Mount Shasta Disappearances Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes at his apology; he give me a genuine smile then continued. “Ok, I get it sassy pants. Well, when the two highway patrol officers discovered your R. V parked near a national forest for endangered wolves they alerted the park police of your disappearance, your family was apparently camping in an area where extinct wolves lived and are forbidden to tourists.” My eyes widened what the hell was he talking about, that couldn’t be. “Wh—Where.” “Colorado mountains.” He said nonchalantly. I stared dubiously. I closed my eyes, trying to recall anything. No memory emerged I was completely in the dark.

"I think it's related to whatever happened with the Uduma Desert. Adrian was there when it disappeared, so he must’ve witnessed whatever happened there. I think he's looking into its disappearance. Anyway, let's just wait for him here. Who knows? He might come home soon." Samantha smiled wryly when she heard this. She thought Adrian would return home after everything at Wyvern Peak was over. Yet, the Uduma Desert incident happened. However, she did not mind this as she was used to him being this way. *** After Mya left One Jewel Road, she called a few historians to ask about Mount Thunder but failed to get any leads. There were no historical records of such a mountain. It was not until three

I scoffed. “The men who abducted you… they're… they…” “They are what?” I questioned softly. “Disappeared,” Micheala stated. “What do you mean by disappeared?” I asked, confused and shocked. “Two of the men shot themselves while the police were attacking them and the remaining two have been off the grid. The police have nothing on them. It's like they just vanished into thin air,” Emily spoke up. “That's not possible.” I replied. “But it is. That's exactly what happened. We all know some shady stuff might have happened but we don't know how.”

The answers they sought lay buried in the shadows, waiting to be unearthed. As they delved deeper into their investigation, they discovered a pattern. The disappearances seemed to be centered around a nearby abandoned mansion that was rumored to be haunted. Legends spoke of a vengeful spirit haunting the grounds, seeking retribution for past wrongdoings. Undeterred by the supernatural rumors, Andrea, Jax, and Rachel ventured into the mansion, determined to confront the entity responsible for the disappearances. The dilapidated hallways echoed with eerie whispers as they made their way through the decrepit rooms.

“Your body is warm. You bleed when cut. You feel everything. “That’s because your soul is still holding on. Your unfinished business is keeping you here.” Stella wept. “It’s to the point you manifested a physical form.” My mother hugged me and said, “Honey, we’re sorry. The priest said you’d never leave unless you believed there was nothing left for you here.” “Otherwise, your soul would be lost forever. “So we staged everything. We didn’t disappear; we used a blessed prayer that hid us from restless souls.” I stood there, frozen, as every piece of the puzzle clicked into place. That explained why the police could not see me, why my family was afraid, and why I couldn’t find any evidence.

Nuray explains. “A few months ago I had free time on my hands and decided to go through and double-check various missing person cases and found a large suspicious number of disappearances taking place in Washington. Only a small number of them were flagged in our system while the others went unnoticed, and no bodies ever turned up. These missing people ranged in race, and gender but all in their early twenties. Originally I suspected it was sanguidae attacks and I had plans to come to Washington to investigate further,” Yildiz explains further.

They had discovered true vampires just a little too late. She finally had to move on to something else. She'd spent the day working on the morning star problem, putting numbers and rough dates of disappearances down in a spreadsheet as well as putting markers on G****e Earth. They'd gotten a few responses from out of state, but most of the faerie disappearances were occurring right there in Georgia. There was an entire colony down in Macon that hadn't reported in, which surprised those in the colony of Nature's Glory. Relations between the two groups had always been amicable.

But then she quickly masks it, nodding along with the same explanation that Adam had given me. “Ethan was one of your business partners. He was on the cruise with you guys…” Stella says that when the accident happened, he disappeared. They’re still searching for him and the others and she hopes that they find Ethan, as well as the other people soon. Her words are almost identical to what Adam told me, but the way she says it feels rehearsed, like she’s reading from a script. Something about her tone makes me uneasy, and I can’t help but feel like she’s not telling me the whole truth.

I didn't want to pressure him, but I couldn't let anything wrong happen to this lovely, innocent girl, so I decided to share more info with him. "Three of our warriors disappeared the same day they went on patrol. The tracks leading to the valley of three ponds near the access road to the sawmill stopped there. It was as if they had vanished into thin air." I slumped in my seat, sharing the most closely guarded details of a case that involved only a few people. "Zero traces, no scents, no clues. Three tall lycans disappeared as if they had evaporated." I added, still trying to understand what that meant.

I flipped through my notes, skimming over scribbled dates and statements from my earlier research: - Six people have been missing in the last four months. - Last seen near “The Deadwood” - Locals refuse to talk about it—fearful? Superstitious? - Rumors of “animal attacks” with no evidence. I tapped my pen against the paper. Animal attacks. That was the official story floating around. Bears, wolves—whatever helped keep people calm. But the bodies, or rather the lack of them, didn’t match that theory. No remains had ever been recovered. No trails. No blood.