Trickster Supernatural Novels & Stories

Regardless, her stubborn nature wouldn't let her mouth seal shut. "I don't know if I should be scared cos I find it hard to imagine anyone more dangerous than Arthur." He scoffed. "Arthur is child's play compared to Nicodemus. Arthur's monstrosity is the regressed version of Nicodemus." He gestured with his hands in the most dangerous way possible. She understood his antics clearly. He was simply trying to instill fear which he failed at horribly. "Consider multiplying Arthur by infinity. That's Nicodemus. The Supernatural world first Tribrid. Part Werewolf, Vampire and Witch." He explained in a voice that hinted traces of fear.

The other leaders followed and every other Supernatural shot with all their powers into it to destroy it. Tresicta watched with wide eyes as they did that, and Sapphire had her where she wanted her. She punched her in the face, a kick to the back of the head, her neck, her ribs, the back of her neck and then giving her a bear hug and that made her scream. She couldn’t even hold it in.

“This isn’t some human affair.” “Are you serious? My dad has been involved in the supernatural world for twelve years. He didn’t just stand on the sidelines—he trained with Bloodmoon, Holly, and even under the Adio hunters. He knows how to fight, how to track, and how to survive. So if you think he’s just some clueless human, you’re dead wrong.” Tristan scoffed.

He said feeling assured about whatever he planned for him. How I wish I can just stop all this, I don’t know how my powers work, because if I do I’d have save myself and save his life also. He has no idea what my mate is capable of, he’s a monster he can’t deal with, he can’t, whatever he’s planning is futile. He’s a supernatural, and not anything, a wicked powerful supernatural at it. “You have to listen to me Trey, please I’m begging you to stop all this, this isn’t the guy you wanna mess with.” I kept on pleading him to stop all this before it becomes too late.

They can create full scapes and spaces to lock people in, but the thrill for most dream walkers is getting away with it…………. I can’t know for sure if Ren is an incubus, but can say with relative certainty those gifts are aligned. In mythology, Kitsune were tricksters. Changelings, who tormented if not stole people’s sanity bit by bit in numerous ways for even more reasons. Incubi were all about sex. The feed. The spiritual sustenance that was easiest to get in the dream world.

However, Maverick doesn’t move; instead, he tightens his hold on my hand as if to tell my father to try it. You’re becoming bold. I giggle inwardly, enjoying this side of Maverick. But one of these days that man is going to challenge you to a match. “Now,” Tristan announces, ending the awkward situation. “We see if Serenity’s blood can turn humans to wolves.” Grinning, he starts preparing a slide with my blood and then mixes in human blood. Immediately, memories of the other time he did such a thing come rushing back, and I can’t help but wonder if we will see the same thing happen.

The birth of a lifelong rivalry Amarog's business partner was actually a fellow vampire lord who shared land boundaries with him. In the past two months, the two vampire lords have been disturbed by a mutual problem which is in the person of a lower rank vampire, Tristan, Amarog's nephew, who had suddenly gone mad. Tristan has been committing all sorts of crimes not limited to killing humans which has raised a lot of eyebrows from the human authorities. In just two months, Tristan has killed up to two hundred humans, including women and children.

He would find out one way or another anyway. “We had a plan to force him out of my body and offer him what he was looking for instead.” “And what is he looking for?” Tristan's eyes narrowed. “The wolf born under the dark moon,” I added, voice barely above a whisper. “The night ripper is looking for a wolf…and that wolf is you.” His brows drew together, then shot up. “What?” “What!?” Tristan yelled as he exploded from his chair, knocking it back with a loud crash as he cursed and began pacing like a caged animal. “What does that damn demon want with me?”

I simply sought out and plundered mercilessly my way to the top earning me the title of the most vicious CEO much to my amusement as compared to what I'm capable of doing, what I did to get to where I am doesn't hold a candle. Being a Tribrid alpha, a vampire, a werewolf, and a wizard, the strongest amongst all living supernaturals, even at half strength, I can get absolutely everything I want and cause tremendous damage in the human world, but I choose not to because rather than getting punished again by the gods I will rather keep the peace and my subjects in check. Every day is just as cliché as the last, so unlike Amaeldria, the home for all supernaturals, where no human can step into, t

“Ryker, I’m serious. We’re moving on, and you should come with us. I don’t want you to get hurt because of what my team is doing.” He looked at her hand where it rested on the crook of his elbow. With that much fur between his arm and her hand, he likely couldn’t even feel her, but she pulled her hand away anyway, just in case he was really even half as annoyed as he seemed. “Why in the world would I want to go hangout with a bunch of supernatural freaks who don’t need to eat or sleep or take a piss like I do?” “Wow--you really know nothing about us, do you? I do all of those things. In fact, I’m exhausted right now. It’s true the Guardians don’t sleep much, but some of them eat--a lot. And