Norman Babcock Paranorman Novels & Stories

They bravely stood in his way, and the nurse he had pushed earlier directly called for hospital security. In no time, the people who were waiting on both sides of the corridor to undergo surgery or their families witnessed a white-haired man resembling a war god, knocking down everyone blocking his path. In just a moment, there was a sea of fallen bodies around him, and no one dared to stand in his way anymore.

“I don't want anything that has never belonged to Shawn, I don’t even have an existence without Shawn.” “Where are you headed, sir?” The cab driver asked with his eyes still focused on the road. Norman was quiet for a while. Then he sat up, “take me ‘D-spot',” he replied. The cab driver nodded and increased his speed. Norman paid the driver when he got to his destination and went into the club. He paid for a room because he wasn't going back home that night. The loud music resounded in his head as he walked in. He asked for a bottle of strong alcohol. He has never gotten drunk because he was scared of misbehaving and disappointing his father, but this time, he didn't want to care anymore.

Tanner was all ears and was not even surprised when I breathed out Veronica and Malia's names as two of Norman's mistresses. "Get your dirty hands from her if I were you, Tanner!" A loud and furious voice, out of the blue, grumbled in the room. Everything in the medical kit was scattered on the tiled floor when Norman grabbed my hand and pulled me to his side. Then imagine my surprise when he punched Tanner in the face. Hard enough he stumbled and plummeted to the floor. "I already warned you to stay away from Yvanna, you son of a corrupt officer!" Norman yelled angrily as he pointed a finger at Tanner. "Hold him!" he ordered his security guards which they obeyed right away.

“Hey, and maybe don’t give our drivers such a hard time when you see them. They’re prickly at best.” “Assholes at worst.” I laugh. “My mistake for thinking we were in the big leagues. If they can’t handle little ole me—” “Not many men can, Madonna.” His chuckle rocks his shoulders. I still don’t think I’m fully accustomed to all of us being adults, but here Norman is looking the part with his lanyard and embroidered name on his shirt. Khakis. He’s all in on the work these days, and into dad mode dressing. It suits him because happiness is the most obvious thing about him.

“Marcus, he saw it. He saw the camera. We’re screwed.” “Aria, calm down,” Marcus said, his voice a low, calm hum that was a stark contrast to her panic. “I know he saw it. I saw it too. That’s why I ended the call. Now listen to me very carefully. Norman never saw the camera. The man is a paranoid fool. He saw a cobweb, not the camera. You placed that device perfectly. He would never have been able to spot it. His little tantrum was just a display of his insecurity, which is exactly what I expected. You are not screwed. Nothing has changed. You are still safe.”

I never knew that this place existed in real life. Since I was young, I was locked up in an orphanage. And we aren't allowed to go out. I always wished that someone would adopt me. And that is my most regret in life. I thought I already saw rainbows and butterflies when Odin adopted me. But I was mistaken. The day he adopted me is the day my nightmare starts. I was just six years old back then when he brought me to The Ora. This is a secret criminal organization build-up of Hybrids and extraordinary beings with one mission: to destroy the world.

From what I have seen, he is not acceptable in that position anymore. After a while, Finn disappears and comes back with his arm around Ali. She looked a little drained, but she was glowing with the progress of her pregnancy. We sit there and watch more and more videos of higher rank officers doing things that they shouldn’t do to the lower servants. They stay for a while and Ali informs me of a few things that Norman would do when he knew no one was watching and most of the time; he used his healer command to stop everyone from talking about what he does to them. Once she had finished telling me what Norman and some of the others would do, I turned to Finn.

The slave shot her a menacing glare, forgetting his place. “ Their plan has two objectives. To take over the entire world, and to wipe you Abnormals out once and for all. Oh, how the idea makes me chuckle. The Paragon, the very reason you Abnormals have detested Half-Breeds for hundreds of years crushing you all. But don’t misunderstand, I’m not criticizing your ways. Quite the opposite in fact.

I did not understand what’s happening at that moment. “This is the reason that I left you and your mum. To keep you safe. I am a member of ‘The Keepers’.” The way he told that, and the expression on his face like I knew what the Keepers mean. Would I be proud that he was a part of a gang?’ “I know you do not know about the Keepers,” He continued, “But we are a part of an underground war against witches.”

Jenna was given an award for the youngest beautiful human Barbie with blue eyes, she's only four! Norman, whose parents were never allowed to step out, attended an event for the first time. He kept staring at Jenna from the beginning of the event. He then approached her immediately after it ended. He met Esteban on the same day, and they became friends. Esteban and Norman understood their assessments, protecting Jenna. Gradually, Norman began to influence Esteban. Esteban admired Norman, for him to be able to manage his family company at the age of seven, why can't he do it? He's just a year older than him!