Supernatural Writing Prompts Novels & Stories

Maybe I’d finally stop looking backward. Maybe I’d finally be free. ********* Author's Note: Thank you so much for reading! This story is a journey through not only the supernatural world but also the internal battles we face when trying to escape our pasts and make new choices. As Selena steps into a new chapter of her life, she’s confronted not just with external dangers but with the ghosts that still linger from her past. I hope you’ve found yourself immersed in the mysteries surrounding the packs, the full moon, and the ancient curses.

Sam said, snapping her gloss shut. "What thing?" Lena asked, keeping her eyes on the road. "The 'I'm just a quiet little mouse' thing. Lena, it’s a party. My parents are in Cabo, Caleb is hosting, and there’s enough liquor in that house to drown a small village. Live a little." "I live," Lena murmured. "I just don't feel like being hungover for Monday morning." "It's Saturday night. Live for tonight, worry about Monday when the sun comes up."

His eyes were bright with excitement. This wasn't the broken man I'd left. This was Blake in his element. Political theater. Playing on people's fears for personal gain. "For years, certain individuals with... unnatural abilities have hidden in our communities. They look like us. They live among us. But they are not us." My blood went cold. He was really doing it. Exposing the supernatural world. "These creatures have superhuman strength. They can change their appearance. They hunt in packs like wild animals. And they have been responsible for numerous disappearances and deaths across the country."

THE CONTENTS OF THE STORY IS FICTIONAL AND AN ORIGINAL WORK OF THE AUTHOR. THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE:- DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1, 2 & 3 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME

She made me wear black earrings, black bangles, a wristwatch and carried a black handbag with a purple zipper. There, that's the best I can do. "Remember, don't look down when talking to anyone, look them straight in the eyes no matter how scary they are. If you feel an itch in your mind, a sudden weight, know that someone is trying to gain access into your mind. If that happens, think about a blazing fire filled with wolfsbane because that is the most effective way to kill most supernatural creatures…" "What are you talking about? Supernatural creatures?"

But not about how he transformed, well not yet anyway. After they calmed down some. I nervously asked, "Hey, how do y'all um, feel about Supernatural beings?" They all looked at me funny. "Super what?" "Girl, what the hell are you talking about?" I ask them. "Like Vampires, Werewolves, Angels, Demons, shit like that. How do y'all feel about them?" I looked at each of their faces thoroughly, studying them closely. I saw many conflicting emotions in their eyes. Like they knew some things but were afraid of what someone would think if they voiced them. Silenced because of peer pressure. I knew the feeling too well. They started questioning me again.

The air crackled with an otherworldly tension as the supernatural forces converged, bringing about a momentous event that transcended the boundaries of the known. As the child stood in the center of the birthing sanctuary, an ethereal glow surrounded them. The prophecy's fulfillment manifested in a breathtaking display of supernatural energy, radiating outward and creating an intricate dance of light and shadow. It was a spectacle that held the werewolves and vampires alike in awe, as they witnessed the culmination of ancient predictions. However, with the fulfillment of the prophecy came an unexpected aftermath. The consequences of such cosmic convergence began to ripple through the superna

Christine Pamela had her arm relaxing in the crook of mine as she joyfully skipped down the sidewalk, which was difficult for her to do since Sebastian had his arm snaked around my waist. Today was the day of the massive mixer that would be held in town that was held as neutral ground for supernaturals to find mates. Many come from far and wide to attend such an event, trying to find their other half. The streets were filled with lights, and many humans lay unknowing of the supernaturals that decorated the streets. The posters and flyers on power poles read, "Welcome fantasy writers and publishers," and that seemed to do the trick.

"Let us hope, Mr. Sullivan is not one of those direct ancestors or knows how to keep the sun from rising." Bergins turns back to the board. "So all of this we've completed for werewolves, you need to be able to do the same for each of these supernatural species for the test next week."

mom told me it was a given to us but she never really went into details because I was a child, I should have asked her further “ I pulled her into me again. “ but this? I got it once when Tristan tried to bond with me during the blood moon night , lightning struck and when I woke up I had this” “ Do you know who these supernaturals are? “ I asked, stroking her head gently. “ Leaders, made to rule the wolf's age, but their main leaders were killed so then they ended up stranded because there's a connection that binds us together and without the leaders it can't happen “ She didn't need to talk, I knew who they were. “ Yet I killed them, I don't know how but I killed my parents and I only ha