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Catherine slumped forward, her heart lurching in fear as the ground got closer, but she was too far gone to feel the impact. ~~~~~ “You said she claims to have a human soul? I’ve never heard of such a thing, but if her soul was swapped using Forbidden Majyks, it’s possible her soul is not fully aligned with the body yet.” The doctor stated, his black eyes falling to the notebook in front of him. “Usually, use of Forbidden Majyks takes the life of the caster. This could be a side effect of that, too. It’s such a strange situation, but I promise your secret is safe with me.”

However, there is something about this concept that everyone must understand, which is their existence. These monsters or spirits from myths are alive for a purpose but not all can see them. The few who can see them and interact with them are called the Cast. The ones who make contracts with spirits after summoning them are the Off-Cast. Finally, the Cast who decides to hunt these creatures based off the miasma they emit are called hunters/ pursuants. The hunters have their own ranks in the ‘Yokai’ realm, which is similar to ‘the underground’. They are paid for every ‘Yokai’ they hunt. The ranks of these ‘Yokai’ start from Folklore followed by grades such as C, B, A. Although these are the o

“Ancient supernatural leaders who believed balance should be controlled through fear and bloodline purity.” Lucien’s expression darkened. “I thought they disappeared centuries ago.” “So did everyone else,” Malvora replied. The room became quiet again. Damon crossed his arms. “And now they suddenly return after Aria awakens?” “Yes.” “That’s convenient.” Malvora smiled slightly. “Prophecy has a way of waking old monsters.” Dravenna rolled her eyes immediately. “There you go sounding dramatic again.” Malvora ignored her. Seraphina finally spoke after staying quiet for several minutes. “How many founders are alive?”

Adrian Blackwood stood in the lobby of Chen Tech Industries, his enhanced hearing picking up the soft hum of Zara Chen's heartbeat twenty-three floors above. For three years, he'd been watching over her through digital surveillance, ensuring her safety while she unknowingly created technology that could either save or damn his kind. Tonight, she'd come dangerously close to uncovering the truth about supernatural beings living among humans. Her AI's behavioral recognition was too sophisticated, too intuitive. If the wrong people got access to her algorithms...

POV: Inside the Beast’s Mind For over eight hundred years, I have been caged. I'm the last of my kind. The rest were wiped out during the great war that once tore the supernatural world apart. But it began long before that. Fifteen hundred years ago, the Celestial Mother brought forth five children—the first of their kind: a nightwalker, a vampire, a werewolf, a witch, and a warlock. From them, the supernatural world was born and multiplied.

She worked alongside human historians, blending her supernatural insights with their scholarly expertise, to piece together the mysteries of the past. During one of her expeditions to a remote island, Seraphina stumbled upon an ancient prophecy engraved on a weathered stone tablet. The prophecy spoke of a hidden realm, accessible only to those with a bloodline as intertwined as hers. It foretold of a powerful artifact that, when combined with the unity of supernaturals and humans, would unleash unimaginable magic upon the world.

It was a revelation that left her spellbound. Astrid's journey through the pages began with the Werewolves, the very first Supernatural creatures, conceived by the Moon goddess Serene, whose celestial name is Luna. Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past.

He asks. “She told me that her Trey and Deccan went on the urban hunt. I told her she was stupid for doing it. She told me that her, Trey and Deccan have the psycho curse and that he would be coming for them. But Trey and Deccan went to Trey’s dad to remove their curse. They left her.” I explains. “Psycho curse?” He asks. Little did I know my dad was watching the whole thing behind the mirror screen.

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

Because of fear their ridiculous things would reveal the secrets of the whole community, they were also to be watched by the Magic Council. One other side was to be inhabited by witches, wizards, vampires, werewolves, and hybrids of all kinds of all races. Races were compatible, who tended to congregate in one area of course. No one had the spare time to deal with hordes of supernatural beings that were always ready to make trouble and capable of inflicting terrible damage if fought.