Supernatural Tulpa Novels & Stories

Prologue: The cousins: “Oh shit yall back! We thought yall got tired of the foolishness we got going on, because we sure as shit, done got tired of the bullshit ourselves. We thought yall was gonna be quick about it, but it’s been a minute. So anyway Even though yall been gone long, I might as well tell you now, we still haven't had a chance to enjoy shit; not a damn thing. Do you know why? I can tell you why, it's because for some fucking reason supernatural motha fuckas are always mad about something. I mean they don't like nobody, all they want to do is kill folks, kidnap you, impregnate, or try an force you to be with them. Did I miss one? It don't matter you get where this is going. Now

Principal Fred added, gesturing them to move closer to him. "What's this?". Eddie asked curiously. "Book of the supernaturals. It has everything correlating about the supernatural beings and history of the past". Principal Fred answered them. "You guys said Devoe can't attack at night". Principal Fred said and the heroes answered positively. "I want to show you all something". Principal Fred said and opened the book to a page then pointed at a creature. " Wait, what's that?". Ella and Susannah asked "This is a chimera". Principal Fred said.

“Most.” She turned this over quietly. Two hundred supernatural beings living in the Tennessee hills, organized and functional and completely invisible to the world outside. She thought about her mother — the photos she’d found once in Tanner’s room, old and creased and faded at the edges. A small, slight woman with dark eyes and an uncertain expression, like someone who wasn’t sure she was allowed to be in the frame. Rachel Talbot, who had apparently been one of these people. Who had been able to do what Gabriel did, bend the air and remake herself into something else entirely. Honor couldn’t picture it. She couldn’t picture it at all.

Livia recited. He sent her an approving smile. "What they retain becomes susceptible to collective human influence. They begin to change, physically, to reflect human beliefs about supernatural beings. Demons become ‘vampires,’ as you call them." Livia gave him wide eyes. "Whoa. That’s some quantum entanglement shit, right there. So, which supernatural is strongest?"

Only then can you access the true potential of our bloodline. Teresa, hesitant but curious, attempted to grasp the concept. "So, you want me to become some sort of emotional conduit?" Drako nodded. "Exactly. The supernatural world responds to the energy you emit. If you can master these emotions, you'll become a formidable force." As the night wore on, Drako guided Teresa through various exercises, pushing her limits and testing the boundaries of her newfound abilities. Teresa, caught between her disdain for her father's methods and the undeniable allure of the power he promised, struggled to find her balance.

What could be causing this? I glanced at Talia, and I could see her eyes were glazed, too, her feet starting to shuffle forward. She looked like she was in some kind of trance, moving like a zombie to follow Kurt into the room. ‘Think Isis! You are a trained hunter! Something supernatural is happening in that room, and it’s affecting them. It’s affecting our mate bond. And it’s not the scepter!’ Bastet weakly shouted as she collapsed in our shared headspace.

To anyone else, I'll be meditating, but only I knew I was communicating with the demon wolf. “To unlock our full potential, not less than seven hundred souls are still needed.” the deep husky voice which sounded more like that of Arnold Schwarzenegger came from the ethereal form humanoid creature, but I knew it wasn't human as it eyes glowed red and sometimes purple, he was taller than a human and fangs protruded from his upper lips making him look like a sabertooth human. In this subconscious realm which is a different dimension only I can access through meditation, we can communicate and see each other.

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

I shout finishing my little rant, he stands there looking at the ground for a second, but before I knew it I'm grabbed and held down against the wall. "I don't like when people talk like that to me doll, it really angers me, I know Tammy kept putting weird stories in your head so much that you're starting to believe them but ,I'm not the bad guy" he starts, looking at me evilly in the eye while I look terrified back at him, I go to speak but he holds his finger to my lips "you don't have to say anything doll, I'm not gonna be here today so ink will be here with you" he explains tucking a piece of hair behind my ear smiling, this guy is literally insane! He sends me one more smile before turn

He spoke in a hesitant tone. "What happened to him," I questioned unexpectedly, my gaze fixed on his. Instead of making an apologetic face. He burst out laughing and exclaimed, "I annihilated his soul. Isn't it true that I'm amazing? I can touch objects and destroy someone else's soul. I want to be able to touch you someday." He then gave me a cold chill as he looked at me with his demonic-possessed eyes. As I inadvertently released my thoughts, a sound snapped within my mind,