Courtney Dead End: Paranormal Park の小説・ストーリー

Her skin is cold and pale. I lift her right arm and let it go. Her body is stiff. She's dead. "Camera," I say. He hands me the camera and I take a picture of Esmee. "Print this out and make sure Antonio Carson receives it by tonight." "Si" Francesco takes the camera from me then walks out the basement. Running my fingers through my hair I take a deep breath and take a deep breath in before walking out the basement. - - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - -

“Look, Detective, I'm not going to tell you where I had to go or what I had to do to be able to hear what I'm telling you. I can only tell you that tonight there will be a showdown at the abandoned Jensen Park industrial complex in Brooklyn and that you will have a chance to solve any vampire-related cases you have. If you don't believe me, there you go. Now, you're going to excuse me, but I want to go home to rest a bit.” Mark got up to leave but Norma didn't let him. “You have to understand, Mr. Ranlone, that we cannot mobilize police resources for unsubstantiated information,” Norma told him. “No offense, but we need to verify what you're telling us.” “You didn't hear or see anything else

Ryder asked me taking a step back as I tossed the first pile I had snatched from the desk and frantically began digging through the contents. “Yes and no. Emily said she believed he had a place in the Freeland and was working with a group of rogues. I am looking for a deed, contract, map, something that will link Evan with the Freeland and give us some direction of where to look. That particular area is quite vast, so some semblance of location would be nice.” I advised Ryder as I dug through the paperwork, my eyes never leaving the files. After a few moments, I noticed a deed that had an address I recognized being in the Freeland. It was a campground on the northside, deep in the Appalachia

Josh said, then climbed into the squat rack. “What happened in that park?” Tyler asked. “Well, the news says kidnapping happened to the child,” said Josh. “But we know the truth: it’s not just kidnapping and killings, the demons make those who die in the park.” Tyler stood on the bench press and sat down next to his lat pull-down machine. He needs to regain strength, so he needs to exercise. “Maybe the hunters were there last night,” said Josh. “Kyra called you a few times. You left your phone in the kitchen. Your room is closed, so I went back to the nook. Did you see?”

"The auctioneer's asking you. Care to raise?" The crowd was bracing for a good show when they caught the plain tremor in Karina's voice. "N-no more..." The hammer came down, and the hall went utterly still. I bent down, patted Karina's bloodless face, and murmured a single line into her ear. "You're lower than a dog!" "Layla, you rabid dog, you're dead!" Karina shrieked, "She's got a gun! Layla actually broke the Thorne family's own rule and brought a gun into the auction!"

He concluded. Shannon’s POV I stumbled upon the cemetery again on a scorching afternoon, my heart still heavy with unanswered questions. As I approached my Mom’s grave, I noticed a figure swiftly leaving the scene. It was the strange visitor who always lurked around. “Hey, stop!” I called out Instinctively, urging whoever it may be to wait. But as I moved after the figure, my head started hurting and the world spun around me. Soon, darkness engulfed my mind and I slipped into unconsciousness.

"Where are the others?" "Liam is with Ezra, not doing much but milking his injury for all he can get," Milli answered him with a slight smile. "And Colton and Tanner are burying Mason. Apparently, there's a cemetery there." "Too bad Hoyt's not in it," Kacey said with a huff. "I hope his prison life is a short one." Benny shrugged. "In prison, the paranormal world feels the same way as the human world when it comes to hurting kids. I'm sure Hoyt is heading into his own living Hell."

I would recognize those accessories anywhere, along with her tanned skin and tall, sleek body—this woman is Courtney. Discomfort snakes around my body, and suddenly, the woman lifts her head to stare straight into my direction. I tumble backward in response. Could she have seen me from that distance? I'm not sure what to believe. Hybrids are scary creatures with supernatural abilities—Courtney could have detected me. Fear grips my heart, and my question gets answered when a blur travels at lightning speed. After blinking, Courtney got a vise hold of my throat. She must be super fast. Her hands grip tighter around me, lifting me from the ground with a smile spreading over her red lips.

"Your people want to harm me. Do you think you can get away with it? Will Mom and Dad believe you or believe me?" Courtney bit her lower lip, surprised to find that she had actually opened the Third Eye and was able to save the surveillance footage. How did she manage to do that? "Marilyn, let's go." Janet watched as they walked away, and her whole body relaxed. "Janet, are you okay?" Courtney hurriedly reached out to help her up. "That place clearly had no surveillance cameras. Could it really be as powerful as Ms. Abigail claimed, that thing called the 'Heaven's Eye,' to be able to capture such clear footage..."

Time had left its mark on this ancient place, yet it still retained a powerful aura. The trio ventured through the broken, metallic door of the cemetery, Serene casting a glance over her shoulder to ensure the door remained open until their return. As Serene, Josie, and Anthony entered the cemetery, they were greeted by a haunting sight: thousands of graves, some broken and others empty. It seemed like the work of malevolent forces, as if they sought to harness the power that lingered here. Serene felt a tug in her soul, a sign that the spirits were aware of her presence, and demanded acknowledgment.