Supernatural Sign Novels & Stories

I said, and he squinted his eyebrows. “What? This doesn`t make sense. How my parents being human summarized what the fuck happened to me, and why I woke up here in the middle of this clearing.” He said, and I took a deep breath. “Let me explain something not many know…” I sighed. “A couple of supernaturals most likely will have supernatural offspring, but in rare cases, they just get human offspring,” I said, and he squinted his eyebrows. “We call them recessive supernaturals,” I explained.

He panted into the phone. The horror on my face was enough to have Jordan pause and not rush out. "I'm okay, but Susan is injured." Lucas added. My heart dropped, and I looked at Jordan in disbelief. And it was in that moment that I remembered a statement that my father whispered to me on the side that sent chills down my spine. He had said, "The silver wolf is also a beacon for the supernaturals. Wherever she goes, they follow, and so does death and destruction."

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.

She worked alongside human historians, blending her supernatural insights with their scholarly expertise, to piece together the mysteries of the past. During one of her expeditions to a remote island, Seraphina stumbled upon an ancient prophecy engraved on a weathered stone tablet. The prophecy spoke of a hidden realm, accessible only to those with a bloodline as intertwined as hers. It foretold of a powerful artifact that, when combined with the unity of supernaturals and humans, would unleash unimaginable magic upon the world.

“Is this the first realm of the library?” James surveyed his surroundings. His Zen leaked out to scan the area. He discovered that various Supernatural Signature Skills were stored all around the first realm, including body refinement supernaturals, swordsmanships, and mantras. While these Supernatural Signature Skills were considered remarkable in the outside world, they held little value for James. He had mastered the Primal Mantra that allowed him to refine any Supernatural Signature Skills he desired. The first realm of the library housed a variety of Supernatural Sign

My supernatural aspects were having their own internal debate: Witch aspect: Analyze the magical signatures. Wolf aspect: Be cautious. Protect the pack. Vampire aspect: There's more to this story. Demon aspect: Calculate every possible scenario. Angel aspect: Trust in a higher purpose. “Someone wants our attention,” I muttered. “But only on their terms.” Zane nodded. “Sounds like every supernatural negotiation ever.” The mysterious message was more than just words. It was a communication that seemed to exist in some impossible space between invitation and threat. The energy around it was complex — layers of protection, hints of familiar supernatural signatures

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.

“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.