Supernatural Slash Fiction Novels & Stories

I could tone that back so it didn’t hurt or just make them forget, which I usually preferred. Without care, it could get problematic. Too many orgasmic bites in too short a time could lead to obsession very quickly. Sometimes this cuts both ways. Sometimes the vampire would end up desiring the victim too, just as much. I’d never experienced that, but I knew it was possible. But that was only ever an issue with humans, supernaturals were always able to see through that, so maybe there was in fact something else at play here. Maybe he did feel something genuine. It is possible, after all.

It was a whole can of worms that wasn't meant to be broadcasted to those who couldn't even handle their own shit without the threat of a complete societal collapse, let alone understanding the complexities that none of them would be able to understand on a rational level. It drained me even thinking about that. Tossing the file into my to-do bin, I grabbed a few more and sorted through them one by one. Figuring out my schedule for the rest of the month wouldn't be hard but judging by the new pile on my desk, as well as the ones already sitting in my bins, I was in for a long fall season. There was always something about this time of year that drove the supernaturals into a weird frenzy. With

His best friend, known as Seraphina, possessed an ancient knowledge of the supernatural world and had always been a reliable source of guidance. As Mr. Haven made his way through the bustling streets, his mind filled with questions and anticipation, he couldn't help but marvel at the vibrant energy of the city around him. Seraphina resided in a grand mansion nestled in the heart of a secluded enclave, a sanctuary where vampires and humans coexisted harmoniously. The mansion stood as a testament to the enduring bond between Mr. Haven and Seraphina, forged over centuries of unwavering friendship.

As we joined the main road, we began to discuss the conversation I’d had with my mother. “Surely we haven’t already found a hybrid after a single day of looking? We were expecting this to take months, maybe longer” I shrugged in his direction. “Maybe they are more common than we were led to believe.” Doran shook his head. “I don’t understand Atlas, I thought all of the supernatural species hated each other. That can’t be the case for all of us if we are producing children”. I agreed with him. I was as surprised as he was. “Well, it must take place mustn’t it? Otherwise we wouldn’t even know what a hybrid was in the first place”. Doran turned to me “I wonder if it’s the outcasts that are mati

Shards of light burst from the wound instead of blood, scattering into the air before fading like smoke. “Not solid,” he snarled. “But not a ghost either.” “Because it’s both,” the Seer cried, retreating behind the circle. “It is a contradiction, made flesh!” Damian didn’t hesitate. His blade carved through the air, slicing one Fracture clean through the torso—but its upper half kept fighting, its claws raking at him with vicious speed. He slammed it down with brute strength, but the effort left his jaw clenched, sweat shining at his temple.

I held back a laugh at his mocking tone and returned my gaze to Blackthorn. “Did your Beta catch you up now?” he said sarcastically, and I held back from rolling my eyes at his condescending tone. “Yes, thank you,” I replied with the same level of sarcasm. “So this supernatural is releasing information how, again?” I asked. “In the form of fiction books,” Blackthorn snapped. “Well, if the books are marked as fiction, then why is it an issue? I mean, it’s not like the other tripe that is out there is causing us any harm,”

The collaborative efforts of supernaturals and humans became a beacon of hope for a planet on the brink of crisis. As the supernatural world and the human realm flourished together, the boundaries that once separated them grew increasingly blurred. Interactions between supernaturals and humans became commonplace, fostering a sense of unity and shared purpose. Intermarriages and friendships blossomed, creating families that spanned both realms. Children with mixed supernatural and human heritage thrived, embodying the unity and harmony their ancestors had fought for.

I searched the werewolf research database on my phone for a while, hunting for anything I could find on one sided mate bonds or small wolf forms. When my search was once again fruitless — as I should have known it would be — I switched to those paranormal romance stories I found that first night after I met Taryn. I needed something to distract me from the ache caused by our distance. I’d had to weed through a lot of terrible books, but I eventually found a few authors who seemed to know what they were writing about. Maybe those authors are supernaturals in disguise. I lift my phone and tap the button that snoozes my alarm, setting it back down on my chest all without even opening my eyes. B

"We are needed at the base. " Seraphina's facial expression turned serious. She sat up straighter, her hands curling into a fist again. Her face contorted. The first thought that slammed into her mind was— demons. They were multiplying, scattering across the city in ways The Order hadn't predicted. Maybe another place the nestted have been discovered. She was about to say something when Amara interrupted. "And before you think it's the demons, no, it's not." Seraphina exhaled. "It's something about the Supernaturals —another specie — the lycanthropes."

Not sticking to any particular genre, she likes to test her boundaries in writing. Danielle McNeil writes paranormal/supernatural stories that involve vampires and werewolves. Her works include The Immortals vampire series and The Bane Colony werewolf series. A graduate of Full Sail University with a Bachelor in Fine Arts for creative writing and entertainment, she has experience with script writing, comic writing and game writing. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading paranormal romance novels and listening to classic or rock music. McNeil lives in North Carolina with her siblings.