Supernatural Trickster Novels & Stories

I'm proud of myself and my team. And for what Emilia said, I knew it was one of her tricks. Nothing is coming, we've saved everyone but my mind still keeps bothering on what I don't know. It is like something greater than us is Coming, something that we don't know where or what it is going to be. But for now, we have to enjoy our lives and if anything greater than us is coming our way, I hope we're strong enough to be their heroes once again. THE SUPERNATURALS

"A what!?" "Isn't that black magic?" "Not necessarily." "What are you summoning?" Axil asked. "It's a trickster demon. I've read in a book once that they have the ability to take the form of whomever they've been in contact with, apparently tricking kids into going down to hell with them." "Umm that's not worrying at all." Liza trailed off. "Don't worry. Once I've summoned it, I have a way of controlling it." "Isn't it dangerous?" Axil asked.

"Supernaturals are all the same. They take what they want without regard for anyone but themselves." "You're a self-righteous prick, you know that?" I stomped over and slapped his face. "You talk about supernaturals like we're all evil, but you forget one crucial thing." His hand went to his cheek, where I left an impression of my hand. "What's that, witch?" "You're supernatural too, you son-of-a-bitch." I moved to slap him again, but he was ready and grabbed my wrist, holding it tight. "You broke your promise," he said quietly. "You lied, and I don't ever want to see you again." Gabe's face was contorted in a combination of rage and devastation.

Your father began to notice his absence, but he came around just enough to keep suspicion low and always played the part of the doting uncle. For years he built his army by promising a return to the Otherworld and revenge on your family - save himself, of course, he would remain their ruler. There was just one piece of the puzzle left, a dark talisman that would allow him to immobilize the powers and abilities of other supernaturals as well as take them for himself.

His voice echoed, and sounded scary as he made big strides towards me. “I had to… I need to wake up in my world. I can’t just leave like that.” I replied, at the top of my voice. “That’s none of my concern. I have no wish to give you my blood. If you want to take it, come try. I guess you’re going to regret having to try this, because you might end up dying here.” The trickster said as he dashed towards me.

“It’s possible that your buddy Troy has been keeping some of the supes for himself and doing experiments on them.” “So, we need to find a hunter’s laboratory as well?” Cedric asks. “It’s not just that.” He stops again. “Ish, out with it.” I tell him. “If the rumors are true, he’s created himself an army of supernaturals. Supes that will now answer to him, whether it’s through brainwashing, Alpha command or some weird serum they’ve been given, I don't know. He’s coming after you Cedric.” “Let him come.” Cedric snarls beside me. “He’s lived too long anyway.”

I crashed unceremoniously, cascading off the wall and hitting the ground hard. Expletives hissed through my teeth as I pushed myself up. Asher rushed to my side. "What sorcery is this?" I growled, my eyes flashing. Was this another demon? I didn't recall Selina possessing any magical abilities beyond healing. Asher and I both snapped our gazes toward her. "Who are you?" I breathed, my words cautious. I was in no position to fight, but I would not succumb easily to a demon. "Don't tell me the Trickster is back," Asher muttered, fear bleeding into his tone. We had believed it was over, that we would finally find rest, but we were clearly wrong.

Tristan looked at the man and the people behind him. It was certain that they were up to no good but Tristan applied patience in handling these mortals. He was a certified Supreme Existence after all. The heir of the Primal Author himself, complete with all the powers and memories that came with it. Tristan was definitely not someone that was easy to anger. But it was unfortunate that a few people were just born greedy and stupid in the first place. “Are you really dumb, boy?! Who else would I call in here but you? Of course I was referring to you and no other! You little shit!”

Zac groaned. "What is a Trickster?" Hunter asked, and I remembered when the situation with Max occurred. "A Trickster is a witch, but not all witches are Tricksters. Tricksters are cunning creatures and can't be trusted. The only thing they care about is what benefits them." Zac answered. "Then why would she come here and leave without gaining anything in return?" Hunter asked. "I have a feeling she came here to tell us about the prophecy for a reason. When we first heard about it, she said it was in her interest to ensure the prophecy came true. I don't know what she wants, but we can worry about that later."

“ what do they want? “ I asked Sedrick who only grunted. I thought he wouldn’t reply to me till he started talking. “ I don’t know if you remember what or whoever you are, you’re a rare kind of wolf called a supernatural, according to history, mating with you would make a male alpha wolf stronger” I hadn’t even hurt anyone before; where did they want me to get power from? As if he knew my question, he just shrugged. “ Tristan wants power, he wants to be a part of the high council, his father was killed by a supernatural, so to avenge he’s been wanting to mate with one to get power but the one that died wasn’t much that’s why he was happy when you came, the story ends there” his voice has ret