Elemental Paranormal Novels & Stories

I'd heard stories of elementals, powerful elementals who could control lightning, who could control the mind, and many other unimaginable things, though I had not yet met any of them. There were many other groups of Paranormals here, and each of them had their own specialties and powers. The common thing however, was that everyone fought for a favourable positions on the food chain. I looked at my watch and found out that if I didn't come out of the water now, I would run late. So, I quickly jumped out of the water, used my air magic to dry myself in a puff of steam, and quickly selected a simple gown from my wardrobe. I wouldn't say I was rich, but then I wasn't complaining either. I could

“What aren’t you telling me?” “What you’re feeling is the effects of something called a morphling. It’s a type of paranormal parasite that attaches itself to a living being and feeds off their essence. It feeds off them till there is nothing left. The morphling is an automatic death sentence. There is no way to save the host because the moment it latches, the person's essence is corrupted, evil, there’s nothing salvageable of the host.” Ezra explained with a shrug and a deep sigh as he ran his hand over his face and through his hair. I blinked in surprise and looked at him like he was certifiably crazy.

“I have my spirit form. If I were to die for any reason, I would still be here.” “How do you know that’s how it would work?” “Because that’s how it has always worked with the spirit element wielders, and honestly, I am still waiting for my mother to show up.” “You think she survived?” I shook my head. “No, I know she is dead, but her spirit is still here. All spirit wielders stay in this realm as ghosts or spirits and can communicate with others with the same elemental abilities. I can feel that she is still around, but right now, she feels far away. Being a spirit elemental is complicated because a lot of our abilities are not in what we can see or perceive, but in what we can’t.” I yawned

The project that they initially came for, their bonding night out, the incident that changed their whole lives and put them on the fast paced pedestal that was this past week. A week! It had seemed like a month, weeks, with all that had happened. Without doubt, they had all matured greatly and learned a lot from the experience... things that they were not going to forget in a hurry! Like the fact that... they could not deny the paranormal. After all, the lack of evidence was not the evidence of lack. Luckily, since Michelle was discharged and spoke to her parents, there was no need for the emergency plane service which would lead to a lot of bad publicity for the charity organization and rai

“If that’s true, then who are the last elements?” “Well, I’m pretty sure that Clurife,” she hissed the name with as much disgust as she could muster, “is the element of earth being the son of Hades. And whoever is killing these people aren’t only going after those with divine blood, they’re targeting the descendants of Poseidon.” Eliza turned and with a press of a button projected the search results onto the television screen. “Whoever it is, is trying to prevent us from obtaining the last element . . . the element of water.”

As Sable delved deeper into the book, she discovered a section dedicated to elemental magic—a topic that resonated deeply with her. The pages were filled with intricate diagrams and instructions on harnessing the power of fire, water, earth, and air. Eager to put her newfound knowledge into practice, Sable ventured back to the sacred grove where she had obtained the pendant. With the crystal of eternity pulsating around her neck and the Book of Ancients clasped firmly in her hand, she stood facing a mighty oak tree.

Tears now dripping on her cheeks and she wiped it away. "Let me tell you something" she continued. "Mira is an elemental Badblood. Elemental Badbloods are those who can harness and manipulate the forces of nature. Make use of the fire, the earth below, the water, those who can summon the wind, those who can manipulate the plants and those who can command the animals. But fire, wind , and water elementals are rare. There are also Badblood who can transform into animals, some have super strength, some can fly, some have the power of sight and knowledge, and many more. But the powerful of all Badbloods are the Inkur. Those who were given the power of life and death, those who draw power from th

he drags his hand through his hair. “What do you mean elementals?” Lei asks and I look at her. Damn her hair is fire fucking red. Does that mean it matches her magic? Oh my gosh… I have magic as well and my hair is fucking silver! What the hell else has changed? “Elementals means that the witch has control over a specific element… like fire, air, water, earth and spirit” “How come there are no other elementals?” cause I mean how did we become ones. That means our parents are supernatural. Mind blown. I don’t think my mum showed any signs.

I watched as the words curled into ash, then tossed the burned note and the broken glasses into the trash can beside me. "Thanks for the blessing. Psychopath." I spoke softly. The bell above the front door rang. "Mark! We got a job!" My new apprentice shouted from outside. "They pulled an unidentified body out of the Hillsbalt River! It's been in the water so long that it's falling apart! The police want you to stitch it back together!" "Charge extra! Water damage costs double!" I shouted back. Grabbing my black makeup case, I pushed through the door and strode outside.