Wendigo Supernatural Novels & Stories

More astonishingly, the skeleton possessed the strength of a half-immortal. This skeleton was Wendigo, the former ruler of the fierce beasts. After its death, it had been molded into a puppet by the Ancestora, who imbued the soul within the skeletal frame. Hidden in the black mist, Wendigo eyed Severin with intrigue. "You're new," he remarked, "but you're as good as dead when you arrived here. I shall be happy to take your life!" With a sneer, the black mist around Wendigo surged forward like a tidal wave, crashing relentlessly towards Severin and his companions. The black mist was so powerful that it brought about a collapse in space and the emergence of magma from the earth wherever it pas

“We could try…but I don’t know how we’re going to get close to that thing. Wendigos are perfect hunters.” “So are vampires.” I look from Lucas to the wendigo and pray my warding will hold. The thing has to be nearly seven feet tall with razor sharp teeth and huge claws. “They’re not just fast and strong,” I start. “They have some powers.” The wendigo charges again, and I throw up my hands, muttering the incantation over again. “Elementals vocationem ore exíbit gládis acútus: hanc domun praesidio! Custodrie moneia malo!” A shockwave of magic erupts from the circle I cast, knocking the wendigo to the ground. Pissed off, it gets up and looks like it’s going to run at us again, but it turns and

Joshua stood and crossed the room, "and might I even say zombified. Could it be possible it's two different species we working with here?" I let out a long breath. This conversation was going no where. "They are the same," I said and all of them turned to look at me. "A wendigo is an animal or human that's been murdered in cold blood and has not had a proper burial. I can't explain what brings them back from the dead, but when they do come back they take revenge on the living." "Ah," Levi grinned, "once a hunter always a hunter." "So what do you need me to do?" Alex inquired. "Kill them?"

asked the man with the blue hair at night. "Maybe," ⚛⚛⚛ "Phew I didn't think the star road was that far," Leo complained. "I told you we got on the bikes earlier," "Hey! I don't know! Who said on maps too short!" Maybe now Aza's ears will be buzzing when he hears the chirp from Leo who doesn't stop. "Ok, where is the house?" Leo asked. "I'll open the book for a bit ... my God! Maroon, Green and Brown cube witches are gathered nearby!" exclaimed Aza excitedly.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

I believed that her life might not last an hour or two based on how deep are her wounds and the blood that got flowed out of her body. Then we quickly realized that we were in for a tough fight as the Wendigo was not an easy opponent. Even though we outnumbered the monster, the creature fought fiercely, causing most of the security guards to fall to the ground. As I was about to lose hope, I knew there was only one option left for me to take. So I cast a magical spell to summon a tornado mixed with fire. It would weaken the Wendigo enough to give us the upper hand in the fight. Mark was about to charge towards the creature with full force, but I stopped him in his tracks by casting another m

“She’s not in our databases but she is in the human ones. Her full name is Willow Sage Doyle. Her father is the Fire House Captain at the station on Cooper Street. She was found by him, abandoned outside the station at 3 months of age and fostered by him and his mother before he then adopted her at age 8. Her grandmother died three years ago but stayed with her father to help raise her. She went to university and earned a degree in business. She started working for Drakon Designs part time while she was at university and then got promoted to full time after she graduated, she has worked her way up to her current position. As far as we know she’s single has never been married and lives with h

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

“If that’s the case, we’re in serious trouble. Why would a nature spirit work with a necromancer and vampire?” “That’s the thing. We have a narrow description these days as what a nature spirit is. But a Wendigo is technically a nature spirit. Some nature spirits recognize the darker side of life as death, disease, decay, and destruction. Often, they are most powerful during the colder months and winter. Now here a chilling thought. These tragic stories always appear to happen in the isolated places.” “Great. Isolated places just like this one.” “Exactly. Stay lively please people. If you notice your thoughts turning morbid or negative toward anyone else. Say something right away. I’m worrie

Chapter 26: Next Step Traeger It doesn’t take long to get to the Institute. We park a few miles down, making sure we’re not spotted. A few miles ago, we turned off all the lights in our vehicles and drove in the dark. One of the upsides of being Supernatural is that we have excellent night vision. There are still Lycans out looking for me. Unfortunately for the doctors, the Lycans are not reporting that they’ve seen us. They still assume that my men are under the control of the receptors.