Supernatural Samhain Novels & Stories

Alissa picked up the bassinet basket and ushered him out of the unfamiliar room for there just to be darkness beyond. *** The day had arrived. Samhain. The whole pack gathered including Theo and Joshua. Luca cleared his throat “As we know tonight is the beginning of Samhain. It's a dangerous time for us all. Every window must be bolted shut, every door double locked. For tonight the plain between our existence and those who have departed, meaning, our ancestors. Roam free.” he gave the two cubs a particularly hard stare “Remember, anyone out after midnight tonight is at the mercy of the other plain.” Luca gave a concerned look to every pack member “Our bonfire will be lit tonight. Each home

“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”

Rynd had suggested another, more devious, way. They had been hiking for hours, and Rynd had offered few details of his plan. Kyle was not used to following, to taking orders, and he was reaching his limit. Indeed, just as he was getting ready to confront Rynd again, finally Rynd hiked up alongside him. “Tonight is the Samhain Festival,” Rynd said. “Our kind will flock here from around the world. It is our night for power, the one night when evil has free reign. We will use the energy of this night to summon our evil cohorts from every corner of the earth. Whatever creatures are out there, they will come to us, like moths to a flame. Then, tomorrow, we will attack Skye as one.”

It was a whole can of worms that wasn't meant to be broadcasted to those who couldn't even handle their own shit without the threat of a complete societal collapse, let alone understanding the complexities that none of them would be able to understand on a rational level. It drained me even thinking about that. Tossing the file into my to-do bin, I grabbed a few more and sorted through them one by one. Figuring out my schedule for the rest of the month wouldn't be hard but judging by the new pile on my desk, as well as the ones already sitting in my bins, I was in for a long fall season. There was always something about this time of year that drove the supernaturals into a weird frenzy. With

“Why, Ms. Thalia?” In a wave of her hand, the chains in Dorrien Ronan’s hand now plummeted onto the floor. “There is always a right timing for everything.” *** Finally, Samhain has come. October 31 and it was the hallowed day for the creatures of the night. The Hunter’s Moon was vibrantly glowing on Halloween Night—Samhain for vampires and werewolves, and even for the Blood Witches also known as the Heathens. Rozelyn managed to recover soon from that heart-stopping situation days ago; less than a day, to be frank.

Damien told me that we had to wait until Samhain6, or Halloween, to teleport us to Hell, because that’s supposedly when the veil between the living world and the dead is its thinnest, and it would be the easiest day for me to attempt teleporting between realms since it’s my first time.

Says Milly. Stormie narrated to his sister, Princess Milly, about his visit to the healer's den earlier this morning. He told her that Samantha had returned and appeared to be acting abnormal, almost like someone who was insane. Stormie explained that Samantha had been brought to the healer's den by Leo and Claudius earlier this morning, and not just that, she appeared to be in a delirious state. The healers tried to treat her, but her condition continued to worsen. Eventually, she became completely unresponsive and began exhibiting signs of severe mental instability, including hallucinations and erratic behavior. The healers were unable to determine the cause of her illness, and Stormie exp

But that he was? Caitlin was a few years older than Sam, and perhaps she’d showed signs of coming-of-age sooner than he. Perhaps, if they had waited a few years, Sam would also have shown signs of morphing into a half-breed. Whatever the reason, he was clearly immune. Which made him very, very powerful. And very dangerous to her coven. Samantha looked around, and in the room of several hundred vampires, there was not a sound. They all just stared, in shock.

he rasped. A second figure stepped forward, her eyes glowing red. “Then it begins.” “She will come for the others,” the first one said. “And when she does, we’ll be ready.” He grinned, revealing rows of sharp teeth. “The Queen of Supernatural has risen. And soon... she’ll kneel.”

Although she was just 18years old then and Samara was 22, the sister bond that they shared was not something that could be broken, even with the strongest spell. "If Samara wanted to elope, she would have done that with me. She would have whispered to me at least and would have taken some of the stuff she held dearly. I do not believe what the Police said." I know something had happened to my sister and the Police are too lazy to find out!" She had insisted as her friends were there to console her. Since that time, she had had a phobia for Halloween as it was the day that her sister got missed and also her sister's birthday.