Supernatural Quotes Novels & Stories

She worked alongside human historians, blending her supernatural insights with their scholarly expertise, to piece together the mysteries of the past. During one of her expeditions to a remote island, Seraphina stumbled upon an ancient prophecy engraved on a weathered stone tablet. The prophecy spoke of a hidden realm, accessible only to those with a bloodline as intertwined as hers. It foretold of a powerful artifact that, when combined with the unity of supernaturals and humans, would unleash unimaginable magic upon the world.

"Finis appropinquat. Venimus. Communitas supernaturarum transgressorum." 'The end is near. We are coming. Community of the rogue supernaturals'. Fuck me!

"I bet lots of supernaturals heal quickly." "So now you're saying you're not human?" She arches an eyebrow at me. "I mean, maybe it's from the spell, the blood magic I did. It advanced my natural healing ability." "What is it you're not telling me?" she asks. As much as I want to share with her, I can't. This is my problem. My Viking ghost. "Nothing. Just feeling a little woozy from everything still. Sorry, I broke your containment circle for the zombie."

I asked curiously. "Life… it is life… we are all supernatural beings. Even humans are not natural beings. Yes, humans do not have this speed or hearing ability or immortality. But, humans possess something we supernaturals crave for." "And what's that? I asked. "Peace… Death." "When does death become a good thing?" I asked. Hoots laughed out loud. He went over to where bracelets are sold, and he got one. "You know I'll live for more than a hundred years." Hoots said, and I nodded in agreement.

Prologue: The cousins: “Oh shit yall back! We thought yall got tired of the foolishness we got going on, because we sure as shit, done got tired of the bullshit ourselves. We thought yall was gonna be quick about it, but it’s been a minute. So anyway Even though yall been gone long, I might as well tell you now, we still haven't had a chance to enjoy shit; not a damn thing. Do you know why? I can tell you why, it's because for some fucking reason supernatural motha fuckas are always mad about something. I mean they don't like nobody, all they want to do is kill folks, kidnap you, impregnate, or try an force you to be with them. Did I miss one? It don't matter you get where this is going. Now

I asked. He looked at me, taken aback by my question, as if not expecting it. "Of course he said, did you think werewolves were the only supernatural alive" his voice, a deep rumble ending in a chuckle. Wow, my eyes widened. "What other supernaturals are there?" I asked. "Well, there are the fae, the spirits, the ancient trees, just like you saw, the changelings, the seers, there are even some humans with special abilities that can access the supernatural," he said.

And the fact that belief in the supernatural and paranormal also means a belief in a Spiritual Creator/Father. So from the Supernatural Spa, this is The Diwata saying goodnight and hope to see you again soon.

“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.

"We may not have all the answers, but we have each other. Together, we will navigate the labyrinth of uncertainty and forge a future where harmony and justice prevail." Alex's voice resonated with unwavering conviction. "We have come this far, facing trials and tribulations that would have shattered others. We will not falter now. We will fight for what we believe in, even if it means challenging the very fabric of our existence." The figure observed us with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. "Ah, the bravery of mortals, wielding the power of the supernatural. Your resolve is admirable, but know this: the path ahead is treacherous, and sacrifices will be required."

Me- Good luck to him. “So, you are here to kill me,” I smirk. “You think it will take all these warriors to kill me. Must not have much faith in your skills.” Jessup laughs again. “We just figured with all this supernatural elite here. We should take you all out at once." “Unless you have a nuke, that is not going to end well for you,” I chuckle. “As you say, we have the Supernatural Elite here. Caster, Vamps, Shifters, all here to protect this place. A place you yourself once called home.”