Supernatural Sign Novels & Stories

Sam, furious, quickly snapped its neck, and the two of them went tumbling to the ground, the boar dead. But Sam was shaken. He didn’t understand what had just happened, how it was possible. How could he be even the slightest bit vulnerable? Thinking it over, he realized that what had just happened was impossible. It must have been a supernatural occurrence. It was the universe, sending him a sign. An omen. But of what?

I'll ache for a bit, but my body will heal quickly. I want to yell back to Samael and reassure him that I'm okay, but I don't want to draw the attention of the Cyclopses to me. I need them to be fully focused on Samael. My only strength against our enemy would be the element of surprise. They'd only sensed Samael's magical presence. My aura smelled similar to Tartarus's, while Samael's smelt like the underworld. His magical signature showed he was an oddity in these parts, and it's what attracted the supernatural beings to him.

The signs I’d read about before sounded supernatural, but these were clearly different, rather than a later continuation, added to her previous work as she’d discovered more. Some signs are supernatural in nature, as opposed to natural, be they of the Earth or of white magic. Supernatural signs are necessary for deciphering a creature’s weakness. That caught my eye, but the words after it had been smudged, as though the book had been closed while the ink had still been wet. I ran my eyes over the smeared words hastily, anxious to find the next readable part.

“The blood in her veins is older than your court. If she learns to call upon it, she may yet rise above them.” “Or be consumed by it,” Lucian countered. Mia lifted her chin. “I won’t be consumed. Not by them, not by this.” She pressed her palm against her chest, where the sigil carved into her soul seemed to pulse with every heartbeat. “I have a choice.” Lightning tore across the sky, casting jagged shadows through the chamber. In that light, Mia saw something shift in Lucian’s expression—a flicker of hesitation, almost of belief. The doors to the chamber swung open then, wind and rain spilling in, along with two figures cloaked in midnight blue. Their hoods concealed their faces, but the ma

Inside every part, a tiny symbol was engraved. One symbol I recognized immediately was a black wolf paw with a tiny white human handprint inside it. I squinted at the next symbol when Addy gasped over my shoulder, "When did you receive it?" I jerked around and faced her, "Just today. I don't know what this is. All these symbols..." Addy took the envelope from my hands and pointed at the logo, "This is the logo of Supernatural Council." I remembered that she had informed me that there is a Supernatural Council that looks over all the matters of the supernatural world. Being a king, Xee was also a member of the council.

Selene took a pen and drew the symbol on a piece of paper. Lily and I exchanged a dark look. “It them alright,” Lily whispered. “This is the symbol of the people kidnapping supernaturals.” Lila swallowed. “So they really took her.” “But that wasn’t all,” Selene added. “There was something else in the dream—a shadow.” Lila tensed. “A person?” “Maybe. Maybe not.” Selene took a deep breath. “But the dream spoke words.” “What words?” Lily demanded. “The one with invisible hands.”

The emergency broadcast system, usually reserved for hurricanes, blared through every TV and radio, revealing the existence of the supernatural world. Humans were scared, no doubt about it. But that fear quickly curdled into something far more dangerous. They started attacking anyone they thought might be a supernatural creature. Innocent humans, caught in the crossfire, lost their lives in a wave of panicked violence. What these frantic humans didn’t understand was that we had been living among them for centuries, undetected. Why on earth would they think they could identify one so easily?

“They never left you. Even after his body was taken back by the Earth his spirit stayed to watch over you.” "Earth did what now? Is that what you all call a funeral here where they are put in a casket and buried?” He shook his head. “You all did bury your parents on earth, but we got their bodies back per our treaty with the humans. We have our own way of doing things for each supernatural species.” “What did you do with my mother’s body?" Feeling a bit out of control I slid down the front of the chair and latched onto Freya. She knew what to do instantly. She climbed over my lap and laid down putting her weight on me. She was used to these anxiety attacks.

Mathias asks. I consider what steps we need to take but draw a blank. At the moment, all that is occurring is based on what we think we know. According to human and supernatural prophecy, there are more signs. Who is to say that the other signs will happen? “There’s really nothing that we can do.” “What do you mean there’s nothing we can do? The sodding apocalypse is occurring, and you’re telling us there’s nothing we can do?” Azazel argues. “We don’t know if this is the apocalypse, Azazel! For all we bloody know, this might not have anything to do with the end of days! All we can do is keep our eyes open for any other signs and research to see why this is happening.”

I put my arms out to stop John and Logan from going any further. “Love?” John arched an eyebrow. “She has drawn a trap sigil. It is meant to contain a supernatural creature to the spot they stand once they are in range. It is how our family captures creatures alive for testing.” I explained. I heard the deep, menacing growl of Logan behind me. “Control yourself, please.” John whispered.