Supernatural Slash Fiction Novels & Stories

Once it’s signed, it will be posted six days a week. I know everyone is anticipating the next of my werewolf series, but at the moment, my brain needs a break from the werewolf universe. Never fear, though; Sicilian Holiday (D'Amore holiday short story), The Genius Delta (Silvercloud/Persephone), The Quiet Giant's Mate (Regina/Ivan), Beta's Innocent Mate (Alexander/Delilah), Beta's Twin Mates (Zoe/Gunnar/Henrik), and The Hybrid's Vampire (Sage/Auðr) will be written when I'm in that head space. So please bear with me. I promise these books will be written, but all good things come to those who wait and are worth the wait.

I’m average height at five-five, but Zane is at least a head or so taller than me. Tomorrow our little bliss ends as we go to the city. Somehow supernatural drugs are being given to humans. Supernatural drugs are much stronger and deadly to humans. All over there are just random spikes of drug overdoses. It’s to the point that the human authorities are getting involved, and the last thing we need is a war between supernaturals and humans again. It gets threatened every handful of decades. I guess we are due for it.

Caleb hisses in his head as they can feel the power Griffin holds, but still can’t put their finger on what he truly is. Seraphina then grabs Dominic and shoves him to the side as an arrow zips between them. Before 5 Werewolves, 3 Demons, 6 Vampires and 8 Human Hunters surround them. Seraphina growls and extends her claws as she looks in the direction of the arrow's origin and spies the Human Hunter lowering his bow. Dominic quickly steps back up next to Seraphina as the supernaturals and humans that surround them slowly shrink the free space around them. As soon as the supernaturals are just out of contact range, one of the human hunters in the back yells,

His first novel Brotherhood of the Dragon contained another Amun adventure, while 2020 sees the release of his WW1 trench murder mystery, Golgotha. Draven Draven is an author who writes paranormal/supernatural which includes vampires and werewolves, and ghosts. Her works include The Immortals Saga vampire series and the Bane Werewolf Colony series. She’s working on a revenge crime series of short stories and a science fiction series. She’s a graduate of Full Sail University with a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree in Creative Writing for Entertainment. She has experience with script-writing, comic writing, and game writing. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading books, specifically paranormal

He called me a liar and that’s when I snapped, I felt Legacy and Miracle retreat to the back of my mind and Faith jumped out of room. I grabbed my silver tip blade and I slowly started to slice this man letting him bled and then he thought it would be funny to start laughing I took the blade and stabbed him in different selection of his body making him scream loudly, I puncher his lungs when I did so I decided that I would make him drink a potion that I had spelled and shoved down his throat it was to making him die slow bloody death, since he was a shifter I had to keep cutting him until the potion was coursing through his veins I could tell when it had made its way through his body he stop

THE SUPERNATURALS RISE OF HEROES. Somewhere out of nowhere, neither in the past, present, or future. Lies the Ancient Gladius, glowing and waiting for its rightful soul.

There was a tiny path leading to their home, much like a footpath. Because I didn't want anyone to call me, I strode very fast to the gate to escape them. Grandma always wanted to know where everyone was going. I don't mean to sound disrespectful but man, she had her nose on everybody else's business. Immediately I was out of the compound I began walking normally, singing some song I can't even recall well right now. My mind was consumed by thoughts that I didn't pay much attention to what was happening around me. It was the strange sounds that brought me to my senses. The path seemed to be getting consumed by some strange light. The bushes around me came to a strong standstill, no swaying,

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He raised his hands, quickly cutting me off, “Okay, that’s where things got complicated. You see, I’m quite special.” “You’re a hybrid. There are thousands of you.” I pointed out, putting down the fork, and proceeded to eat and pour my frustrations into something else. “Perverted demon.” I should have figured out what he was doing. Incubi are rare kinds of demons, from what I know, but he’s definitely a combination of hungry and greedy creatures. “Yes, but normal hybrids, especially in our faction, could feed off either of their blood mix. In my case, I should be able to survive either by consuming blood or the sexual energy of my prey. Except none of those sates me.”

The shadows at the edges of the runes shivered like they were tasting the air for blood, for fear, for dominance. Sierra clenched her fists, fingers grazing the chalk. She whispered the trigger phrase, her voice tight, sharp. A flicker of silver sparked at her fingertips—but it was wilder than usual. The shadows responded instantly, snaking higher, twisting faster than she expected. Her anger, her jealousy, her protectiveness over Malick—it all fed the spell, amplifying it beyond the controlled parameters she’d intended.