Supernatural The Rapture Novels & Stories

I twisted it open and gulped it down greedily, letting out a long, satisfied breath. “Idiot, Brian. I just stirred Francie up enough to drag you away. Did you really think I’d ever like you? “Filthy creep. If he awakens his lightning ability, I’d be the one suffering. No… I have to kill him early, ah—!” A sudden scream tore from my throat as I collapsed, my body convulsing violently. “Who’s there?!” A man with a dark expression stepped slowly out of the shadows. “Brian? Y-you… what are you doing here?!”

It overwhelmed me. I screamed. The sound echoed into the night. That was when Lucan appeared. He stepped from the dark like a nightmare. His eyes glinted, his jaw tight. “You’re playing with fire, Rissa.” His voice was colder than I remembered. “The supernatural world is watching. They won’t let this stand. They’ll come for you.” I rose to my feet, the pain and power dancing under my skin. I didn’t flinch. “Then let them come.”

Of course, I wasn't letting them into my hell of a ride back there. "This might sound very inappropriate. But I'm sure you must have heard about the war. Supernatural species going up again the other. Just last night, the Lycans attacked the werewolves. If there is a supernatural world war, we would be vulnerable and an easy pick. We would easily be made into slaves." "I'm sure you have a plan already... Dad." This was gradually going down to it might not be good for you but it's what's best for the pack.

Therefore, faced with such a disaster, she could only stand by helplessly and hope that the disaster would not befall her. Unfortunately, things would never go as planned. The more one worried about something, the more likely it would happen. The next moment, the place where Halle was suddenly collapsed downward along with more than half of the altar floor. It lost support in an instant and plummeted into the depths. Rumble— At the same time, a larger rift brought an even greater fluctuation of aura. It was vast and boundless as if a demon god had descended upon the world. Halle was instantly struck unconscious by the intense evil aura.

she said in a low voice. Raven's eyebrows shot up in shock. "Which cult are you talking about?" she asked, her concern growing with each passing moment. Katie raised an incredulous eyebrow at Raven, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Don't tell me you haven't been following the murder cases," she said, her tone conveying a sense of disbelief. "There's this religious cult that claims they're purging the earth of what defiles it. They believe they're on a mission to kill vampires and other supernatural creatures."

Book 1 The Shadow of the Haunter In the darkness of the night Waiting for the light to come When the demons in your mind Remind you of the damage done. Always talking, so much to say Like a haunting ghost from the grave And Heaven seems so far away. —Daughtry, Changes Are Coming * * Sometimes, things have a funny way to happen before you can even realize what on earth is going on. Hi, I’m exhibit A.

I landed on a poor man who was trying to make a run for it, he shoved me away and ran for the hills, screaming. While everyone struggled to survive, the Harte couple and their brainless followers hollered in joy, "The Alpha Supreme has graced us with his presence! Our Lord!" Apparently, they are successful in awakening the wretched demon who lay under the platform with their ritual. The people called Sentinels and my half-baked savior Jordan ran out of the ditch swaering as if hell had broken loose. The fear on their faces was too terrifying. I got rid of the T-stap when my breath hitched. Another roar rumbled the Earth but this time it was not what sucked the life out of me.

My mind recoiled in horror as I grappled with the implications of this newfound reality. I rushed to the bathroom, my heart racing with a mix of fear and curiosity. I had heard Raphael mention the Risen before, and snippets of conversations during my captivity had given me a glimpse into their existence. My compilation, a catalog of supernatural creatures, also had an entry on the Risen, but I had never thought I'd become one.

Chapter 21 As the fated mates took their first step towards the unknown, a distant rumble echoed through the air. The ground beneath them trembled, sending shockwaves of uncertainty through their beings. A tempest brewed on the horizon, dark clouds swirling in a sinister dance. Their eyes widened in alarm as a figure emerged from the storm, a figure they had never anticipated. It was a being of ancient power and malevolence, a harbinger of chaos and despair. The realm gasped in collective disbelief, for the figure was none other than Malachi himself, risen from the depths of oblivion.

The fae felt the balance of magic shift. Even the rogue leader, miles away, staggered, clutching his chest as the dark power he had once served was drowned out by something much greater. Something he didn’t recognize. For the first time in centuries, the supernatural world was unified—not by alliances, not by treaties, but by a singular, overwhelming terror. Daniel was gone. And something else was in his place. Rigel’s Desperation “Bring him back!” Rigel’s voice was raw, hoarse from shouting. He was still kneeling in the wreckage of the temple, his fingers digging into the cracked ground where Daniel had last stood. But there was nothing left.