Veritas Supernatural Novels & Stories

"Silas breached a neutral stronghold. He used gas on an unmated female. If there is treason here, it belongs to the East." "Enough!" the High Alpha barked. He turned his gaze toward me. "Alanza Verity. You are a 'defect' who has suddenly found the power of the ancestors. Tell us why we shouldn't lock you in the deep vaults for the safety of our kind." I took a step forward, moving past Luciano and Leyton. I felt the violet lines on my skin begin to pulse. I didn't reach for Sombra’s rage. I reached for her clarity.

The kind that required sacrifice. Her hands clenched. "What'd they sacrifice?" "You. And Damien." The room went cold. "What're you talking about?" Her uncle pulled out a folder from his coat. Old. Worn. He opened it carefully. Inside was a contract. Handwritten. Signed in what gave the impression of blood. "This is the pact of Veritas," he stated. "Created twenty eight years ago. Your mother became pregnant with you. Damien's mom changed into pregnant with him. Families were at war. People are dying everyday."

The sickness was gone, my body miraculously whole and renewed, as though I had been reborn. Visaris' joy was palpable as he gathered me in his arms, his laughter a balm to my spirit. “You’re back, my love,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my temple. “I thought I’d lost you.” But it was not long after that a different revelation emerged, one even stranger, as a doctor arrived with a sorceress at his side. They looked at me with reverence, as though I were something rare, something feared. “She is a Temethan,” the sorceress declared, her voice laced with awe. “An ancient being of Lycanthrope blood, one who can shape-shift at will… and, perhaps, alter fate itself.”

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.

A nervous spasm makes Vincenzo's eye twitch, and the last two immediately fall silent. "I'm the one who found Didi. Get out," Vincenzo repeats. Terzo sends a hefty kick into one of the chairs, smashing the piece of furniture against a wall. "I was the first one to see her in the nightclub!" he complains, heading for the exit. "And I'm not even allowed to gossip!" Salvatore kicks against the desk and backs away. But he stops when he reaches my level and leans towards me. "I still see you dressed like a whore in public. I'm dragging you by the hair. Hai capito? (Do you understand?)."

Amara mutters kindly. Amara and I are not close friends, but I have hung out with her and the others in the past. Once a month, Zoe would have a girls’ night where she’d invite some of Azazel’s friends’ mates. It allowed us to hang out without the guys around. All of the women are a different supernatural species. We already know that Zoe is a siren; my sister is descended from oracles, Nevaeh is a Nephilim, Jules is a hunter, and Amara is a Breija. I guess it can be a little intimidating to be around so many powerful women. But none of them act like jerks. In fact, they’re all pretty sweet. Lucifer steps forward and faces the couple. Amara gapes for a moment, making me realize that she migh

Instead, I let the hum of the ship and the weight of the unknown fill the space. The seed, that ancient alien intelligence pulsing beneath my skin, throbbed faintly in sync with my heartbeat. I could feel it reacting—cautious, guarded. As if it understood the danger, even if I did not. “Kira,” I called, voice steady despite the turmoil inside. “Status on the Veritas?” She glanced up from her console, fingers flying across the controls. “They’re holding position just outside firing range. No aggressive maneuvers yet, but shields are up, weapons primed. They’re waiting for us to make the first move.”

Harley sit on the couch alongside with them. Harley and Howard looking at each other before they open their mouth to tell the whole story so that they will understand who they are, what they are and their destiny. “ Adryan… You’re the real vampire, ” Harley said while looking at Adryan in the eyes. Adryan looking at Harley with an expression that show he doesn’t understand with that. He shaking his head did not believe what Harley just said. “ You must be joking or whatever but still it doesn’t funny. Really not funny, ” Adryan chuckling.

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

“Caravons Depth emits a defense that prevents sanctified weapons, weapons that can harm vampires, from entering Duradel. If this defense collapses, vampire hunters can bring those weapons inside.” “Is there anything that can be done to restore the defense?” “Only The Elders can restore it to its original state,” Jia answered. “Then we need to inform them.” Vero and Jia were about to turn back to return to Noblebranch when a group of armed people appeared from the opposite direction. It was Josh and Vero’s biological parents, along with the vampire hunters from The Queen’s Secret Palace. “Vero,” her mother called out, stretching her arms. “Come here! She’s a vampire!” She gestured, urging Ver