Paranormal Activity Endings Novels & Stories

“This ends now.” ***

"They always arrive before the ending." The notebook on the desk suddenly burst open. Words raced across every page. Not one story. Thousands. Millions. Each page showed a different ending. In one... Adrian sacrificed himself. In another... the White Tree burned forever. In another... the Final Reader destroyed every world. Then... the pages stopped. Only one remained blank. The Pen of Endings began shaking inside Adrian's hand. It refused to point toward the notebook. Instead... it pointed toward the boy. Adrian stared at him.

Hugh had taken a bullet to the heart, and all his lies had finally caught up with him. It all seemed like it was meant to be. This was where it ended. No matter what came next, no matter who came for me, I was still Tasmin Sheargold. [The End.]

He stared at her in disbelief before collapsing into a heap. I took advantage of the chaos to escape. Before long, I saw Anthony’s car nearby. He was searching for me. “Hurry, Serena’s going to kill me!” I cried. We quickly made a police report. By the time we arrived back on the scene with the cops, we found Serena sitting on the ground and holding Cyrus, crying and laughing at the same time. “I really love you, Cyrus! You can’t leave me.” Cyrus was on the brink of death, lying motionless in her arms. The cops took them both away, while Anthony and I went home.

During that time, none of her calls to me went through, and every message she sent sank without a reply. After seven days with no contact, Ines grew increasingly anxious. She could no longer listen to Marcus's advice and went straight back home. But the house still looked the same as it had a week earlier. The thin layer of dust on the table and chairs showed that no one had lived there for days. Ines searched the house and found no trace of me, then rushed out to look. Halfway down the street, she ran into Mrs. Miller, the neighbor. Mrs. Miller asked with concern, "Ines, how is Arthur doing? Has he recovered? There was so much blood that day. It was terrifying."

I slipped down to the floor as I hissed in pain, my vision becoming darker. Samuel did not even look at me as he yelled at me impatiently. "Stop acting! How much strength could Morgan possibly have!" Then, he helped Rachel up and comforted her gently. "Are you okay? I'll take you to your room. Don't bother with this crazy woman." I watched them walk away together, and tears rolled down without a sound. So, this was what it felt like when a heart finally died. Not long after, Samuel stormed out of the study with red eyes. "Cindy! You went into my study and smashed it?!"

Not happy endings. **************************************************

We are home. THE END

“Their blood binds and breaks. Their presence unravels balance. Through them, the old world ends. Only to be saved, when their life is gone.” “No,” I whisper. My hands start to sweat. I wipe them on my pants and turn the page too fast, like I can outrun what’s coming. I can’t. “All paranormal beings shall fall not by their hand alone, but by what their existence invites.” The room feels smaller. The walls press in. My heartbeat thunders so loud I’m sure someone can hear it through the stone. “This is wrong,” I say out loud. “This is some dramatic metaphor thing. Like… symbolic. Right?”