Supernatural Smut Novels & Stories

She howls at the thought of running free. As we round a bend in the path we’ve been following, we come across a group of supernaturals huddled around a campfire. Their eyes glow against the flames, and I can tell they’re not like any creature I’ve encountered before. Everything about them screams power. They’re clearly strong and extremely dangerous, but I refuse to back down. “Who are you?” one of them snarls, baring his teeth menacingly. His scent is vile. It’s a mixture of earth and rotting flesh that makes me stifle a gag.

While finding a pair of mates during the 21st century is a rare occurrence due to the lack of original, pure-blooded Lycanthropes, they do still exist and produce the more elite and powerful offspring of the Lycan race. I stopped reading and looked up at Cain. "So you're saying that you and I are mates like the book is describing?" I asked him skeptically. He nodded. "That's impossible," I said, looking back down at the book. "It says Lycanthropes emit the pheromone. I'm a human, Cain." "You're right. It should be impossible," he said, pulling up the chair beside me. "Which is why I wanted to ask if you would be

I could only blame myself for going too crazy and doing such an outrageous thing. After having dinner outside, I came home and saw some washed fruits on the table. I habitually took them up and ate them as a snack after dinner. Although I hated Lester's threat, I seemed to be looking forward to him calling me tonight. I was such a slut. I forgot the pain after the wound healed. Now that I was out of the devil's control, I started to fantasize again and was eager to experience him again. I was curious about what he would make me do.

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

"How I wish he would show up in my bedroom tonight." "With my beauty and brains, I am proud to pursue him when I know who he is." "The top ten beauties of the Academy would dream to have this type of guy as their boyfriend." Some girls even posted off-topic comments about the video. "These girls are hopeless. They think nothing but handsome guys," Eric commented after reading some of the girls' remarks. "The video seems real, right? It doesn't look edited or animated," Sandro observed. "Yeah. It makes me think that superheroes aren't just movie characters. They're real," James added.

Samael or rather Lucifer smirked evilly. “Tsk baby do you want me to stop or begging for more?” Then he put Allistair’s right leg on his shoulder them thrust brutally. “Nnghhh no…yes fuck…ug..hh.” Allistair moaned in a broken voice, his throat tired from all the moaning. His body almost giving up. Samael’s cock pistoned in and out till they almost reach their climax . “I’m cumming Amolr Meus…” “nnghh me too…Lucy nnghhh aaaahh …”

“Ahh—! F-fuck…! I’m cumming…! Mmmh—! Unngh—!” Damien didn’t stop. He kept fucking him straight through it, pounding into his spasming, oversensitive hole without mercy. Every thrust dragged another broken sound out of Elias’s throat. “Take it,” Damien snarled, voice rough. “Take every fucking drop.” Elias was still shaking from his orgasm when he felt Damien bury himself as deep as he could go. A low, animal groan tore from Damien’s throat as he came. Hot, thick pulses of cum flooded Elias’s insides. Elias whimpered at the sensation, feeling every spurt filling him up until it started leaking out around Damien’s cock.

Damon muttered as he fixed his gaze on my arm, I followed his gaze as I sighted the unbelievable, the wound on my arm fused together, slowly merging and soon it all closed up, there wasn't a single scratch "Oh my God, this is not real!!! It's not real!" I muttered, closing my eyes as I muttered indecently "You are not a student anymore Liam..... " He said, slightly pausing as he stared at me, I held a confused gaze, waiting for him to speak "You are now a Supernatural!!" He finally completed his words and I heaved in frustration, I never wanted this, I don't!! "Isn't there any way you can cure this, I don't want this!" I muttered, he frown his brows as he stood from the bed

, Dean Wason," her heart pounding against her ribcage. "Don't do this. I'll listen. I'll learn. I'll stay. Just. don't perform the ritual.""You will, Sama. And you will be grateful to me," he replied, his voice cold and devoid of all warmth.Even before she was able to say another word, Timothy and Tobby pinned her down, their grip like vice. She kicked, strained, and screamed but was of no use. She was a moth caught in a spider's web, and Dean Wason the spider.The ritual room wasn't the dark, dusty dungeon Sama had imagined. It was a white-walled, sanitary room, lit with dozens of candles that flickered and cast shadows. There was a massive stone slab in the center of the room, its surface i

Scorched. Charred. Xaver parted her lips as his tongue snaked in, seeking hers. Needing hers. Taking his time, he stroked the insides of her mouth. His teeth grazing her lower lip during intervals. He was making her yield. Sweet persuasion. Sre was on fire. There was some sort of combustion reaction going on in her nether region and she had no idea how she was going to end it but she sure knew the reactant and the end product: Xaver + Oxygen = Cum + satisfaction + soaked/destroyed panties