Supernatural Samhain Novels & Stories

I touched it absentmindedly. “They were just asking why I know so much about the supernaturals,” Diane pitched in. Groth let out a bitter laugh before replying, “To survive a few years here, you have to understand your enemies.” “Still won’t guarantee your survival,” Drakon hissed. “Your life is tied to the mood of that damn hybrid king.” He was immediately hushed by Groth. “What happened?” Diane asked. It took a few seconds before Groth replied. “Sam was murdered. The rest are skipping dinner to mourn him. Our friend who entered with us years back.” He explained for Sienna and me, who didn’t know Sam.

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.

Susannah said, shocking them all with her words. "You are related to the sisters of darkness, how? " Mrs Smith asked with a perplexed countenance. "Because we are from the same bloodline, " Susannah answered, satisfying their curiosity. "The same bloodline, I'm still lost," Eddie said, trying hard to believe what he just heard. "I'm a Hellenic witch while they are Gardnerian witches. Both from Artemis bloodline " Susannah said, trying to find a chair to sit on. "Artemis!!! " Mr Raphael and his wife exclaimed.

It was way too final. I ran up to my room to change, remembering with a start it was Halloween. My family, like most witches, observed Halloween as the rest of the country, as a safe, fun, costumed opportunity to get free stuff from the neighbors. The real holiday, Samhain, was a fire festival, a time of power when we said goodbye to summer. It wasn't for a couple more nights, so it didn't matter to us one way or another what the normals did for kicks. Still, the superstitious kid in me who used to watch horror movies and be afraid of monsters in the closet made the spooky connection, the implications giving me shivers, considering. I let it go as I slipped into a hoody and jeans and hit the

"Safe Harbor is about twenty minutes from here. Nathaniel, call your contact and let them know we're coming." As they drove through city streets now bathed in golden hour light, Casie caught glimpses of a world she'd spent ten years trying to ignore—a witch disguised as a street vendor selling charms alongside hot pretzels, a pair of vampires conducting business outside a blood bank, a shifter in partial transformation darting down an alley. The supernatural community had always existed alongside the human one, hidden in plain sight. "I'm seeing them now," Rick murmured, his gaze following the same supernatural indicators Casie had noticed. "It's like someone adjusted the contrast on the wor

We needed to uncover the truth about her and her potential involvement with the external force that sought to exploit Lia's power. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the pack lands, Ethan returned with a folder full of information. We met in my office, the dim light casting a solemn atmosphere. Ethan placed the folder on my desk and cleared his throat. "Alpha, I've gathered everything I could find about Samantha. Her background, her recent interactions, and any connections she might have." I nodded, my expression grave. "Let's see what we have." We delved into the information, and it didn't take long to uncover some unsettling details. Samantha had

" Mystic coven members were peace-loving people. They never resorted to killing. Moreover, they never practiced any harmful and deadly spells, so they couldn't defend themselves against Samara, who was directly going for a kill." "As the days went by, Samara's greed became greater, and ruling her coven wasn't enough for her; she wanted to rule the entire World. Samara knew to do that, she would need followers who would be loyal to her. She managed to convince many people that they could achieve anything they wanted by joining forces with her. She was smart enough to play with people's weaknesses and use them for her benefit. She also specialized in the art of hypnotizing, which helped her a

Sam said as she gulped down her squirrel. At dawn Thomas and Sam set off on their journey to find the supernatural healer. They kept a brisk pace, keeping to the trees and out of the sun as they had been traveling for two days and were almost to the vampire coven’s territory. They took a break at the time when the sun reached its peak for lunch. After they finished eating the squirrels they had caught earlier, they moved onward to the territory. Sam heard someone rapidly approaching and she wondered if they had been caught. She quickly thought of a way to escape but wondered if that would be enough. They were on another coven’s territory after all.

“People who are hung upside down cannot faint for long due to the blood rushing to their heads, which for you means you’ll be awake for the entire time I take my pound of flesh from you for scaring my woman.” Sam didn’t believe in God and the Devil, but if he did, he’d be convinced he was in Lucifer’s lair, and he wondered what was happening to his brothers as Hael came at him again with the pliers. This time he cut straight through Sam’s cock, watching as it rolled along the ground. Hael was covered head to toe in blood, enjoying the way his prisoner was twitching in pain and shock. If only he had the time to play all day, but his services were needed elsewhere.

What will happen? Back to the Present. I hadn't seen her since she disappeared. I could, however, feel that something major was about to happen. Tonight, was the night of the blood moon and I couldn't shake this feeling those pieces were coming together that were meant to all along. Samael Pov