Supernatural Samandriel Novels & Stories

“Only until they have forgiven themselves. Suicide is no sin, Fianna. It is a tragedy, truly, but the depths of despair a person are in to commit the act are punishment enough.” We walked in silence as I absorbed my surroundings, glad of the colombina mask I wore that disguised my appearance. We rounded a corner, entering the heart of a grove. A bare-chested demon in harem pants with skin black as night bowed to Samael, his skin studded with a silver dusting of ridges and tattoos. Deer antlers crested his head, woven with red cloth and silver bells that sounded as he rose. Samael gave a cursory nod. “Dantalion. Is the hearse ready?”

Saying those words to a churchman eased the pressure in my chest. — Thank you, Father. But since I was eighteen I’ve taken care of myself. You can go in peace. I turn to leave, but his voice holds me. — Whatever you think you feel for them isn’t real. The voices…the profane blood in your body…it’s all hypnotic. They’re monsters. Faster than any defense, Samiel’s hands grab the priest’s collar and fling his body backward like a ragdoll. His back slams into the wall with such force the office desk vibrates from the impact.

This was her first time walking out in the street alone, or was her presence announced or some thing? "My name is Morgan el, sorceress of the underworld.” She introduced which got Samantha frightened the most. "Don't worry, I don't kill." "Hold on, when you said servant of the underworld, do you actually meant, the underworld we all know? Like, Lucifer?" "Yes, dear, that is what I am talking about." "Okay. So, how may I help you, ma'am?" Samantha asked sharply. "You want an answer to why the Beta wolf is after you, don't you?" She asked.

crater of shattered reality."The conversation was a tangle of controlled hysteria. The stakes were infinitely high, and they all knew it. Sama, their greatest asset, was also their greatest risk. Her aura, an effect of her virtually unlimited psychic potential, was a storm without a lighthouse, a scream without a hush. It was the embodiment of her soul, and it was ready to kill everything."I need you to say what's happening," Sama's voice, strained and splintered, came across the intercom. "I can sense the walls of the room collapsing. It's as if my mind is splintering.""Stay with us, Sama," Dean said, his voice soft, a lifeline to hold on to in the storm. "We have an antidote. His name is

My paws hit the sodden earth, spraying wet mud up my legs and under my belly. For the first time in what felt like forever, the night sky was clear. The moon looked on solemnly as I sprinted through waterlogged fields of drooping wildflowers, my heartbeat thundering in my ears. The silver light of the stars shone coldly. I didn’t have to make it as far as the portal. Davin, in his human form, was half-carrying Samael towards me. For his part, Samael was curled in on himself with both hands held to his abdomen, a folded up shirt pressed against his belly. Even with just the moonlight to see by, I didn’t have to look hard to see the blood seeping out between his fingers and soaking into the pa

Eden grabbed the blue-haired guy's cold hand, his eyes sparkling brightly: "I'll take this bracelet too. I'll sell the blood if need be." Jin Iblisamal brushed Eden's hand away. Aside from his partner - the incubus who was always smiling downstairs - he refused all close skin contact, especially young wizard-in-training and his vampire brother. Jin didn't bear any grudge against these two. In contrast, he even liked them a lot. Both of them did not look down upon him. Many people have done that before being reminded in a friendly manner by him using his fist). The problem was that Balan had always been full of mint, a pungent smell like punching his nose and making him blush. As for Eden Nol

All the doubts that he could be Lestat disappeared from many creatures' minds who had never seen him and had just learned that he looked like Theodore's younger brother when that wizard and vampire appeared near a girl whom Brandon recognized as Delilah, who used to work with Colton. "Are you okay, Firecracker?" He asked with concern. "Yeah! Just a single bullet." She muttered meekly. Once the game of vampires, Dracula, and robots were over, it was the shadow demon who attacked this time, but Samuel alone handled them after all; he was one of the Princes of Hell, while these demons were below his rank. Samuel was a fire demon, and one of the weaknesses of the shadow demons was light, so he w

SAMIEN'S POV I soon fell asleep, oblivious to my worries for a short while. A knock rang on my door, jolting me awake. “Samien!!! Are you awake?” Lyra’s shrill voice rang in the air. The door turned open before I could speak. She jumped onto the bed, her face wet with sweat. Her stench reached my nose quickly. “How's my sweet sister doing?” I sat upright. “Why are you sweating so much? And your stench? Ewww!!”

Entramos no carro de Helenice e ela conduziu-nos até uma pracinha que fica perto de onde estávamos. Sentámo-nos num banco e comecei a explicar-lhe: - Sander é apenas um fantoche na mão de um espírito maligno que só se manifesta quando ele olha para um espelho. Se Sander se olhar ao espelho e se os seus olhos de cruzarem com os de outra pessoa ou de outras pessoas nesse mesmo espelho, ele consegue ver o seu interior, a sua alma, a sua dimensão não palpável, a mais oculta. Ele vê os medos, os receios, os sonhos, as dores.

Mike asked sarcastically. "It has to do with you because you are the host of the Demon Hybrid and that makes you a supernatural,one of us to be precise" "But you haven't told us how this tale has to do with our time,this era is the 21st century.supernaturals ain't real girl so come off it" Sammie bursts out angrily. "No that's where you are wrong Sammie, supernaturals are real name whatever creature you know of,they are real and if you want to see them then let's get to the supernatural realm" Allegra countered Sammie.