Top Supernatural Series Novels & Stories

“It’s possible that a vampire didn’t do it, but the results are inconclusive because their blood was drained from their bodies too. Mathias and I met last night to discuss the possibility. Since the witches, Marael and Sahara Dawson, are dead, and other than the missing heads, the kids still had their organs, we’ve ruled out sacrifice. The only other possibility is that there’s something else occurring out there. There has to be a reason their heads were taken. If not for a ritual, then an out-of-control supernatural is going on a serial killing spree. Either way, we have to take care of it before the humans become suspicious. Or worse, they find proof that Supernaturals do exist. So far, si

“I don’t know yet.” Jameson scoffed. “Great. “So, if I understand correctly—we’re going to destroy an ancient Council that has been running the supernatural world for centuries, and at the same time, fighting off some kind of primordial horror that happens to be living in Lena’s head at the moment?” I sighed. “That about sums it up.” Jameson rubbed a hand over his face. “Fantastic.” Soraya, who had so far kept quiet, sighed. “It’s possible.”

As we joined the main road, we began to discuss the conversation I’d had with my mother. “Surely we haven’t already found a hybrid after a single day of looking? We were expecting this to take months, maybe longer” I shrugged in his direction. “Maybe they are more common than we were led to believe.” Doran shook his head. “I don’t understand Atlas, I thought all of the supernatural species hated each other. That can’t be the case for all of us if we are producing children”. I agreed with him. I was as surprised as he was. “Well, it must take place mustn’t it? Otherwise we wouldn’t even know what a hybrid was in the first place”. Doran turned to me “I wonder if it’s the outcasts that are mati

The engine started, and the car sped out of the driveway, leaving my childhood home behind. I rested my head against the cold window and watched the trees blur past as darkness slowly covered the road. A heavy feeling settled in my chest, making it hard to breathe, because I knew this wasn’t just me going back. This was the beginning of the second season of my personal horror story. And this time, I didn’t know if I would survive long enough to see it end.

Suddenly a pale blue light was seen from the furthest corner of the pool, just next to the washrooms. "No, not again," Sam cried. It seemed like he had seen a ghost. He was shaking. Sam and I seemed to be moving normally but those around us were all in slow motion. "What do you mean not again, Sam," I yelled at him. "This is what happened before they took me the other day. Everything stopped moving and something came out of a blue light. Please don't let them take me again, please." I had never seen Sam that frightened before. He often got angry but never frightened. I pulled him out of the pool and told him to run as I stared at the blue light to see what was to come out of it. Sam was well

That this world should be long for humans. The problem is, that supernaturals have always been here. There has never been a land that is entirely human-only. “My father will go easy on you,” he yanks my arm. “I’m just glad I saw you first. As soon as the supes started telecasting that the werewolf king of the west had found his new queen, the Brotherhood got together to see who the bitch might be,” he laughed. “Boy was Doc Simpleton surprised to see his little girl on stage. He and Tansy are looking forward to reuniting with you.”

Looking down her chain was round his ankle, and even if he had set his body ablaze it didn’t stop her from lifting him up to the sky and twirl him like she would a disk. Victor moved through the field like he was surfing the waves, but on a giant snake as he picked creature from Supernatural. Every time they thought they had gotten close, they were pushed back. Their numbers were declining while the other numbers wouldn’t stop. He looked at the cloud that just dropped them. “It’s the cloud” Victor said. “What about it?” Dilia asked. “It’s the source. We need something strong enough to stop it”. “We could all regroup” Agira said.

“They hit the food stores, the healer’s hut—they came for the heart.” “Who are they?” Evandra demanded, clutching his wrist. “Not ordinary rogues. Not mercenaries. This is organized.” His jaw tightened, but before he could answer, a howl split the night—a Crescent wolf falling, cut down by three black-cloaked soldiers. Balor surged to his feet with a roar, but Evandra caught his arm. “Balor—wait.” The air shifted. She felt it, a ripple of something darker than fire, colder than death. The kind of power that didn’t belong to wolves. Witchcraft.

Supernatural beings from all over the world were joining, and the supernatural world was becoming more peaceful. "We are making progress," Sophia said. Elara, Damon, Luna, Kael, Jaxon, Zara, Leo, Mia, Ethan, Ava, and Noah smiled. "Yes." And as Sophia continued to lead the alliance, she knew that she was fulfilling her destiny as the Chosen One. She was leading the supernatural world into a new era of unity and peace. For she was Sophia, the successor of Noah, the next Chosen One, and she was destined to lead the supernatural world into a bright future.

Mutated creatures — no longer recognizable as students or staff — began crawling from the walls and ceiling, drawn by the scent of living supernaturals. Worse, Serena’s eyes glowed with another vision: “They’re adapting… and they’re hunting us specifically now.”