Bedtime Stories Supernatural Novels & Stories

I don't even bother looking at the clock, Mia already said it's too early. Mia! My mind runs fast. What's happened in just 24 hours or less? I lay back in my bed facing the ceiling and the thoughts that I can no longer run away from fill my mind, and almost my body from the power they held. The supernatural world might exist! I am no longer just human. I'm more. The world holds so much more mystery than we might think. That I might think. If I'm this "Blessed", what else is out there? Werewolves? Witches? Ghosts? Vampires?

I shook my head several times, trying to erase the mysterious guy's memory from my mind. But after some deep thinking, I realized that If werewolves are real, then that floating guy in the black ensemble is also real! There are many supernatural beings inhabiting this world, and the majority of them are hiding in the dark. There are vampires, witches, werewolves, shapeshifters, and many others based on Granny's stories. She told me that, just like humans, there are good and bad supernatural beings. Dang! I miss Granny's' bedtime stories now that she is no longer with me. Fresh tears filled my eyes.

… [all men do is lie] … I nod, deciding to trust him. We sit in the silence for about a minute. I simply can’t process any of this. The world, as I know it, will never be the same after his explanation. The scariest part is that it is all true. As a child, I have been told stories about the supernatural. We would gather around a camp fire, and a teacher would tell us scary stories with monsters as main villains. Now, here I am, fast-forward to a couple of years later, I’m sitting alone with the man who created all my nightmares.

The sea was a few steps away from her, she could already hear its wave even though she cannot see the waters clearly and now she was contemplating whether to reach the shore or to head back home to catch some more sleep since it was the dead of night and no one seemed to be out here, not even the werewolves, vampires or witches she has heard and read of. She scoffed unconsciously, pushing the thought of werewolves and vampires away from her head as she was no longer scared about such things, reminding herself that they do not exist and were only stories made up by people, besides, this was not the first time she came out here by herself at night only not this late. She had sometimes wished t

As he finished with his words, I sat down quickly and quietly. The sorcerer gave me his last words before he went into his medication again, 'don't go out and close all windows and the door during twilight. Hewent into his meditation again. He didn't shake for several hours. It was twilight around 7p.m of a day. The sorcerer didn't move and I admitted he has fallen asleep. That sentence attached to Tortuga, 'where no man see dark' got me so curious that I left a window opened to see what will happen outside, whether there would be ghost or a giant monster to feed on whover goes out, I was so desperate and can't wait.

Hamish said. "I am going to infiltrate Ladon Mansion tonight. I want to prove their hearsay about the urban legend beast." Hedwig said. "What!? Hedwig are you out of your mind? That's unlawful!" Hamish said. "I want proof to prove my allegation about them!" Hedwig said. "Hedwig, don't do it!" Hamish pleaded. "No, Hamish, I need to do this. I know I am right." Hedwig said and left. __________________________________ On the night of the full moon. Hedwig Bryant carefully infiltrates the Ladon Mansion in disguise of a package courier.

Boys these days didn’t care much for cartoons anymore; they preferred superhero stories which—of course—always included some form of fighting. “At the very least, don’t give them nightmares,” Maera argued again. “Nightmares, Mae? Come on, don’t be ridiculous. I was just telling them a werewolf story. Why would they have nightmares about that?” Maera stopped in her tracks, turning to look at her best friend with a warning glare that made Crystal instantly fall silent. “Fine. No more werewolf stories,” Crystal said, pretending to zip her lips and toss the invisible zipper away. Maera took a deep breath and exhaled sharply before turning away again, continuing to carry the pile of laundry with

“We can do that. Nigel will get the books down that you will need to look over. While I make us all some tea. I feel that none of us is going to sleep much tonight.” “I agree with you, Mom. I know I won’t be able to sleep much, if at all. Nigel, on the other hand, will be the first one to sleep out of us, like always.” I said with a laugh Nigel just made a face at me and went to get the books. She came down with four books in her hand. One was for beginners, and they went up from there. So I picked up the one for beginners. To see what it was about, I grabbed a tablet and a pen so I could take some notes. Mom picked up the photo album and started looking through it. Nigel just sat there play

I had no choice, so I dug through every gift Zoe had ever given me, but I found nothing. Just when I was about to give up, I shook a pillow, and a tiny paper figure floated out. Its face was drawn to resemble Lucas, and his birth details were written on the back! The fortune teller exclaimed, “That’s it! The lock and the paper figure work together, and since you've touched the lock, the effect on you is stronger. Luckily, you found it early.” I broke out in a cold sweat. That same day, I slipped the paper figure under Miles’ pillow and instructed my parents to watch him while he slept.