Supernatural Phantom Traveler Novels & Stories

Xue Yun couldn’t help but secretly lit up a candle for the male lead, ‘Jiang Baixuan, you are a goner, I can’t help but pity you as there is a possibility that you might even not know how you died, sigh…. Ting, Ting, Ting….. Yu Meng nearly jumped out of her seat from fear from the sudden sound of the alarm clock, as she placed her right hand on her chest to calm herself down. If someone wants to get along with Yu Meng, one must first now that abrupt sounds can make her scared, as it make someone feel like there is a ghost. In Yu Meng whole life, she isn’t afraid of anything except the presence called ‘ghosts’. There is a reason for it but not many people know about….

But worries was still visible in my voice. "He already know--" I heard gunshots in the other line. My eyes widened, I heard noises, screams and gunshots. "Nate, what's happening?" "He already know the you are alive!" Even he did not spout a name, I know who is he talking about. I massage my temple, The car started to move. The twelfth leader of Thanatos, the Phantom is now aware of my existence.

"After everything settles down and the threat is gone, then you can go back home. But not until then. I'd never forgive myself if something were to happen to you." "I can take care of myself." I folded my arms across my chest. But even I knew better. From what I could tell, even supernatural creatures had a hard time defending themselves from Nightshade. "No. Not with what's coming," Elias replied, "or what's already here. The monster hunters of Nightshade are nothing to take lightly." "Pizza's on its way." Xander slipped his cell phone back into his pocket. Then he looked into my eyes. "Want to watch a movie?"

"We have the same case." The shaman looked into the fire; his eyes were focused on the two travelers, which are planning to cross the mountain. Ever since, he heard about that samurai, he was constantly looking for him. He was directly involved in his ghost business, something was wrong about that warrior. Maybe, he's a spirit too. Safe travels, he thought. Who, ever you are. We only met through dreams. You have something I want. Maybe, we could help each other. Who knows? I'm waiting.

“Now, there’s a thought. Valkyr also craves mother’s milk. Unlike your lawyer lover who is just a weasel with mommy issues, the magic milk in your breast provides nourishment and strength to demons because it is of demon origin. He’s not keen on finding missing people, but your milk just might be enough to convince him to help you. What a boon it would be to have him in your corner. He can cross into areas to search for Davina that Derek cannot.” “Do you think that Davina has left our reality? I don’t understand.” “We live in parallel realities that all exist at the same time. Those advanced enough to understand how these realities work, are able to enter them at will. It’s called ‘trav

The hood over his face pooled in his eye sockets and nasal cavity. The phantom advanced in broken movements. He held out bone fingers as if scraping the air. I screamed for the life of me. “Get that thing away from me now!” “Silence, Shannon,” Samael demanded. “Where are your manners?” The phantom tilted its head. I could swear it snickered with a voice like dry desert wind. “They jumped ship when you summoned a skeleton.” “I SEE YOU HAVE DISCOVERED ANOTHER ACCESSORY, SAMAEL.” Dumah hissed, drawing out Corpseboy's name. His voice was like scraping knives

You killed that elderly corporate spy because the information she'd swallowed could be sold for a fortune. "You think you're some kind of cleaner? Bullsh*t. "You're just a robber who hides behind a slogan about cleaning up trash while satisfying your psychopathic urge to kill." Stella burst into laughter from the mud. "Robber? Psychopath? Mark, do you think I was born wanting to become this monster?!" She suddenly twisted around and fixed her gaze on Summer, who was still sitting on the ground. "Twelve years ago, my mother was the city's chief medical examiner!

mom told me it was a given to us but she never really went into details because I was a child, I should have asked her further “ I pulled her into me again. “ but this? I got it once when Tristan tried to bond with me during the blood moon night , lightning struck and when I woke up I had this” “ Do you know who these supernaturals are? “ I asked, stroking her head gently. “ Leaders, made to rule the wolf's age, but their main leaders were killed so then they ended up stranded because there's a connection that binds us together and without the leaders it can't happen “ She didn't need to talk, I knew who they were. “ Yet I killed them, I don't know how but I killed my parents and I only ha

They aren't just solely from our pack; they are from other packs, other realms—humans, zombies, pixies, fairies, and other supernaturals. They aren't allowed into any packs or realms except Wraithland, where they have been banished. It is then I notice the deep X scar on his neck. If any of the wanderers are caught in these parts, they wouldn't be spared. No wonder he looks so pale and lifeless. "You are a wanderer?" "I exalt myself above that name." "What if you had been caught? You know what they do to people like you—" His sudden frown makes me recoil. "I don't fear death or torture. But I do inflict it on people." His smirk returns, and then he steps closer, placing his hands on my sleev

"I'm tracking seven—no, twelve similar signatures across the globe. They're emerging from locations that our satellites always showed as dead zones. Mountains, ocean trenches, underground cave systems." Katherine's voice cut in: "The beacon didn't just signal the stars. It woke up something that was sleeping here on Earth." The dragon circled Sterling Tower once, twice. Then it spoke. Not with words—with pure psychic pressure that slammed into Jack's mind like a tidal wave. Images, emotions, concepts flooding through him faster than thought. CHILD OF THE TRAVELERS. THE SONG HAS BEEN SUNG. THE OLD PACT DEMANDS RECKONING.