Supernatural X Reader Mga Nobela at Kwento

He leaned into my palm and my heart warmed at his act. “Yeah.” He took a deep breath. “Yeah, I am fine.” He smiled. “What happened to you?” Xavier pulled me close and I landed on his lap. “Ever since the Elders visited I have been having weird dreams. Weirdest of all of them was that I belong to this world. This world of supernatural beings. Everyday I had these visuals of me killing people, hunting them, and thirsty for blood. I was so scared to even look at you baby. I don’t know what is happening to me, but you and Aurora should never be scared to look at me or be with me.” Tears clouded his pretty blue eyes. I shook my head and wiped his eyes.

“You wish. Here does not feel like Christmas, so let us go shop for Christmas trees, flowers, and lots of roses.” “Put those clothes down. Let us go.” I was about to drag her out, but she stopped me. “We do not celebrate Christmas around here, Lisa.” Huh? What was she saying? I noticed that she was twisting her fingers. She only does that when nervous. Are they pagan? That explains it. “Here is the Silvercrest Dominion pack, the strongest of all packs. My father is the Alpha… we are werewolves, Lisa. It is high time I come out of my closet.”

The concern for Chastity and the vulnerable state of her pack intensified the gravity of the situation. The image of Chastity, a strong and resilient alpha, dealing with the fallout from the rogue attack on her mate, Xander, consumed his thoughts. Xander being in a coma is Sila's doing. It’s the effect of the revival he tried to do to the alpha, echoing through the supernatural grapevine. His worry for Chastity was palpable—a tight knot in his chest that mirrored the uncertainty of the current circumstances.

He took a deep sighed first before saying anything. "Alexis, don't be afraid about what I'm going to say, okay?" Alexis nodded. "I... I have a curse. This tattoo showed up now meaning that I have to find my mate now before it's too late." Alexis creased her forehead. "Curse? Mate?" Zylo nodded. "I don't understand, Zylo." Alexis stated and Zylo scratches his cheeks. "I'm a werewolf, Alexis." •••• END OF CHAPTER 10. ••••

"We've felt the magic. You're trying to rip it out of us, but you're going to kill us in the process." She pales. "What's the matter, Gwen?" Melanie says. "Couldn't handle the competition of us having magic and you not? So, you decide to wipe out all supernaturals?" "Why would I do that?" She squares her shoulders. "My mom and dad are paranormals and as much as they irritate the crap out of me, I wouldn't kill them." "I think she's telling the truth, Brene," Kiarr says. "I don't have your stupid book and even if I did, I can't do a spell like that without magic."

He exhales through his nose. The room falls into a suffocating silence. I can hear my own heartbeat. “My mother is the Luna of the Faceless Pack,” Xaden continues. “The true mate of the former Alpha. I am her son. Which makes me the rightful heir.” His gaze locks onto Damon, steady and unyielding. “Not him.” He lets that sit, lets it sink in. “Damon’s real mother is High Priestess Selara. The result of a one night indiscretion,” His eyes move slowly across the room until they land on me as though he's giving a warning I should flee from.

His eyes began to glow with a fierce, unnatural light, and tendrils of dark energy swirled around him, coiling through the air like living snakes. At the same time, I felt something equally strange happening to me. My connection to Xander was intensifying with each passing moment. The silver thread of energy that bound us to the stone created an unbreakable link between our souls. I could feel his power, his pain, his exhilaration as if they were my own.

Vireya’s POV A cold dread slithered down my spine as I read the words, my fingers trembling against the page. My eyes darted across the lines, desperate to devour the truth before Xareth noticed. It write: Xareth is a demon, ancient thousands of years old. He is not only powerful but a shifter, able to split his form. His hunger for power is insatiable. He seeks dominion over this world and the next. “What are you doing?” Xareth's voice sliced through the silence like a blade.

“Oh, hi, Xander,” I said, holding Seth’s hand a bit tighter. “Fancy seeing you here.” “That hand.” Xander ignored my greeting as he gestured to my hand in Seth’s. “That hand…” “What hand?” I pretended to be oblivious. “Anyway, Seth, do you remember Xander?” I turned to look up at Seth. He was a very bad actor, staring at me with a blank expression. “He’s the next Alpha of Silver Moon. Xander, this is my boyfriend, Seth.”

I also added the candy I tossed to that girl too. Eventually, I was on out of the junk store and still in the mall when I saw Xander walk out of a bar with a bottle of alcohol in his hand. He had emptied it halfway and just as he saw me, he stopped, frozen. It was then I remembered our last encounter. It was the moment we both looked into each other’s life and he found out that I was a werewolf, but I had also found out something about him too, he was a dragon. Of course, I did not make a big deal out of it. I knew that within us there were those that wore the skin of others. I did not just expect it that Xander was going to be one of them though I should have told from his supernatural bold