Supernatural Phantom Traveler Novels & Stories

he said. "Phantom images?" she cut him off. "The projection of thoughts or images," he answered, then continued as if she hadn't interrupted. "Feeling each other's emotions, and a vampire can always track down someone they've given blood to." He chuckled just a little bit. "Well, usually," he amended. "What's funny?" she wanted to know, but his hand was slowly sliding up her thigh, and she wasn't sure it was really all that important anymore.

He seats himself on the chair in front of the table and the conversation starts. “We were actually hunting that yokai for some years now… You probably wouldn’t know the term ‘hunting’ here. Or do you?” “No. I do not.” “Okay. I’ll explain it in simple terms. There are three categories under which people or humans in general fall under… The cast, the off-cast and the hunters. Well, only if you’re out of your mind will you take the hunting route. My point being that the cast can interact with spirits, dead people, apparitions if they have not passed into the afterlife and they decide to stick around as a rumour. The off-cast are those idiots who can’t see these apparitions and they decide to us

Of course, now that I was feeling better, I promised him that Bobby and I would be on his doorsteps with our bags in hand within a day or so. Yuck! As I followed him back to his house, I kept my eye in the rear-view mirror to make sure the van containing Justin, Sasha, Keona, and Mitch was still following at a close distance behind. It disappeared at the start of the long drive, but that was to be expected. Geoffrey was a supernatural investigator. It would not do to underestimate him.

His blood spilled on the symbol which glowed and he smirked. “Grant me access to the phenomenal plane oh ye antecedents of the Grayson.” Closing his eyes, he breathed heavily before he appeared in a dark space. A blinding light flashed and disappeared afterward. His body was in the living room and his mind had traveled to the phenomenal plane. Muttering some words, a ball of light appeared in his hand serving as a source of illumination. He saw a faint silhouette that looked like a blonde lady, but she soon disappeared into the darkness.

"Unfortunately, there's no way to prove it. He's now dead, so our chances of tracking his whereabouts using his mate are now gone. And while I do plan to put some trackers out to do it the good old-fashioned way, it's going to be tough since he traveled by car, and there's a lot of mileage to cover." "My mate is a very skilled tracker," Trav chimed in. "I bet she could find him." "Your psychotic mate?" My dad looked at him. "Dad, give her this chance to redeem herself," Trav said with more intensity. "Yeah, she's a little extreme, and her past isn't exactly clean, but she's learning from her mistakes." My dad blew out a breath. "Fine. We'll give her this chance to prove herself."

Hunter said as Rasmus' eyes widened slightly. "Silvia, can you open a portal for me to the pack house?" Rasmus asked and Silvia did as told. Everyone got to the pack through the portal, they also took the body of their dead warrior and when Silvia was about to get in Hunter yanked her back. The abrupt pull caused her focus to stir as the portal disappeared. "You're not going anywhere," Hunter said calmly. "You'll stay here with me." A second later his phone blared as he checked the caller ID. It was Rasmus.

He had no idea what to do, but he knew he had to find someone to keep on selling this lie. He knew today was supposed to be his official day back at school, but he wasn't mentally stable to go back and he knew it. Struggling to recover from his mother's demise and now he is seeing Ghosts. He got into his bathroom to wash up and prepare for school. Turned on the shower and stood still as the water paraded his skin and him exhaling, he felt calm at least. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair, and immediately saw Tasha calling his name, her eyes filled with darkness and Her hand stretching out to him. He couldn't move, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. He couldn't breat

The introduction to supernaturals in the human world. " What the hell, Are we in the supernatural realm? " Jack asked In shock, His eyes scanned the entire woods and he sighted Mysterious in full speed, He whooshed off and the rest followed him from behind not knowing who he was pursuing. " That's Mysterious over there, Let's get him " Jack said and Felix frowned, Felix activated his Demi god speed and he was much more faster than the rest, Jones was an hybrid but he was much more perfect and faster because he is the phantom hybrid, A legendary prophesied one for that matter.

That the world was crammed with so much more than she or any normal person understood. Rising from the bed, Dhara quietly moved away and found herself standing in front of the dressing table. She saw herself wearing an extra-large t-shirt as a nightdress and noticed her dark hair piled up on top of her head, making her look even messier than she felt inside. But that was not what she was trying to look at. What she was trying to see was what made her special. Zaydan said that she was the healer the packs around the world had been looking for. And if what he said was true—she couldn’t help but believe him now despite their differences—then was it possible that she was actually who he said she