Wendigo Supernatural Novels & Stories

Author's notes Jaxon is definitely going to turn to a whole different person after he visits the Wendigos. To clear up the confusion, Wendigos in my own context are just like wolves but slightly different in personalities. They suck blood like vampires, cast spells, seduce like the sirens, shift like wolves and manipulates voices in their victim... we're just starting the ride, please vote for my book❤️

Silver weapons. Decapitation. The specific vulnerabilities of a Wendigo in its transformed state, the weak points in its speed and strength, the ways an experienced hunter approached one without dying. She listened and she asked follow-up questions and she was so relentlessly, magnificently composed that he almost believed she was fine. Then he refilled her whiskey glass and their fingers touched when she reached for it.

Moving on, the Frost Wendigo, a creature resembling a monstrous and vicious Undead covered in blood, flesh, and animal pelt was exposed to miasma and named, evolving into a Winter Wendigo Queen, it seemed to be a female, and when it evolved, it gained the ability to take into a female form resembling a half-goat woman with pale-white skin and wearing the skull of a goat over her head, while covering her body with animal pelt… She was able to speak and became as strong as an SSS-Rank.

With time, more and more disturbing happenings have occurred, but I've done my best to contain the threat. Not only were rogues working in packs, but beasts called Wendigo’s had appeared. Wendigo’s were werewolves who had eaten werewolves and become something different. They lived to kill and eat werewolves and had no trace of sanity left. And then there was the Manangal’s, vampire-like creatures with elongated limbs, long claws, teeth and surrounded by a revolting smell. They preyed on children and pregnant women.

My fangs throbbed to be sunk into his flesh. In a flash, Lord Bronwyn was out of his seat and sinking his fangs into the man's neck draining him of everything he got. We watched on in silence, while the human representative watched with pure shock on his face as Lord Bronwyn slurped and gurgled everything from the human as the human on his own part scrunched up his face, wheezed and cried in agony. Sucking the last bit of blood from him as the man let out his last breath, Lord Bronwyn broke his neck and discarded off the body to the side.

I turned toward Summer. "The medical examiner wasn't completely wrong." Summer froze. "How is that possible?" "She really did kill herself. She drove the ice pick in herself. "This wasn't an ordinary suicide. It was induced through deep hypnosis. "Someone used words to destroy her will to live and suggest that she should die." Summer's voice trembled. "Who? Did you see who it was?" "A woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white lab coat. Her voice was very refined." The color drained from Summer's face.

The host chuckled, masking a hint of envy in her voice. "Welcome to 81.9 GistFM, I'm Aaaa-manda, and we're ready to delve into something spooky today. Though Halloween isn't here yet, we'll be discussing the supernatural, including Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even Witches. If young ones are tuned in, you might want to switch off the radio. But first, let's get down to business - do you believe in these supernatural entities? Miranda halted.

"Let's save H.U!" I enveloped myself with valor and firmness before ranning toward the wolf who's about to kill Agatha. I gathered my energy at my hand and swayed the stick at the head of the wolf that stumble on floor. He fell! Woah, I am so strong! I couldn't even believe it! The perks of being a werewolf, I guess. But anyways I helped Agatha at her back to stand again, wolves are pretty heavy huh? "G-Gina! They have William at the stage!"

Things can’t get any better right? After 39 minutes of angry waiting my uncle finally showed up in his convertible impala, I had a ton of important questions to ask him like “how is Gwen able to come out during day time?” Good work brain My uncle laughed then said “Because she is a day walker a special breed of vampires who can walk under the sun without any harm, this ability makes she and her mother important to Verktout because they are the only day walkers alive”. So that’s why her dad picks her up late huh interesting...”Why did my dad send me here?” His face hardened as soon as I finished my question.