Novel & Cerita Supernatural Zanna

she cried, her voice cracking as she held onto my shirt. "I have to, my love," I said softly. I reached up and used my thumb to wipe a tear from her cheek. "But do not worry. You won't be alone. After I am gone, you are going to become the Luna of the packs. You will be their Queen. I have already talked to my Beta and made all the arrangements. He knows what to do if I die. He will serve you and protect you." My words seemed to shock her. She pulled back slightly, her eyes wide. "But... but I'm a half-witch, Zayn! I am the reincarnation of Lilith! I'm the reason why so many people died tonight. How can I lead them?"

“Then introduce, my name is Danielle. From this moment on, I will be your personal assistant, Miss.” Hanna rolled her eyes at Danielle’s words which made no sense to her. Hey, she was just a lowly citizen! How could she have an assistant? “Why do you call me Miss Angel?” the question flew out of Hanna’s tiny lips. Danielle smiled slightly at that. “It’s because you look so much like the angels I used to watch as a child, Miss.” Hanna wanted to ask Danielle another question about her existence in this castle. However, she decided against it because suddenly a large black wolf entered the room currently occupied by Hanna.

Since he ruined her scheme and placed the wolf-less slut on a pedestal, then she would remember to return this debt with interest! Tightly clenching her fists, Celia snorted at the hoard of supernaturals congregating on the training field, threw a hateful glance at the slut bent on snatching her man, then turned and waved through the mob. Her time would come, and when it did, she would remind everyone that disregarded her who Celia Dmitri exactly was! "Daddy is awesome!" Zara cheered. "Of course. He's our dad after all." Zanai proudly puffed out his chest.

Risking her safety, picking up demons, angels, beasts and alike during her quest. After finishing her quest, she went back to the crazy woman and found her putting on lipsticks, but this time she is using neon green. INSANE! "Oh, it's the unfortunate soul" the woman uttered. "I finished the tasks" "Hmm, Welcome to the afterlife and congratulations for leveling up as a Prophet, now go back and look at the administrations office, pick up missions and level up, if you get lucky, you will become a Goddess." WHAT?! Where the hell are the clues? How did she die? Why?

Minerva also sat beside her. "Sure, sure. I'd look around the Zelrov if I have time." "Oh, so you were going to Zelrov Continent?" Minerva asked in surprise. Wasn't Zinnia's sister, Claire, the one that was assigned as Czar in Zelrov? "Yup." Serena answered, "But I can't promise anything as of yet. After all, the four of us had to act as slaves." "Slaves?" Zinnia and Minerva asked in unison.

His dragon was proud to be part of something that would protect and save the lives of many. “Good.” I smiled… “Now, Zane…” Iris said, “We already know that your blood is the one they used to neutralize supernatural nature. Just like I have healing powers, you have the opposite. You have a power inhibitor,” she finished, and Zane nodded. “We just need to find the subject they used for the antidote,” she said, and then read the formula, and squinted her eyes. “Subject A001,” she said, and I felt a shiver up and down my spine. Somehow, deep down, I felt certain discomfort about who that subject might be.

spoke Leila. Zanna turned back around and gave her another sugary smile with pearly white teeth. “Yes?” “I was wondering if you or Zenia would be able to trade me shifts. I really need tomorrow night off. I have something I have to take care of that slipped my mind.” “I can tell you Zenia is unavailable . The night of the full moon, my sister does her pagan rituals out in the swamps,” Zanna said it with disgust, practically spitting out the words, “I’m praying for my sister’s soul. But I could work for you. I don’t mind. I’m sure Father Helton would understand helping out a friend in need to work on the Lord’s Day of rest.”

She couldn't afford to be unprepared, not with so much at stake. In a secluded part of the forest, Zyra stood poised, her eyes closed as she concentrated on summoning her powers. The ground beneath her feet trembled slightly as she tapped into her Lycan strength, feeling the surge of energy course through her veins. She opened her eyes, glowing with an otherworldly light, and took a deep breath. With a swift motion, she leaped into the air, her speed enhanced by her vampiric agility. Landing gracefully, she conjured a small flame in her hand, a manifestation of her witch heritage.

Chapter 5: Unseen Paths The vampire’s cold laugh reverberated in the stone chamber, but Karina’s resolve only hardened. Her mind was a storm of confusion and fury, but beneath the chaos, there was a single, undeniable truth—*they were underestimating her.* They thought she was just a girl—broken, terrified, a tool to be used. But she wasn’t just some vessel. The power in her blood, the strange connection to Zorana's royal line, had awakened something deep inside her. Something primal. It pulsed like a distant drumbeat, urging her to fight.

Arianna explained. Brianna burst into laughter, “Zora?” “I’m sure she’s lying in her shallow grave wallowing in pain,” she said. “It seems you don’t know what that means Mum” “We are her next target, me, you and Brian are no longer safe” Arianna stated. “Ari, you worry yourself too much, Zora was weak while she was alive, she couldn’t have gained supernatural powers in her grave” Brianna explained. “Argh mum, you haven’t read about ghosts?”