Supernatural Trickster Novels & Stories

“I can’t believe Jari actually fucking believed you, Irwin,” Omari snarled, dragging me toward the door I had only just escaped from. “He shouldn’t be so goddamn trusting in his mate. You should have been put down.” Feeling Omari’s trespassing hands on my arm taking me back to the one place I never wanted to be again, I started to panic. More than that, the werewolf genes inside of me started to stir, to fight against the external force.

Adam stares down further with an arched brow like some kind of villain without any morality. “Is this some kind of challenge, hmmm?” His voice drops to a deeper chilling range and when his hand left the wall and took her chin in between his fingers and shiver runs down her spine. It was threatening and downright menacing. “If it is then trust me witch, I take my challenge very seriously. Usually, I don’t wish people good luck when I intend on breaking them but in your case, you will need lots of it.” Hearing this she shudders internally, passes him a provocative smile.

His legs turned to jelly, and he fell onto the ground. At that moment, he could not believe his eyes at all. He was utterly shocked. Trevor was actually also a Super Sanctuary level cultivator, and even stronger than him. He mastered such a terrifying spell like the Dimensional Arrow. Even his own Realm Demon was no match for the Dimensional Arrow. Stiles was furious and indignant, but most of all, helpless. Overwhelmed by all the emotions, he finally lost it. He had already sacrificed a part of his life. At that moment, he instantly aged even more in just a matter of a few seconds.

"So, I did exactly what you asked. After running the checks, I found out that three of your bodyguards are supernaturals. One of them, surprisingly, is a retired supernatural hunter. He's human, but his skills are absolutely top-notch. His record is incredible—he's taken down some of the most dangerous creatures out there. How on earth did you manage to hire someone of his caliber?" Astrid looked intrigued, leaning in slightly. "A retired supernatural hunter, you say? That's quite a find. His background must have been rigorous, filled with intense training and high-stakes situations. It's not every day you come across someone with such a unique skill set. What's his story?"

"The girl's not a wolf, she's human." Trevor's face darkened. "I had that feeling that something was wrong about the situation." Martin clenched his fists. "That bastard transferee. He's playing us." The journey that Leo had undertaken in walking deeper into the woods, the other supernaturals following him, and then the human girl—they ranged from Alph, to now Trevor and Martin—was of high stakes. Each action had to be calculated; they could not afford a slip or thrust themselves into greater harm than where they already found themselves.

“There was no contact information available for him on Supernatural Media, but since he liaises with Hell, we wanted to know if you could call him.” Loki chuckled. “I’ve been meaning to test my angel trap.” “Why not use your official method of communication?” Fenrir asked with a frown. “This is a thousand times more fun.” Loki’s maniacal laughter made the fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. At that moment, I had no trouble believing that he was one of the more deadly trickster gods. He reminded me of a Batman villain on acid, but he was worse because he had such immense power and a Faction of demons at his command.

He said feeling assured about whatever he planned for him. How I wish I can just stop all this, I don’t know how my powers work, because if I do I’d have save myself and save his life also. He has no idea what my mate is capable of, he’s a monster he can’t deal with, he can’t, whatever he’s planning is futile. He’s a supernatural, and not anything, a wicked powerful supernatural at it. “You have to listen to me Trey, please I’m begging you to stop all this, this isn’t the guy you wanna mess with.” I kept on pleading him to stop all this before it becomes too late.

"Kiko, I know you are talented, but you know — overconfidence may lead to one's disaster. You guys are just newbies. So being arrogant and overconfident is common at your age. But... Don't make yourself full just because you have the talent. Many talented trainees with that kind of thinking before you had died early in the process." Yman smiled. He knew that his words had some deep on it. He couldn't argue with him in this regard. He doesn't really care if they were going to fight it or not. He was just feeling curious about the web of this monster, and the crystal-like object that was embedded on the monster's forehead. He knew it was a Magic Cryst.

Somito had given her the benefit of the doubt, and Sofia thought she owed him one in return. “It’s not like that,” he said, sounding convincing enough. That he was concerned about reassuring her was definitely a good thing, she decided. “I stumbled into the world of the supernatural by accident. I became a hunter by accident, too. I don’t track down the supernatural unless they’re hurting someone.” It may have been stupid of her, but Sofia believed him. And yeah, she did want to believe him, but she also didn't want to believe her radar was that bad after all she had learned and experienced in her life of being out on her own.

– He was silent. - I need to look at the road. – The driver lost his laugh. - Let's try another one. – Tenebra questioned him. - What's the difference between a demonic council and a sucker goat? Trigon tried. - Which is? – The driver tried. - They all take each other's heads off and suck blood. - I thought the vampires did that. – The driver said. - Misfortune. - Trigon enraged said, getting up and ripping the driver's arms, lucky for him, he had regeneration and an extra pair of arms to drive.