Supernatural Trickster Novels & Stories

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."

I asked. " Power, their wolf gets stronger, they know we believe there's going to be an awakening of the Supernaturals again, and they want to have one before it happens " I was silent for a while before I finally spoke up. " Do you think Tristan knew about me? I didn't have the mark until the blood moon night" " A supernatural with a blood moon lightning is a born leader, we've never had one before and maybe that's why he kept you " " For what? Tristan is already an alpha"

And this guy sitting in front of me? This lying, cheating, slimy bastard? I’d turn him into a rat. No…that’s an insult to rodents everywhere. They’re kind of cute with their little whiskers and the way they hold things in their tiny hands when they eat. Maybe I’d turn him into a worm. Oh—no, I’ve got a better idea. A stink bug that just happens to be flying over the freeway when a semi-truck barrels down the road and smacks right into him, smearing him all over the—well, now I know why I don’t have cool powers.

Justin realized that, beyond his tricks, he was dealing with forces beyond his control. When the twins fixed their gaze on the owl, Justin feared that at any moment they might say the words “boo,” as the cursed witch had done last time. The trauma of the previous episode had left him apprehensive, as he had spent the entire day on the floor unable to move a muscle. The twins' element of surprise had triggered an unexpected fear in Justin, whose tricks now became a more complex challenge with the intervention of those supernatural creatures.

Probably gonna need a trained exorcist on the power level of old ghost-possessed Sicillio in order to dispel it. But maybe Christian’s got some insight. Not that he’s keen to share most of the time. Any question you throw at him is met with distractions, deflections, or else straight-up lies. I tell myself I should be hauling down the holy water now and doing as Renata suggested – putting the bloodsucker out of his misery. He played me -- not near as bad as Sicillio’s lifelong, traumatic as fuck manipulations -- but still enough to be a fucking sore spot, even after all that’s happened. That bloodsucker made dozens of thralls. He even turned an upstanding suburbanite into a full-fledged newb

Hiding behind a boulder, I pulled up the feed on my phone. Soon, two rough voices crackled through. The kidnappers had arrived. "It's dark in there. Are they asleep? Let's grab the girl and ditch the guy," one said. The other snorted, "Ditch him? The hirer wants her to be humiliated in front of him." "Rich folks play dirty." "Enough pep talk. Let's get the job done." Joakim Dodson, a scar slicing across his nose and jaw, unzipped the tent. I recognized him instantly as one of my tormentors from my past life.

"At that time,The Supernatural Association came together to form a supreme being. Our greed and love for power made us blind towards the evil we were making. We wanted to be an unstoppable Force,to rule forever regardless of Barron and Theresa's warning." "So what happened?" Sabrina asked in a low voice. "We made this creature from our blood but when it came to life...." Draxler's voice trailed off with an horrible stare. "It almost killed us!. It was so powerful that none of us were capable of stopping it. It then dawned on us that Alpha Barron and Regent Liliana were having a child,a child that held so much power and authority enough to stop the monster" "Hence Lady Beaumont lied about Nic

I am not human. No, for unknown reasons and confusion beyond my comprehension, I have become something else. It is no longer a matter of being outcasted from this world, but hunted by my family. As the enemy .