Supernatural Samhain Novels & Stories

He walked to him and wrapped him in his arms. "It’s a full moon tonight". Callum said. "It’s blue moon tonight". Stephen said. "Huh"? "It happens once every ten years. And for years I have spent it alone. You know at Blue Moon, the power of a Vampire is extended to much higher. It heightens all senses. It makes everything highly intoxicated". He was explaining in a husky voice, nipping on Callum 's shoulder. Callum craned his neck automatically but Stephen stopped him. "Don’t allow me Callum . I won’t be able to stop myself". He growled slightly.

She ground her hips into his and moaned suggestively. "I think that you're taking the Vampire Cosplay a little too far," James said. "It's past midnight and Halloween is officially over." "Samhain is not over until the sun rises. The fact that the holiday falls on a moon that is full makes blood collected this night especially potent." Ashley said, licking her lips and taking a nip at him. He jerked back in time to avoid having a chunk of his neck taken out. There was fresh red on her lips. James felt his neck and it came back with a little of his blood. "Yours is especially good. The little tastes are not nearly enough."

he grunted and stood over Daniel's shoulder while the Alpha pointed out the area. After viewing the location Atticus told Sawyer to use his gifts to keep the pack safe before he turned to me and said," Come daughter, let's end Simona's reign." "But she is only the Supreme Witch of one Coven and there are two, plus it's All Hallows Eve making them all stronger!" Feeling extremely nervous I hesitated before placing my hand in his offered one. Patting my hand, Atticus smiled. "It's Samhain Eve, Raija. You carry my bloodline and are Celtic. You're also much more powerful than you realize. Not only that but you've been blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. Believe in yourself, okay?"

Addison was working on a very unique spell to force Sheila out of hiding so they could kill her, they don't know the depth of her spell or how deep it has its hold on Ty. Ty has requested to go visit Samuel to find out all he wants to know about succubuses and how they work to combat Sheila. Not much is known in our realms about demons and we have signed a treaty with them so we can know more about each other and have visits as long as people adhere to each realm's rules. King Samuel however has taken a vacation with his mate showing her around his and the human realm. King Samuel has also listed Sheila enemy of the realm and anyone caught helping her will be killed. I felt this energy aroun

She already suspected that the strange occurrences plaguing Samantha's group of friends were the work of something otherworldly, something malevolent. The thought sent a chill down her spine as she contemplated the possibilities: was this Mr. Hunt's doing, or perhaps a stroke of Samantha's bad luck? Jess couldn't rid herself of the nagging suspicion that their shared obsession—to open a gateway between the living and the dead—had released a power beyond their control. And she, for one, wanted no part in stealing such a mysterious grimoire to fulfill such stupidity.

He shuddered, his hips bucking madly and he came inside her. In the aftermath, they kissed and curled up together in bed. "Goodnight Love," Clarice murmured before drifting off to sleep. He watched her sleeping and wondered how she meant to bring him back to life. There were spells that could be used that transformed natural matter into other natural substances. He still couldn't understand how such a transformation could help. His body had been burned to ashes. There was no corpse to perform a spell upon, to give back life to. Now, that he could think clearly again he felt anxious. Magic had to be dealt with carefully. The Samhain eve was ending bringing with it Samhain Day...the day when t

, Dean Wason," her heart pounding against her ribcage. "Don't do this. I'll listen. I'll learn. I'll stay. Just. don't perform the ritual.""You will, Sama. And you will be grateful to me," he replied, his voice cold and devoid of all warmth.Even before she was able to say another word, Timothy and Tobby pinned her down, their grip like vice. She kicked, strained, and screamed but was of no use. She was a moth caught in a spider's web, and Dean Wason the spider.The ritual room wasn't the dark, dusty dungeon Sama had imagined. It was a white-walled, sanitary room, lit with dozens of candles that flickered and cast shadows. There was a massive stone slab in the center of the room, its surface i

I say quietly. “We will find our place within the coven.” She assures. “Like anything, it takes time and trust.” “Trust.” I say slowly. “That’s the hardest part.” I scan the crowd for faces I recognize. It is then I feel his presence. “Samhain blessings to you, dear sister.” The baritone of his voice sends a shiver up my spine. “Also to you.” I stutter, unsure of how to greet or even celebrate this holiday. “Your first Samhain I presume?” Kai’s lips curl upward into a mischievous smile.

“It only happened when I asked them to help me see Cristine.” Amy nodded slowly. “Makes sense. You’re taking in too much of their energy to open your inner eye to other entities. And for some reason, that’s knocking you out every time.” “Meaning no more asking for extra sight,” the Haunter Supreme decreed, and waited for me to face him. “Promise you won’t do it again.” I nodded with a weary smile. “Okay, off of me, all of you. I’m fine.”

Adrian at his side, Nathan watching, they prepared to face the coming storm together. Samuel exhaled slowly, feeling the dark and light merge within him. “I’m not the wolf I was meant to be,” he whispered. “I’m more. And I’ll make sure my family survives—no matter the cost.” Adrian’s hand gripped his shoulder again. “Then we go. The hybrids, the Molehunter, the Shadow Pack—they’re about to learn exactly what that means.” Samuel flexed his claws, feeling the lunar energy swirl. The Blood Rite had failed… but it had made him something greater. Something deadly. Something the world wasn’t ready for.