you listening to yourself, Zoe? What drugs has your boyfriend been feeding you to make