Novel & Cerita Supernatural Wraith

He took a step forward— And the ground beneath them trembled. A deafening howl split the air, primal and enraged. Shadows shifted in the ruins below, moving unnaturally fast. Then, from the darkness, they emerged. Wraiths. Not quite werewolf, not quite human—twisted beings caught between forms, their bodies flickering as if reality struggled to contain them. Their eyes burned with unnatural fire, and their snarls carried the weight of the damned. Bram drew his blade. “I hate this place.” Freya’s daggers gleamed as she fell into a ready stance. “We hold our ground.”

The Wraith was a tangle of blinding, white-hot electricity, and it began to claw through the Void-Glass, seeking the Thorne energy inside. ​“Void-shadows won’t work on it!” Ryker yelled, his aura flickering as he tried to strike the creature, only for his smoke to be vaporized by the creature’s heat. ​The Wraith broke through, a screeching, static-filled terror that lunged straight for Silas.

“These are shadow wraiths. They’re dangerous and can manipulate the shadows around us. We need to be careful.” The first encounter with the wraiths was swift and brutal. The wraiths attacked with a ferocity that took them by surprise, their shadowy forms making them difficult to track. Allan’s shadows clashed with the wraiths, creating an intense battle of dark forces. Kai wielded his powers with precision, his attacks cutting through the wraiths. Elysia’s magic provided support, creating barriers to protect them from the wraiths’ assaults. The team worked in unison, their bond and training evident in their coordinated efforts.

The original documents Tessa needed to sign to take over the estates were still in their possession. “What is our next move?” Wraith asked. “For you? Rest. You just walked out of the healing room a few hours ago; you need to rest.” “I’ve done enough resting; tell me what I need to do.” He said, jaw set. At times, I wondered if Wraith had some Alpha blood in him. Maybe then it would make more sense why he had this powerful aura about him that even some alphas couldn’t match. “Back there.” I began, “You saved my life—”

“His spirit’s journey obviously isn’t over… because we just had to have him subdued in our backyard and brought to the hospital wing to have his brain scrubbed by an ancient Greek goddess.” I wait patiently until Kas is ready to give me another update. She sighs in frustration and shakes her head. “Well, apparently, Wraith’s journey was supposed to be finished.” She rubs her hands together and looks around, trying to collect her thoughts. “BUT things got messed up when I liberated my sisters and refused a spot on Mount Olympus. He’s back because now that the Menae can have mates, they could also potentially have pups. Wraith handles werewolf lineage, and he has to be here on Earth for new bl

At Holcomb Bridge, His father had taught him about the secrets of his ancestors that no one knew about. People knew they had unimaginable strength as Nati's blessed, but never knew the secret of all their victories. The first secret was the wraith army, if a Nayak king was driven to a corner, with defeat flashing through his eyes. He can take Nati's bow and a golden arrow and shoot it into the sky, Nati's army would respond to him and fight the war with him. The soldiers of this army are wraiths, they look like normal Nayaki soldiers but they are undead, they match the strength of the king and they cannot be killed.

“Well, that’s why we, I mean Atlas thinks, your other abilities may be more prominent” I wasn’t sure I could deal with anymore bizarre information but I needed to know. “What other abilities?” “Thea, werewolves are part of the supernatural world. There are others who also live in it. From what you’ve told me, it is likely you have the powers of a mage”. “What is a mage?” “Mages possess magic. They are more powerful than werewolves. They are able to control, destroy or renew the elements around them”. My head was swimming, “I…don’t understand”. Bessie reached for my hand, and gently held it between her own. “When that man tried to touch you, I think you unconsciously spelled yourself to be su

Kaelen rasped, his mechanical exoskeleton groaning as the red fog began to corrode the titanium plates. ​From the dark waters of the bay, the first of the Blood-Wraiths emerged. They weren't shifters, and they weren't machines. They were spindly, multi-limbed horrors made of a dark, oily substance that seemed to absorb the light around them. They didn't have eyes; they had "Scent-Slits" that pulsed with a red, bioluminescent glow. ​"They're not hunting us for our Resonance," Maya said, her golden-white aura flickering as she raised a shield. "They're hunting us for the 'Zero-Variable.' They’re scavengers of the 'New-Evolution'."

“Geez, you look like you need a bath or two.” Crocell cornered the wraith in alley, placing a pretty strong barrier in between the walls and around it. Wraiths are known for violence and aggression so he needs to be careful. The gleaming light from the silver wing shape of the emblem as the wraith clutched it almost made Crocell feel sorry for the creature—but alas, his need to make his angel happy overrides the pity—even if he’s still a demon, he feels emotion just like everyone else. The wraith let out a chilling scream that was enough to make his ears ring and his hairs stand and he sighed. Now the wraith means business when it suddenly attacked him.