The Things They Carried Supernatural Novels & Stories

“Consider the fact that your life partner sits in this room. Even without that, they are the key to your survival. The laws I’m speaking to you are older than the country we belong to. If you walk away at the end, you won’t survive very long. Each one of you has seen or learn something you can’t unsee, and it endangers thousands of people. Not just supernatural creatures. Throughout history, we have seen humans become obsessed with destroying supernatural creatures. It never ends well for them and often innocent supernatural beings. Humans die because they misidentify them as supernatural creatures. Now you are all lucky. My mate says that you are all showing signs of having found your own m

“Its not true Lucas, I can feel it. The darkness seeping into my soul. The fire taking over me, running through my veins. It hasn’t finished with me. Its begging me to go back, to be consumed and rule the underworld.” “Shhh,” Lucas cooes in my ear, “It is true my love. Your soul is good and kind. Fate has given you an impossible task. To kill the darkest creature known to mankind, the devil. For most in your shoes, the fire would have consumed them, but it didn’t consume you, Lonnie. Why do you think that is? It’s because you never allowed the evil deed to corrupt your heart, Lonnie. Your goodness remained, no matter how hard the fire tried to lull you into its grips. “No one will take you a

But the deeper I dug, the stranger things became. Incident reports that disappeared from official records. Students who exhibited impossible abilities during moments of stress. Surveillance footage that mysteriously corrupted whenever something unexplainable happened. And always, always, references to something called the Council of Supernatural Affairs. At first, I thought it was a conspiracy theory. Some elaborate hoax cooked up by bored students with too much time and creativity. Then Victoria Sterling's harassment campaign had exploded, and I'd seen the files that Professor Ronan Thorne leaked. Files that mentioned supernatural creatures, extraction protocols, and experiments on students

"Oh God, oh God, oh God." Shadow bumps up against my legs, trying to console me, but his presence here only makes it worse. My mind goes over everything I read tonight. The stories of Empaths being pursued to extinction. The descriptions of silver swords. The warnings of those who would not hesitate to prevent the supernatural world from reasserting power. Somehow, it's here, and they found us.

"I'm not entirely sure. The texts are fragmentary, and some are written in languages that predate modern supernatural dialects." She pulled out a leather-bound journal filled with her careful notes. "But from what I can piece together, it seems to be some kind of cosmic event that happens every few thousand years." "A time when the barriers between opposing forces become thin enough for... significant changes to occur." "Changes like what?" "Like the birth of new supernatural species. Like the rise and fall of entire civilizations. Like..." She hesitated, then met my eyes directly. "Like the potential for someone with the right bloodline and abilities to fundamentally alter the balance betwe

"That company is targeting me. Everything in that place is targeting me. I'm not going back tomorrow. If I stay there any longer, I'll die." After calming me down, Adam tried to persuade me, just like he had in my previous life. "How could office equipment target you? Machines aren't alive. There's no such thing as something that evil. You must be stressed from job hunting. "Besides, your company has great benefits. You're making almost 60 thousand dollars a year before benefits, with weekends off and paid leave. "Be good. Give it a few days, and you'll adapt." I shook my head violently. "No. It is real. Please believe me. Look at my hand. The coffee machine burned me on purpose."

I said quietly, my voice carrying supernatural resonance, "is what you fight against. This is what you fear. Not monsters or weapons, but family. Love. Unity freely chosen." The captive gifted ones moved as one, their powers turning against their captors. Sarah's gift flared as the probability thread she'd seen snapped into place - supernatural beings choosing to stand together against those who would cage them. Through our pack bonds, they felt the tide turn. The hunters, faced with both miracle and rebellion, began to break. Their weapons meant nothing against divine blessing and supernatural unity. I felt embarrassed everyone saw my vagina but witnessing the pup being born should show the

"Haven't you noticed strange things happening? Things that don't make sense? I started paying attention to Katrina because... well, she seems to be at the center of it all." My heart rate picked up. "What kind of strange things?" "The weird howling in the woods at night. The way some students change completely after joining Katrina's circle." He leaned closer, his voice dropping even lower. "I know this sounds crazy, but... do you believe in the supernatural?" I nearly lost my balance, catching myself against the wall. "What?" "I know, I know, it sounds insane," he said quickly. "But the things I've seen... the way Darryl sometimes moved too fast to be natural, the strange light I sometimes

/-Alora-/ I couldn't afford to be afraid of Tyrone, even though his shadow was contagious, and the world around me whirled around me like a swift whirl, with motions, darkness, and, finally, disarray. My entire being felt alive, with electricity pulsing through my veins. Tyrone's return wasn't because he felt sorry for his actions; it was because Alison's child had been torn apart by a supernatural force in the form of a beast. Randall seemed totally at ease beside me, his stare never leaving me, as if he sensed the increasing force inside me. I could feel him; he was at my side, and the latter's whispered words of support reminded me that I was not alone.

“Creed’s silence isn't a strategy. It’s fear. He knows something’s coming. And it’s already here.” I clenched my teeth as the needle sank into my arm. The fire inside me flared—then dimmed. Finally, a breath I hadn’t realised I was holding slipped from my chest. “And you think this… whatever it is… It’s unnatural?” “I think it’s something we haven’t seen before,” Thomas said. “Not magic. Not a disease. Something older.” I stared at the glowing vials. “You said I was your last hope.” He nodded. “You complete this job, you’re free. No more debts.”