Supernatural Slash Fiction Novels & Stories

Tessavask confused and look at Landon shrugging and a shiver runs down Regina's spine. "At the beginning of times, when the supernatural was created, no one thought it would be necessary to seperate everyone and they thought everyone would live in peace, but as the numbers rised and power was gained so did the demand of territories. The strongest of each specie fought it out and the demons won. The demons won, they were cunning and knew how cheat their way up. Their brute strenght was never enough. Everyone had to accept him is their king, and it was dark times. The demons florished and the other species starved and were killed one by one, no one was powerful enough to remove him from the th

“Classic. But let me guess—he paid for the dry cleaning and bought you a new coffee, didn’t he?” She gave him a deadpan look. He faltered. “…That's cold.” Kallista leaned back, satisfied. “See? You’ve already lost the argument. Your “brother” is nowhere close to being a saint. How are you two brothers again? I don't think I've heard about you.” Zander’s smile became sadder. “Half. We're half brothers and Jaxon doesn't exactly talk about every aspect of his life. Especially the part that has to do with me.”

He wasn’t one to believe in fate, but he knew better than to ignore what was right in front of him. And what was a supernatural doing on a sex chat forum? He had an excuse—research. But Otherssups? They had their own channels for this sort of thing. Not that he had access to those. He was a rogue, after all. The kind of rogue that stayed on the fringes, never quite fitting in. And he liked it that way, and kept things simple. But this wasn’t simple. It was complicated, and that made it dangerous.

“Sorry doesn’t change anything, sorry doesn’t change the fact that I was made to leave the wolf’s age alone without any strength because as an omega, I’m not even allowed to see my wolf, and till now I can’t even shift, imagine being alone in the Wolf Age, almost chased my rogues. Then I come across another pack where the alpha wants me as his Luna for whatever reason, I’ve never had a purpose on my Orion” I slumped down in front of him, and tears fell from my eyes. “ But this? These people? They’re my people, you might think the story is wack because you never heard of supernaturals but I was with my parents and I knew the kind of weird energy I drew from them, these people love me, Orion,

I appreciate every read, every comment, every gem, every silent reader lurking in the shadows too 👀 Now for the exciting part… I’m officially introducing my new dark paranormal romance series: 🔥 CLAIMING HIS BRIDE — (SINFUL COLLECTION) 🔥 And trust me when I say this series is going to be sinful in every possible way. We have our favourite time of troupe; Possessive alpha males. Dangerous supernatural creatures. Dark romance. Obsession. Unhinged vampires Forbidden desires. Chaotic soulmates. A little toxicity? Maybe. A lot of tension? Absolutely. And maybe a little bit of madness It’s a collection filled with the kind of stories where love doesn’t arrive softly… it claws its way in and rui

What To Expect ✓ Fallen Angel Romance ✓ Possessive/ clingy Hero ✓ Powerful Heroine ✓Smutt ✓ Celestial Politics ✓ Forbidden Love ✓ Enemies Hunting The Heroine ✓ Reincarnation Mystery ✓ Touch-Her-And-Die Energy ✓More smutt ✓ Epic earth shattering sex with a literal fallen angel, one who fucks his girl with his wings out Short Author’s Note Every story in this anthology explores a different kind of supernatural romance. Some heroes are monsters. Some are kings. Some are villains. Some are devils But all of them fall as hard as they fuck! The Bound to the fallen angel is a dark fantasy romance about fate, obsession, second chances, and a love that survives across lifetimes.

FORBIDDEN HEAT SIENNA & RONAN SIENNA’S POV I have always been the odd one out in the pack, and I’m used to it. Adopted at age five after my human parents died in a car crash, I grew up among werewolves who could shift at will, run under the full moon, and speak in that silent pack-mind way I never quite heard. They loved me anyway—protected me, raised me as one of their own—but I was still human. Fragile. Breakable. No claws, no fangs, no heightened senses. Just Sienna, the pack’s little mascot.

"If you want to survive the night, stop fighting the Key. The Well will only kill you faster. If the Syndicate comes, I want you to burn them all to ash." He exits without looking back, the magnetic seal hissing shut behind him. I collapse against the side of the crib, my hands shaking so hard I have to grip the railing to stay upright. The wood groans under my touch. I look down at my palms. A faint, ghostly silver light is already beginning to leak back through my pores. The suppression is over. The Five-Second Fade has reached its limit. I reach into the bedpost and pull the Phantom Blade free. The titanium needle is cold, but as soon as my fingers touch it, the metal begins to hum, the s

Uriel said in his thoughts as he immediately flew to his chamber. He opens the book of light and darkness and flips over to a page where he sees a picture of a blade and he begins to read. “When a demon's blood mixes with an angel's blood it can create what they call the blade of Angels. With this blade the person wielding it can kill off any light supernaturals with just a single slash. None has been able to create such a blade but if the blade falls into the wrong hands it can be very dangerous for all light supernaturals.”

Maybe I’d finally stop looking backward. Maybe I’d finally be free. ********* Author's Note: Thank you so much for reading! This story is a journey through not only the supernatural world but also the internal battles we face when trying to escape our pasts and make new choices. As Selena steps into a new chapter of her life, she’s confronted not just with external dangers but with the ghosts that still linger from her past. I hope you’ve found yourself immersed in the mysteries surrounding the packs, the full moon, and the ancient curses.