Supernatural Samhain Novels & Stories

My fear is increasingly growing and I try to swallow the bile rising in my throat again from the goddess awful stench of this place. "It all started a thousand years ago when we were making merriment in our village. We were a peaceful people that practiced witchcraft and it was the eve of our Samhain celebrations." Samhain? What is that? Oh wait! I think I know this! The human realm celebrates something called Halloween and it falls right around the same day. She ignores me and my moment of remembrance and clears her throat. This Aphaedra woman is clearly unimpressed by me taking my attention off her, even just for a second.

“The house panicked, the crest awakened, and the queen’s enchantments stirred only when you came near.” I paused, choosing my words carefully. “I needed to understand whether it was the ring reacting to you… or something older. Something tied to her.” Samantha blinked, thrown off by the gravity of it. “So you dragged me into a haunted cemetery to run supernatural diagnostics?” “A crude interpretation,” I said. “But not entirely inaccurate.” I felt Samantha watching me — not with judgment, but with a cautious curiosity, as if she sensed there was more beneath my silence than I dared to share.

It is also a Prophecy that only the black cults will kill the viper. Sorcerer casted a spell and pointed stalf. A white light out and form a door to a place. I stepped to the front of the door and saw my friends, it was dark there. As I was looking at the place to take a better view, sorcerer pushed me inside and I fell in. The door closed and my face are down on the ground. I raised my head and it was in the night here, saw my friends that we were having Halloween Night party together.

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

Chapter 13 Horrendous, that was the words can describe my feelings. Everywhere I looked there were dead and souls being picked up by another Grim Reaper. "Name: Samantha C. Real Age: 32 years old Cause Of Death: Accidental Death Time of Death: 3:42 pm." Announcement of the Grim Reaper next to me. For some unknown reason, I look invisible in the eyes of people here in this place. No one is criticizing nor asking about my presence here. I did not try to ask the Grim Reaper next to me because I'm sure he has something to do with it or maybe because I'm one of them so things like this aren't impossible. Well, after all, I am contracted living Reaper the only difference between me and them is tha

Sarah asked. "I'm Samuel, a sorcerer from the nineteenth century. The rest of them hovering around you are my associates. This place belongs to only dead magicians and you all are clearly trespassing," the creature screeched. "What can I do to make you lead me to Virion?" Henry asked and the question seemed to interest Samuel the sorcerer. "Aah! Interesting question. Let's trade something," the scrawny figure replied. It's teeth were rotten and it's sense organs were absent.

she shouted again. "I assure you, that is the case as it stands." "Samantha is even more skeptical about this mystical shit that I am! I mean was. She's a born-again atheist, so why would she be seeing some kind of psychic --" "Medium," the ghost corrected her. "She is seeing a medium."

He is such a good friend and I really hope he won't get hurt at the end of this. "This is Samantha and her coven. They are from California," Franklin introduced us to the covens that decided to fight along with us. They are the vampires that are secretly againts with the council's way of dealing things. And now that they have seen that we are great in number, it must have given them courage to stand. After all, it only takes courage to do something you have never done before. And we have given them that through this—through giving the council a fight they want.

I am not sure if I should fly down or drive, but am working out logistics whenever and wherever I can. Samhain is right around the corner and our coven has doubled in size, with even more witches requesting admittance on the next new moon,we will soon be the strongest and largest in New England, yet again. Salem is packed with tourists and visiting witches aike this time of year and my work with the coven and witches plus my school work keeps me quite busy, but I miss having Damian in my bed. Adam’s POV

“I was just being nice. It's me thanking you for bringing me home and helping with my car. I would have been stranded if not for you” “I don't mind. Anything for you” She cleared her throat. “So what's all the fuss about this curfew and security? Should we be worried? Are there mountain lions in the woods now?” He sat up with a serious face. “Samantha, you should be careful. I don't want you walking around at night. It's dangerous” “Why? What could happen in this small town?” He scoffed. Only if she knew there was a lot beyond the physical. Supernatural beings lived in this town and now there was a supernatural killer on the loose. “A lot can happen. Just be careful. You and your mother”