True Blood Supernatural Creatures Novels & Stories

“He was pretty fucking ugly, but the fucker lost the game entirely. There are at least thousands of different supernatural species documented, so there are many that are still undocumented. There’s no telling how many there are out there. Some of our main groups include Celestials like angels, gods, and demi-gods. Then there are Demons. Those bastards have many fucking variations because they often breed with other species in order to make powerful hybrids. The Zeltenea was one such hybrid. We have shifters which have two forms being the human and whatever the other form is. There are roughly forty-five different variations that are documented.” He opened a folder on the table and handed me

They nurse their myths and legends, in which Vampyres and Weres are creatures of magic and lore, capable of curses and mystical acts. They think us able to see the future, to fly, to make ourselves invisible. Because we’re different from them, our existence must be governed by otherworldly forces—and not simply, like theirs, by biology. And maybe a couple of thermodynamics laws. Serena was like that, too, when I first met her. “So crucifixes burn you?” she asked me a couple of weeks into our cohabitation, after I failed to convince her that the viscous red liquid I kept in my fridge was tomato juice.

Colt must have experimented with his architectural designs here before installing the clear glass ceilings in our bedroom. Luca chuckled and kissed the top of my head as he guided me out of the recreational area, “They are faeries, succubi, vampires, and half-bloods, love. None are purebred she-wolves.” That was confusing. Many of the wolves were clearly mated to some of these females. I could tell just by the way they treated them. I could see a few with mates marks, and nothing seemed too dangerous. How could that be?

It's not until I calm down that I can speak up again. "These aren't vampires, idiot. That's a creature far worse than any blood-sucking bastard out there. Bleeders may be a genetic mix of spiders and vampires. Still, they have some traits of humans, syren, and dark fairies. You can meet them at night if you're curious enough to see them." I wink at her, just for the sake of fun.

“That can't be. They only send those to…..” “Supernatural people”, he said quietly. “Wolves, Vampires, Dragons, witches but not humans. The paper burned in my hand. I was panicking. “Then why…..” I said. Why me?

“They were most definitely a species we had never seen before. I believe they were a mix of banshee, gargoyle, manticore and a harpy.” His nostrils flare with untold rage as he rests his palms on the table’s surface. “I just received a list of other supernaturals that have gone missing this week, and all of those creatures are on the list, along with a few more. If Lilith is on earth, it explains why my hunters have not found her.” Lucifer pushes back from the table and strolls toward me. “You have to hide Bree from her.” My heart pounds loudly in my chest, and my eyes widen. Azazel looks at me from the corner of his eye but remains quiet. “Why would I need to hide Bree from Lilith?” I ask a

Luciana breathed out in relief, ignoring the looks she was getting from her roommates. She began to ponder upon what she had learnt from the library. She learnt that almost all supernatural creatures have classes, depending on how pure their blood was. She also learnt that over the years, the royals have preserved their pure blood by only breeding with people with pure blood too. They also strengthen themselves by drinking blood from other creatures, most especially the sirens.

I rolled my sleeves up, gazing over the recently closed cases, and filing them into the proper categories. Vampire Shifter. Ghost. Demon. Boogeyman. Etc. I'd make a new file if we came across a new type of monster. The scent of strawberries filled my nose as Lucy plopped onto my lap, setting her laptop down to scroll the schedule. I brushed her longer blonde hair over her shoulder, peppering kisses against her throat. When we were human, her pulse would jump, but her reactions were still the same. She'd lean against my mouth, humming in contentment. "We have a Silas Devant at 10."

Claire withdrew her hand and took a step forward. “He may not look as good as Mason, but we found useful antibiotics in his blood. The necrosis of Tracy’s cells has been suppressed…” “…He does look ugly.” A chunk of flesh with bulging blood vessels. I could only describe this new creature as an animal. It was nothing like Mason’s perfect and miraculous creation. It looked more like a random mix of different animals stitched together. I felt bored and uninterested. “Claire!” I called out to the woman who was circling around the glass incubator and admiring the new creature.

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.”