Paranormal Mystery Novel Novels & Stories

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Lastly, do note that this is not a horror book, but they are traces of horror in it (depending on the readers perspective). Unless the author makes a mistake, the main genre of the book is a mystery, and will only be known, after the book is completed. Thanks for your time, you are now ready to dive into a world of mysteries and thrills.

Ariel went silent looking at him for a while that he thought she didn't wanna reply. He opened his mouth to say something when she smiled and kissed him on the lips. "Thanks, baby, you're free to go." Logan kissed her back, nodded his head, and walked out in slow steady strides. Yes! Ariel screamed immediately he was out of sight jumping on the bed happily. She took out a neatly placed novel in her bookshelf which she purchased from the earthly realm with the help of her personal maid. DEMON LEVIATHAN( THE BANISHED SON OF LUCIFER) BY GHOSTWRITER she read out loud and dread filled her followed by curiousness.

“That’s what have been thinking of the case, it could be a beast he created or something worse, that might end up killing every being in this city. And we need to stop it before it completely destroys us.” He was facing the wall, his hands crossed at his back. Staring at the hair at intervals. Could it be a sign or something. What or who was held in here? That he had to look into. And find out everything he had to know about Lucas and his missing assistant. Anika. The paranormal researcher could obviously be something else. And all that he has to find out.... “And one more thing, Detective.” Detective Sean turned to him, giving him his full attention.

Or was she just spent half of her time reading Anne Rice’s novels and watching the Twilight movies? Either way, she knew something’s terribly and immensely wrong. She can smell it. Her intuition, who’s been ‘guiding’ her since girlhood, keeps on whispering to her that it’s something beyond Science’s explanation—something paranormal is going on. This was due to the fact that a person’s eye colors do not switch in a heartbeat unless she’s having one of her ‘awakened dreaming’ again. During her grade school days, she sometimes bragged to her classmates that she can smell anyone a hundred miles away and that she can even guess their birthday without physically asking them.

I replied as I got to business ignoring him, even though he too also ignored me. I already missed seeing his face, I guessed that's the main reason I came around. I cleaned the Library last and I sat down to read the most interesting and horrific Novel I have ever laid my hands on. People keep dying if they make noise and what is giving suspense now is that the main author's junior sister was just kidnapped by something I don't know and the main actor looked worried, afraid of the fact that his junior sister might have died the same miserable and horrific death his senior sister died. Well, I would have liked to read the novel finished today but I don't want Damon to suspect that I am taking

He began hitting the door and called for help but no one answered his cries. Joe fell to the floor and was starting to lose feeling in his muscles. He held out his hand in desperation and touched the door with his finger. His touch seemed to somehow unlock the door from inside. The bolts clicked open and the padlocks broke off and the door creaked open. Joe got up and ran out of the cold room. He ran along the corridors and whenever he got close to a door, it would open by itself. His palms were as bright as the sun and he looked at them with confusion. Weird things had happened to Joe before but nothing as weird as this. He didn't think too much about it but instead saw it as a golden oppor

I walked in causing me to notice how weird people were glancing at me. I ignored them as I walked to the third section of the shelf arrangement. I noticed the raven-haired lady that sat at the other side of the room. She was looking at me making to throw a smile at her. I started looking through the sections of the shelves for a place that holds anything connected to wolves. I smiled on sighting the section that read ‘Paranormal.’ I began bringing out the books one by one in hope that I find any book relating to wolves. ‘After about five minutes of searching, I couldn’t find anything. I sighed out of frustration placing my palm on my waist in an akimbo. My eyes halted on a book with dark the

Once he finished reading the file, he meticulously went through it again, word by word. After reviewing it thoroughly, Landon confirmed that he had not misread anything. The hotel mentioned in the document also had a detailed address recorded. Landon pressed his temples, and his gaze turned cold as he fixated on the hotel's name on the document. He read it over and over again. It was a hotel name he would never forget. Five years ago, it was something he had tried hard to forget, and now, it exploded in his mind once more. The pulsating heat in his veins, the hazy and heavy memories... It was like thorny vines viciously entangling him, growing tighter with each passing moment.

“That glow in your hands? That’s one of your gifts. The Paranormal Sense. It warns you—lets you feel when something evil is near.” My breath caught. “What do you mean by evil?” “We won’t know,” Nathan said quietly, “until you see it.” But then—a screech tore through the silence. Not human. Not natural. All heads turned. We raced out of the room. And froze. Down the corridor—chaos. Blood smeared across the walls. Two guards were pinned to the ground, screaming as shadowy figures fed on them, tearing at flesh with movements too fast to track. Gunshots rang out—pop-pop-pop!