Supernatural Smut Novels & Stories

Larissa did not know what Edmund had gone through to be so weird. Suddenly, he had a new, additional aura of an evil creepy fucker—or maybe he was always like that, but he hid it well last time. The creepy pervert killers Larissa had seen on TV gradually merged with Edmund's face. She held her breath and gritted her teeth, which only barely allowed her to not show her fear. Feeling how tense Larissa was, Edmund only smiled more. It seemed like the more uneasy she was, the more excited he was.

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.

he stated shaking his head. "Also, I do have a wife, her name is Amelia" he stated almost dreamy like causing me to giggle. "Well, Im glad your a little normal" I stated, after a few more minutes he lets go of my hand and I see part of a branch laying on the table while Elizabeth wraps up my foot. "So what do you mean by supernatural" I asked again. "Well, there's five kinds" Elizabeth stated "demons, vampires, witches, angels like myself and" but before she could finish she was cut off.

We have spoken before of "unexpected" and "unexplained" love stories. And we have more this time at the Supernatural Spa. This time, I will be asking my friend, Mab the Hierophant of the Paranormal All-Stars. She'll be sharing two cases that involved her personal friends back in the University that she loves so dear... ++++++++++ Partner No.1: The Only One

“Hey. Whatever it is, I’m not running. Just tell me.” She looked at him. Really looked. The faint glow of health still on his skin, the concern in his eyes, the way he was reaching for her even now. “I’m not… normal,” she said finally. The words felt like glass in her throat. “I’m not what you think I am.” He waited. Patient. Steady. Lila closed her eyes. “I’m a succubus, Marcus. I feed on sexual energy. On life force. I was supposed to use you and leave. But I can’t. I fucking can’t anymore.”

Eden grabbed the blue-haired guy's cold hand, his eyes sparkling brightly: "I'll take this bracelet too. I'll sell the blood if need be." Jin Iblisamal brushed Eden's hand away. Aside from his partner - the incubus who was always smiling downstairs - he refused all close skin contact, especially young wizard-in-training and his vampire brother. Jin didn't bear any grudge against these two. In contrast, he even liked them a lot. Both of them did not look down upon him. Many people have done that before being reminded in a friendly manner by him using his fist). The problem was that Balan had always been full of mint, a pungent smell like punching his nose and making him blush. As for Eden Nol

Pairing: Lurav Yent x Uriel Linel Genre: Dark Angel x Human Fantasy Romance Warnings: Explicit content, dark themes, obsession, wings kink, supernatural seduction, forbidden desire. . . The first time Lurav Yent saw Uriel Linel, the sky tore open above the crumbling cathedral.

Saliva sprinkled on nipples, he mouthed one full, sucking deep while jiggling the other. "Oh yea... ageeeeghhhh... hhhh." Moans hushed uncontrollable, core aching. His fingers slid under the skirt now, through folds parting open, two pounding my pussy rough under the blanket. "Oh yeah... harder... fingers deeper!" Hollered inner, arching subtle. He pumped savage, thumb on clit, dirty whisper from under: "Cum quiet for brother... tits sucked, pussy fingered beside sister. Anytime slut." "Aaaaaaa..... hhhhh!" I bit my fist, climax crashing silent, walls clenching his fingers as he licked my nipple through the wave.

She's always so down to earth about everything. "Yeah," I reply. "It's the book sorting through your DNA. The purple smoke means that you're related to one of the succubi." "A succubi?" Katrina asks, one brow raised, "Hmm, I guess if I have to be a demon, a sex demon isn't too bad. It might explain why I have four mates." I couldn't help but chuckle, even with the pit forming in my stomach. My girl goes with the flow. Nothing phases her. "Maybe that's why I felt like you were sucking out my soul earlier," I say with a wink.

As I attempt to regain my grip on reality – Danika doing the same in my mind – Samael lifts his head and slowly crawls up the bed until he is hovering over me, his face leaning down towards mine. When he speaks, his voice is hoarse and deep with hunger, “You taste divine my love.” Then he lowers his face, so he is whispering to me, his lips brushing my ear, spreading goosebumps across my neck. “Such a good girl to come all over my face like that. So fucking good.” He draws back, and his face glistens with…me. Goddess, I really did that. He is soaked in my juices and when he leans down to take my lips, I can taste myself on him.