Vetala Supernatural Novels & Stories

I said innocently while trying to chew and I honestly have no idea how that worked. Cassie and Sophia burst out laughing their asses out. Cassie and Sophia are my best friend. Cassie was a white wolf, she was the eldest of the three of us, the fastest and my elder brothers mate, who happens to be the Alpha of Inara pack, which is my pack. Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate.

Velaria shook her head and walked away to their hurt. Melissa could hear Shaemus in the store crying. Melissa walked into the store and embraced Shaemus “I am so sorry sir, I do not know where I went wrong with her. I think it was ever since that situation where she almost died because of your beta, she has never been the same. Just please do not give up on her" She hugged him in comfort “I do not know why the gods are toying with us like this, giving you her as a mate when she was already chosen for another being?” She said as she walked away trying to figure out how to make the situation better. The only thing she could think is her true betrothed might be the only one to tame her.

Winston asked Valeria in a low tone. "I am Valeria Ambrosia, daughter of Caster Ambrosia, the second Dracula." Valeria answered the vampire master without looking into his eyes. Winston took a step closer towards Valeria. He pinched her chin lightly and guided her gaze towards his. "So, you are the sister of the great Queen Victoria?" Asked the vampire master in a curious tone.

my healing abilities came from him! Everything was so damn related and that's when it clicked. "We will meet again." And I couldn't help stop the heaviness from settling in my chest. Vera and me....we were not just mate's We were Karmic soulmates. The souls that couldn't unite in that life,took birth again. It proved that moon goddess does corrects her mistakes. She did a mistake mating the beast and Anara in that life....but now centuries later she mated Vera and me.

~~~ Amaya "Among the supernaturals, there are different types. Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, witches, angels, demons and, elements. They all have different characteristics and abilities." Who would've thought that we had such creatures living among us? "The one who attacked you was a shapeshifter. They are known to be able to imitate any living form. They can change and impersonate any living being on this planet. They can be very dangerous. You might be having a normal conversation with your mom one day but it could be a shapeshifter and you wouldn't even know." As he spoke to me, a little piece of my memory from that night came back.

I said, laying back on the bench and closing my eyes. “Harsh. But I do have something. Clement and a witch, Zivera, have been working together. That was how they were able to create an illusion of Mabel Alonso, but that's not all; they have been spreading disturbing rumors about you within the pack. I believe they are trying to stir unrest.”

Sandra had no mother and naturally Caius took Sandra as his responsibility, initially she was just one of the head organizer of the house having the ultimate authority of everyone else until one night, Caius went into heat, like werewolves, Vampires also had mates, but there was a difference, unlike werewolves not all Vampires were blessed with the mate, only 50% of the vampires had the chance to find their mates, and Caius surely wasn't in that percentage. Yet, going into heat was natural for every supernatural creature, in the past he randomly used to select prostitutes to salvage his need, but that one night, Sandra jumped forward and took him to her room, he tried to warn her and reasone

Instead, she touched Clara’s wrist — the skin still glowing faintly from the ember. “You’re not alone in this. But you may have to be the first one to stand.” ⸻ Meanwhile – Below Terrell Varethkaal sat in the ruins beneath the hospital, surrounded by bones now blackened with his breath. He no longer looked like a man. His voice echoed in layers. Each syllable bore the weight of a hundred stolen tongues. He had learned the trick of flesh — how to wear it. Now he needed only one more name. Clara. She burned brighter than the rest.

“And I want my own office. As the Luna of this pack, I have my own special agenda, and I can't wait to start working.” This time, there was no smile on Aster's face. He was neither angry nor happy—just shocked and surprised. ASTER I had never noticed the allure Valeria carried until now. She looked beautiful yet cold, her eyes bottomless—like an immortal fairy who had come to live among mortals. Her light golden hair gleamed, highlighting her ocean-blue orbs. She curled her bright red lips, and my heart twitched.