Disneyland Disappearances Novels & Stories

"I'm not too sure about the details, but there are discussions about the case online. Chanel was eighteen at the time, and very pretty. Aside from this case, there are a few others where people have witnessed objects vanishing into thin air. I have too little info to conduct any thorough investigation though. I activated our global security system and found a lot more cases of women vanishing throughout Novemton. I don't have enough data to verify the truth about their disappearances. Some think it was caused by humans while others think it's a supernatural phenomenon." "Movia isn't far away from us. Send me the farm's location. I'll go take a look." "Okay." After Mya sent over the location,

Rocky was sentenced to 27 years to life. ROCKY HAD BEEN inside about a year and a half when his little sister, Renee, and a friend of hers disappeared. Her friend’s name was Nancy Rubia, and they were both 13 years old. Renee was daring, uncontrollable. Both girls were already running away from home, staying out late, drinking. They were last seen on the night of January 24, 1982, getting into a Pontiac Firebird with two men. Renee and Nancy were found a few days later in an irrigation ditch off

he gave them the job. "We'll try to work that out, sir," the girls said and left his office. That week, there was a mass theft followed by the disappearance of 21 people in the city. The defence duo tried and tried and tried. One evening, 20 of the disappeared people returned to the city. The people reported that they saw some oddly dressed people take them. But, the curious thing was that the people didn't remember what had happened after that. The people were found to fainted inside the cave. Unfortunately, the 21st was found dead near the city lake. It was also due to a severe nerve attack.

I can't make sense of what she's saying to Mother. All I know is that whatever she's saying, it's not working. Because Mother just pulled her from the ground, shaking her by her shoulders and then proceeds to keep walking towards the main gate. “What's going on?” I whisper to myself, aware of the chills running through my body. “Is this how everyone disappears?” Sister Martha. Sister Ivory. Sister Liliana. Sister Tina. All of them. Gone. They were in the convent at some point, and then they weren't. Their disappearance all happened at different intervals, but…

Donnie asked. "Forgive me. I was wrong. I mean, my grandfather disappeared in 1998 before the riots. It was Bradley who was the trigger for the riots that overthrew President Suharto,” I said. "Yeah, that's what I heard," said Donnie. "But I don't know exactly how he disappeared," I said. "Yes, there are a lot of rumors going around that he was missing and was kidnapped by the army," said Donnie. "Yes. That's what I heard, but I don't know how Bradley got kidnapped,” I said. "Can you tell me?"

"No identification." "The coroner never questioned it." Morales frowned. "That's impossible today." "It wasn't impossible in 1996." Jonathan replied. Rebecca walked toward Claire's cradle. Her mind was racing. "So Margaret disappeared." "Jonathan disappeared." "Daniel disappeared." She turned around. "How many people have been hiding all these years?" Jonathan's answer was immediate. "Too many." At that moment, Sebastian was no longer listening. He had wandered back to the bookshelf. One title caught his attention.

She shook her head. "That's the scariest part. He didn't leave a single clue and they didn't find a body, neither could they be tracked with their scents. It's like they disappeared into thin air. The other packs begged Gillian to delay reporting the news with the hope that they'd find the children on time to avoid a war—"

They seemed to be afraid that if they startled me by being overly enthusiastic, I would somehow disappear again. I lowered my head and took a sip of the hot soup. My heart gradually filled up with a warmth that was both comforting and painfully bittersweet. I finally had a home. After dinner, Padre had all the information gathered over the years brought into the study. The thick stack of files included the police report from the year I had disappeared and clues tied to underground trafficking networks. There were also records of the Rinaldi family's search efforts that had stretched across nearly the entire West Coast over the years.

"I'm good, but I've been better." That earned her a laugh. "I'm guessing you miss school." She nodded and looked over his shoulder. "Where's Dennis?" We had told her that Clement was joining us, but that Vivian and Tory had to stay behind. Vianne and I shared a look since we knew where the man was—in Darwin. He was the best at theft and stealth. What we learned about Janice and her family hadn't been good, all of them had disappeared, concerned friends and coworkers reporting them missing after forty-eight hours. We hadn't found out sooner, because for some reason their case was under so much shit that our contact within the local department couldn't find out anything until he went through t

I was about to invent an excuse when my phone pinged. A Facebook notification from Bella. The photo showed Alexander at Disney World, carrying Lucas on his shoulders as fireworks exploded above them. Lucas was wearing a suit identical to Leo's. The caption read: Thank you for the magical night. My two knights.