Novel & Cerita Supernatural Trickster

"He isn't just the ruthless leader of a high-tier assassin agency. He has a distinct, terrifying possibility of being the one causing the widespread mayhem across the city. He is the one making all supernaturals—whether they are powerful witches, old-blood vampires, standard werewolves, or my own Lycans—completely afraid to step into the light." "The evidence points directly to his shadow network," Roran confirmed. "If he has developed a way to completely neutralize a supernatural's scent and tracking capability during an abduction, it explains why our enforcers have been chasing ghosts for the past six months." Kael nodded slowly, a dark, ruthless resolve hardening his features. He didn't f

“School?” “Closed. Pandemic.” She slid into the chair opposite him. “Have you found him?” Tracker closed the book. His eyes were pale yellow—wolf’s eyes. “Nothing. His trail goes cold at the river. It’s like he’s… masked. Magically.” “No one’s untraceable to you.” “He is.” Tracker leaned forward. “Lyra, I want him as much as you do. But this isn’t just a bounty. This is Supremo. The vampire who fought the Red Lady and lived. The one who disappeared three years ago. He’s careful. He’s smart.”

If waking up this way from a dream is anything to go by, I definitely need to start interacting more with my group. It also doesn’t help that I’ve personally been to hell and have met angels, demons and the freaking devil. That’s another reason why I came on this trip. Knowing what I know about the supernatural world became too much for me, and I needed to get away from all of the weirdness.

“Really? Well, don’t blame me if I say that he deserved it. Nevertheless, I wasn’t behind that. I am not a fighter.” In the dim glow of the cabin's lanterns, Jess finally decided it was time to let in her children on who the master was. Miranda and Manuel sat across from her, their expressions a mix of curiosity and apprehension, as if sensing that whatever their mother was about to reveal would change their lives forever. "Children," Jess began, her voice steady yet laced with the weight of years of secrecy, "Supernaturals exist. They are beings beyond our understanding, beyond what ordinary people can see or comprehend. They are powerful, and some can be dangerous."

[Max’s POV] Damen has a great point. Only a few times in the history of our shared lands has any hunter demon breached our borders. This is not a coincidence, and for it to be at the club, so close to the four of us. “Let’s send out some scouts to track the hunter down. We will need at least two scouts from each of our packs, lairs, and covens on this mission,” I instruct with a hint of concern in my voice. “I agree. I think we should have Gia and her son meet with Trinton for a reading of her potential abilities as well,” Damen requests. Trinton is the high warlock of Saint Paul. He is a magnificent being with strong psychic abilities. He and his coven are also highly trusted allies to our

He chuckled lightly and shook his head. “No. While every other supernatural being may have biological parents, I hate to be the one to break it to you, but you do not have biological parents. You were placed on this earth as a way to tame and control the imperfections that were created and to rule over kingdoms. It is prophesized that you would be the most charming, charismatic, and loving being in the world that you would not be able of corruption. To make sure this is the case, when you were placed onto the earth, you were put through a series of tests which would have shifted the personality of any regular imperfect being. These tests, although unnecessary, are usually everyday struggles

DEXTERA I rested my weight on her desk, lost in thought. Hard to believe, even. To me, the Unspun sounded more like abandoned werewolves the moon goddess discarded without care for. It was probably a good thing to have power capable of affecting the whole supernatural existence, but it was more of a death trap. If such a person existed, the supernatural predators—those who wield the topmost power—would never want such a person to exist. They'll hunt the person till he or she dies so they can remain in control.

HARRY'S POV "No one wants this relationship more than I do... But you know Harry.." Another gulp of wine went down my throat, the kick harsh, just like the thorny realities of this place, this place I hated most. Mark broke up with me because I had to fulfill my duty as heir of the Dog Clan, the weakest clan in the supernatural world. Come to this royal supernatural school and learn the prestigious ways of the supernatural beings and gain some skills and more importantly connection. 'Chuckles.'

Part of me wanted to just challenge him and tell him to kill me if he feels I’m some sort of bad luck. Not saying anything, I followed him as we made our way through the woods and soon, he stopped in his tracks. Stopping with him and moving closer to see the men standing in front of us, I froze. My stepfather went to them and they spoke for a while, all they said was inaudible so I couldn’t hear. Curious, I watched as one of them left the group and soon returned with another man. It was easy to tell that he’s an Alpha. The ground shook with every step he took and his face was pitch black because of the hoodie he had on.