Tulpas Supernatural Novels & Stories

Rinsed her mouth with clean tap water and then Cleaned her mouth with a napkin. "Every single supernatural in your team, in the action god team, starting from Spark down to Bella, then to Bonafide, Asunda, John, Bobola, even to the most powerful among you guys....Vicoliz, Zeus, Seun and the rest. I made a clone of every one of you. Every damn one of you I made contact with" "But how?"

She could feel every drone in the valley below, not like machines, but like annoying, high-pitched mosquito buzzing in her head. Elara, it's too much! Roric yelled, his hands flying over the silver altar as sparks flew from the etched symbols. The Battery can't handle this much power. If the Tulpa gets any bigger, it'll ground itself through the fortress-and through us! Let it come, Elara whispered, her voice sounding strange, a bit metallic.

I agreed. We started walking ahead. I kept scanning the giant trees. They were all alike. “They are clones,” I said. Baspo groaned. “They are not the real trees. They are the ones who dared to cross this forest but weren’t able to make it to the other side. They are people, Luna. Living people. Supernatural beings. They distract you. So, don’t give in.” Baspo said. I wondered about his grandfather. “Your grandfather must have been here,” I said.

“Behind the scenes.” “Movies,” Jacinta brought her phone up and put Aislen in the frame, an impressive achievement whilst walking parallel. “Books,” Penn’s expression was thoughtful. “So,” Jacinta repeated. “For the camera, Aislen, you’re part of a polycule of supernaturals. Is that common to your people?” “It is not precisely common,” Talen answered quietly. “But also, not unheard of. When it does occur, it is normally in threes, in my experience… which is a lengthy one.”

Sassafras settled in his lap, purring and rubbing his cheek against his father's hand as Theridialis stroked his fur. "I say," the scientist said with a bright smile, "that's quite the family you have inside your head. However do you wrangle them all?" I giggled, uncontrolled, feeling my alter egos squirm as they stretched themselves out into the cavity he'd left behind. "You have no idea," I said with a long-suffering sigh even as my demon, vampire and Sidhe princess all protested. Tara was next, as easy, if not easier, than Theridialis. Her small soul left me in a flash of joy, flooding her body again and, within a moment, she was sitting up, hugging me tightly.

Alistair studied October's face like he knew what she had in mind, but he got to explaining, anyway. "There are seven dimensions; dimension one is where demons and creatures of the dark reside. They are lesser beings. In that place, there is not. No trees or water. But they feed on people's soul to survive. Then the second dimension belongs to trolls, gnomes, giants, leprechauns-" "I hate that movie." October cut him off. He gave her a look. "What?" "Nothing." October leaned her head so that it was now on Alistair's chest.

I was done getting ready, apparently I was the last person they were all waiting for. I had imagined carriages and huge guards barefoot as well as on horses, with servants walking barefoot and everything in my mind for when we set out, I had imagined that was how we were going to travel, I saw all of that, what I hadn't expected was huge demon creatures, four to be exact. They were huge and big, almost like hippos but way bigger. They stood with ropes all around them and huge turbans had been used to decorate them. Then on top of them was this huge place for sitting, I couldn't believe my eyes as I had never seen anything like it before in my entire life.

"So, people, first of all, we have to find out what a Soul Reaper is. Apparently, this creature is responsible for the chaos outside." Patrols were doubled due to this event, and my father contacted the coven and the council representative for our region to report this incident. Who knows where it will make its appearance next. Although I have a feeling our pack will be the only one honored by its presence. Curtesy to my insane aunt. "Soul Reaper? I've seen it somewhere mentioned..." said Sarah as she started frantically turning page after page of an old, thick book. "This is the 'History of the supernatural beings' and as I searched the origins of witches, their strengths and weaknesses, I

she muttered and I looked at her, confused. "What do you mean?" I asked, confusion written all over my face. With a sigh, Flora said, "what I mean is this, Diana just gave birth to a supernatural." 'A supernatural?' I thought. 'What did she mean? Aren't we all supernaturals?' As if reading my thoughts, Flora said, "we are all supernaturals but there are supernaturals of supernaturals. Look at me for example. I am a werewolf, clearly a supernatural but I was blessed and gifted wit supernatural powers from the moon goddess, making me a supernatural of the supernatural." All she said was kind of confusing and clear at the same time.

I asked. He looked at me, taken aback by my question, as if not expecting it. "Of course he said, did you think werewolves were the only supernatural alive" his voice, a deep rumble ending in a chuckle. Wow, my eyes widened. "What other supernaturals are there?" I asked. "Well, there are the fae, the spirits, the ancient trees, just like you saw, the changelings, the seers, there are even some humans with special abilities that can access the supernatural," he said.