Paranormal Activity Novels & Stories

Her big black eyes that always showed confidence, life and power were now holding consternation, a fear if she would be able to save her subjects from the treachery of evil. ***** Present What are these weird incidences taking place around them? The film playing in front of them like from a projector? Does sorcery, black magic and tantric practices exist in today's world? Alex was surprised at his own belief but the situations working around him was making him think about the unbelievable.

I glared down at the restraints and the doctor chuckled again. “I know you are tired,” she said as she began to undo the restraints. “I promise we will be as quick as we can with this.” I nodded and rubbed my eyes with my now free hand. Dominic kept hold of the other hand and I let him. I wasn’t sure if it was for my benefit or his, but I sure did feel more calm with him there. I waved my free hand for the doctor to carry on. She showed the chart with all the squiggly lines again and pointed to a part below where the lines were. “This is where most supernaturals would show if they were on the monitor while in active mode. And this is where your run of the mill human psychic would appear,” sh

Elizabeth said showing him the next page of the book that contained descriptions of the necromancers and drawings of a Celtic necromancer. “And that’s one of our theories of what could be happening here, to Crawley.” Thomas spoke with determination “we have our type of undead, we have three leads and time to figure this out”.

Ruth figured that everyone has a dream like that sometime. Tuesday, in Psychology class, they discussed ESP: precognition, telepathy, telekinesis, out-of-body experiences, paranormal things like that. Ruth said, "That's bunk. Prof. Lamachi, I challenge you to show some objective evidence of genuine ESP. If you can't, Dr. Lamachi, stop pretending that psychology is a science."

“Alpha Hayes? What's going on?” “You're not going to like this news,” he said, coming forward and handing me his phone so that I could watch the video playing. “It was put out on the Paranormal Watch not long ago.” The Paranormal Watch was a ghost social media platform for all non-humans to share news and updates concerning our lives. For werewolves, it was an easy way to understand what went on in another pack even if you were miles away from them. It gave us the freedom to freely expose the part of ourselves that we had to hide from humans. It had been in existence for as long as I could remember, and although every couple of years some wannabe would try to hack into the network, the site

Today, the needle twitches erratically, like it’s picking up something, but it can’t hold the signal. “Not helpful,” I mutter, suppressing the urge to thump it a few times. I stand slowly, turning in a circle. Everything about this place is slightly off, and it’s spreading. Not just here. I’ve seen it in three other territories this year alone. Wildlife acting strange, dreams bleeding through into waking hours, hunters going quiet without warning. At first I thought it was coincidence. Maybe even wishful thinking, since I’m always searching for cryptids and spirits.

Not the single powerful being we faced in Quebec, but multiple smaller presences that dart between dimensions, feeding on the chaotic energy while gradually establishing footholds in our reality. "Parasites," Lama Tenzin identifies them through careful observation. "Beings that cannot exist in stable reality but thrive in dimensional chaos. The artificial amplification creates perfect feeding conditions." "How do we get rid of them?" Emily asks, her instruments recording energy signatures unlike anything in our databases. "Starve them," Ani Dolma suggests. "Remove the chaos they feed on by restoring natural order to the manifestation process." "While the Chinese facility continues generating

In the past few days, the number of strange calls had continued to increase. Lindsay had been taking calls during the day, along with the deputies who were on duty. The calls she had taken included another poltergeist, a cattle mutilation, a strange humming noise that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere simultaneously, and, most recently, a gremlin. There had to be some way to end this chaos. All the strange calls were on top of the regular calls that generally come to the sheriff’s department. Lindsay had just walked into her office and sat down after the gremlin call when she saw Cat walking toward her door.

The bond pulses like a shared heartbeat. My father appears in the doorway. He's been coordinating with local paranormal contacts, trying to understand what's happening in the city. "It's worse than we thought," my father says. "There are at least forty new paranormal manifestations reported in Manhattan alone. Humans waking up as supernatural beings. Dormant paranormals suddenly aware of their full potential. And the paranormal criminal element is organizing. They're seeing opportunity in the chaos." "Opportunity to do what?" I ask. "To take power while traditional hierarchies are destabilizing," my father says. "The Council is fractured. Hunter organizations are conflicted about the new par

She closed the window where she was writing her essay and decided to further her research on 'paranormal'. After the series of incidents that happened with her, she had tried to look up the internet. Unfortunately, the search results came up with a bunch of YA fantasy and paranormal books and some real-life or so what they claim paranormal activities. Having been busy for the past week, she could not continue digging up information. She typed in a different question this time - Why do I hear voices Millions of search results came up in seconds. She rolled through some but halted when she read the title of the article. She immediately clicked it open. It was a blog post. She started reading.