Supernatural Spanish Novels & Stories

She declared with a smile positively. “The thing is supernaturals are real”. He paused a bit to see her reaction, probably to see her go crazy or hysterical or probably laugh to his face and call him crazy but surprisingly, none of that came. “The powerful races supernatural world consists of Werewolves, vampires, witches and demons. But the weaker races consists of Sirens, banshees, faes, fairys, mermaids and even elves.” She nods.

Jordan said but nothing happened. "Nothing's happening, Wendy" Minx said hurriedly. "It's not a Latin spell, it's a Spanish spell," she said weakly. "What?? I don't know Spanish" Jordan said. "Every witch knows all the languages spells are written in, I need you to focus on your knowledge," Minx said. "Hurry, she's broken the boundary spell of the property," Oliver said and Jordan closed his eyes and focused on his knowledge of spells. "Gran poder nos Ileva a casa a través del tiempo" Jordan spoke and all of them appeared in front of the pack house.

The truth had to come out, no matter how difficult it may be for her to hear. I took a deep breath, my eyes locking onto hers, "Eden, I need to tell you something. Something that you may find hard to believe." Eden's brows furrowed as she leaned in, her heart racing with anticipation. "Okay, tell me," she said. I let out a sigh, the weight of my world on my shoulders. "I am sure you know that we are not the only ones out there. There are other supernaturals, like vampires, wolves and witches. We also have the deadly hunters and, unfortunately, we've been in a feud with them for generations."

"Are you sure? Miss Avangelina deserves a parting and a beautiful one at that. The coven just wishes to say goodbye. You should too sir." "No!" I took a step back. I knew he was in pain but that was only going to make him unstable. I put my hands up in defense but I would only block. I refused to hurt my superiores, my higher up. "There's a spell. It's a very old and powerful spell. It can make the mortal immortal and it can bring the deceased back to life." My eyes widened again. I have never heard of such a spell. "Sir," I said uncertain. Maybe he was going insane. "Maybe you should lie down while the coven arranges her parting."

The supernaturals' wines and drinks were known for their quality and strength—strong enough to get him drunk and strong enough to unalive a human if consumed excessively. “Relax, you’ll only have half a glass of each. You wanted to try them out, remember?” I didn’t expect him to take my snarky comment, the other day, seriously.

Chapter 26: Next Step Traeger It doesn’t take long to get to the Institute. We park a few miles down, making sure we’re not spotted. A few miles ago, we turned off all the lights in our vehicles and drove in the dark. One of the upsides of being Supernatural is that we have excellent night vision. There are still Lycans out looking for me. Unfortunately for the doctors, the Lycans are not reporting that they’ve seen us. They still assume that my men are under the control of the receptors.

“Conlan Frasier at your service, my angel.” I wrap my hand around his and smile when he kisses my hand. That’s when I notice the mark. Supernatural beings are usually identified in several ways. Demons, werewolves, vampires, and other underworld creatures usually have a tattoo of some kind. Angels do not. I mean, we can have tattoos, but we’re not born with them, and they certainly don’t look like they can come out of your body.

“Well, that’s why we, I mean Atlas thinks, your other abilities may be more prominent” I wasn’t sure I could deal with anymore bizarre information but I needed to know. “What other abilities?” “Thea, werewolves are part of the supernatural world. There are others who also live in it. From what you’ve told me, it is likely you have the powers of a mage”. “What is a mage?” “Mages possess magic. They are more powerful than werewolves. They are able to control, destroy or renew the elements around them”. My head was swimming, “I…don’t understand”. Bessie reached for my hand, and gently held it between her own. “When that man tried to touch you, I think you unconsciously spelled yourself to be su

"Explain please." After the waitress placed a pint in front of Haldir, she took Mory’s glass. Once he took a drink, he set it down then blew out through his mouth in irritation. This wasn’t the kind of activity he was hoping for tonight. "It's kind of hard to explain. This world, it's just like a dream for supernaturals. A very long vacation from their real lives. The Realm is where supernaturals go when they have had enough of this world or if they die here." Mory swallowed down what she truly wanted to ask as her eyes became glassy. Having immortality dangled in front of her like a carrot was the cruelest kind of trick. "Like Heaven?"

The demon master appeared sincere. “Your minion called me a Qistina. What does he mean by that?” Alexa asked not wanting to beat around the bush. The sooner she got the information the better. She didn’t want to be in this inferno for a second longer. The demon master sighed rubbing his neck as he thought about her question. “Well, you will have to know about a few other things before I answer that,” he began. “You see, the supernaturals are creatures who hold powers that cannot be understood by the humans, they thrive on power. In this world, power is everything. The strongest and most powerful of all will survive and weakest will perish,” he continued.