Banshee Supernatural の小説・ストーリー

A stain eliminated. Erect at the sacred altar stood two figures—Alpha Aldrin and Spenza, who was now about to be crowned as Luna. Neither of them seemed to care about Reign. Not even Spenza, her sister. She was all smiles, tying the knot with a man who had been her sister’s until minutes ago. The glee of becoming Silverwood’s Luna had blinded her that much, or so people thought. Then again, traitors were never shown even a shred of mercy, not even by those who shared their blood. That was the way of the supernatural world. One betrayal, and you were cut off as though you had never belonged.

he said, nodding toward the tall man seated across from me, dark-haired and sharper now without the blood and smoke from yesterday. Ven grinned. “Glad to see you vertical, bane.” I flinched at the name before I could stop myself, but his tone was teasing—not cruel. Familiar, like something old friends said to each other when the danger had passed. “Ven,” Caelan warned lightly, and Ven held up both hands in mock surrender. “Just breaking the ice.” Caelan continued the introductions. “That’s Sasha beside him—his mate.” A beautiful, auburn-haired woman with warm hazel eyes gave me a nod and a small, welcoming smile.

She replied, bowing in respect. We stayed with them for a little while after which we started coming back. Suddenly a figure appeared on our way back to the Pack. It was a ghostly-like figure and it's often known and called Banshee. "Omg, Sophia, this is a bad omen. Banshee only appears to warn one concerning a death that is about to happen" Bradley whispered into my ears. I lifted my gown and held her hands for us to make a run for it, but then the Banshee spoke up.

Amyra's eyes clouded with rage at the sight of the dead bodies scattered around me. "Good thing I have a plan B" she said, her lips curled with disdain."Annie, come out" she said and someone stepped out from behind her. A young woman. She had a head full of red curls and bright green eyes. She was a foot shorter than Amyra and she looked rather skinny. I stared at her, confused. The young woman looked innocent and helpless. How could she possibly be of help to Amyra? I got my answer as soon as she opened her mouth and screamed. Pain lanced through my skull, forcing me to clamp my hands around my ears. She screamed until my knees hit the ground. A banshee, that's what she was. Her screams wer

“My mate will come, he will save me. He is my hope he is my saviour. I need him to survive. I have called and he will come, he will come to save me” “Save you from what Baylee?” “The world, the world will want me, they will come, he will save me from them all. I have called and he will come” “Who is the world, I don’t understand Baylee” She stops painting and looks straight at the camera. Her eyes were bright purple, glowing, her hair looked silver as her aura radiated around her body. “I have called and he will come. I am the Banshee and he my one. he will come to save me from the evil ones,

He answered my question. I took a deep breath. " Am I?" He snitched. " Of course not. If I’m right, it’s worse than that." I widened my eyes, what could be worse than being possessed? " I believe you are a Banshee. Surely you are descended from one." He looked carefully at my reaction. And he realized that it wasn’t the first time I heard the word Banshee, but he didn’t say anything about it, he just went on, " Banshees as well as vampires, shifters and dark beings are forbidden on the island, we bring here only Ashins who are helpless or their nature is not evil."

Nueva and Evie said in unison. "A Banshee can premonish death by hearing voices in their minds", Mira explained. Shivers ran down Nueva's back, and she exhaled a low sigh. She was secretly glad to have become a werewolf and not a Banshee. "She taught me something else I would like to try with you guys tonight" Mira's voice sounded excited. "As long as it's not an Ouija board" Evie shrugged her shoulders nervously. "No, nothing like that." Mira chuckled, making her curly fiery red hair bop. "So, what she said was, you put a glass of water in a window at night in the light of the moonshine."

he rasped. A second figure stepped forward, her eyes glowing red. “Then it begins.” “She will come for the others,” the first one said. “And when she does, we’ll be ready.” He grinned, revealing rows of sharp teeth. “The Queen of Supernatural has risen. And soon... she’ll kneel.”

mom told me it was a given to us but she never really went into details because I was a child, I should have asked her further “ I pulled her into me again. “ but this? I got it once when Tristan tried to bond with me during the blood moon night , lightning struck and when I woke up I had this” “ Do you know who these supernaturals are? “ I asked, stroking her head gently. “ Leaders, made to rule the wolf's age, but their main leaders were killed so then they ended up stranded because there's a connection that binds us together and without the leaders it can't happen “ She didn't need to talk, I knew who they were. “ Yet I killed them, I don't know how but I killed my parents and I only ha

cried Price. “Language!” Amy and I chided him at the same time. Isaac faced me with an incredulous frown. “C’mon.” I produced my phone, where I had downloaded Trisha’s SLS app, and looked up at the couch. “May I, ma’am?” “Show him,” the phone app replied, giving the Haunters a good start. “Thank you.” I opened the app and let Isaac see my screen. The sticks showed Ann sitting on the couch, with Edward and Joseph standing behind her like soldiers.