Paranormal Mystery Novel Novels & Stories

"Her salary isn't even eight grand a month, yet she can casually throw out a million dollars in hush money. Where did the money come from?" I wiped down the autopsy table while bloody water flowed into the drain. Summer lowered her voice. "The department has always suspected she takes private jobs. "There have been several wealthy people in the city who died under suspicious circumstances. The cases were wrapped up too cleanly, too. "Some people say she's a professional cleaner. She helps powerful people deal with problems and turns them into accidents or suicides. "But she's never left any evidence behind." "Then go investigate. "Keep an eye on Emma. Something's definitely going to happen t

he said pointing to a file of papers on the desk. “What is it all about?” Olivia asked, picking up the file casually. “There have been a few suspicious killings in a remote town in Norway, four to be precise, over the past three weeks. The Paranormal Authority has flagged the incidents. They suspect foul play… you know…as in supernatural involvement. So I have approved the mission,” he explained. “How can you be so sure? Could be a psychopath on the loose,” Olivia said, reclining in her chair.

Raven couldn't help but wonder what other surprises lay in store for her in this mysterious encounter with Adaora. As she reached out to grab the book, her heart skipped a beat. It was the one she had been searching for, The Night Watcher and The Vampire. She breathed a sigh of relief as she flipped open the book, eager to delve into its contents and find the answers she was looking for. The previous night, she had only briefly glimpsed at the title, without taking the time to look at the book's content. As Raven perused the pages, she couldn't help but notice that the vast collection of books that surrounded her were paranormal books.

I said, attempting to steer the conversation back on course. “Er.” Asher cleared his throat, clearly trying to keep up with my bizarre line of questioning. “Yes, so there is only one mention, but it’s as if we’re missing some pages.” My focus was back now. “Explain.” “The author of this entry has written here.” Our scouts apprehended a rouge today who was trying to cross our boundary lines. The rouge said he was running from a werewolf who was conjuring fireballs at him. We suspect he is mad but have locked him in the dungeon for questioning.

The project that they initially came for, their bonding night out, the incident that changed their whole lives and put them on the fast paced pedestal that was this past week. A week! It had seemed like a month, weeks, with all that had happened. Without doubt, they had all matured greatly and learned a lot from the experience... things that they were not going to forget in a hurry! Like the fact that... they could not deny the paranormal. After all, the lack of evidence was not the evidence of lack. Luckily, since Michelle was discharged and spoke to her parents, there was no need for the emergency plane service which would lead to a lot of bad publicity for the charity organization and rai

My breathing finally normalized, and I began to calm down. I knew now that the mystery guy was real, and that he was connected to my mom's blood on the mirror in my house. My heart began to race again as the realization hit me, he was a vampire and he was stalking me. I hoped to God that it had nothing to do with why I had been changing lately. If my dreams were real, and that vamp was messing with my head, was I turning into a vampire? I took in a deep breath then spoke in a hushed voice,

he said pointing to a file of papers on the desk. “What is it all about?” Olivia asked, picking up the file casually. “There have been a few suspicious killings in a remote town in Norway, four to be precise, over the past three weeks. The Paranormal Authority has flagged the incidents. They suspect foul play… you know…as in supernatural involvement. So I have approved the mission,” he explained. “How can you be so sure? Could be a psychopath on the loose,” Olivia said, reclining in her chair.

I protested as I quickly looked to see how many evil stares I was getting as a result of his attention. To my surprise and relief, they were all too preoccupied with conversation that sounded high pitched and argumentative to pay any attention to me. “Paranormal does not mean ghost hunter. It denotes events or phenomena that are beyond the scope of normal scientific understanding,” he offered. “I would say that getting impressions from places or things falls in that category. Wouldn’t you?” I thought for a moment and then nodded. “What have you gotten from this place?” he asked.

"They have, ever since she was born." Cassandra set the little serpent among the piles of gold coins. The creature sagged in defeat and exhaustion after lying before that terrible fire. "There it is," Vasilisa's voice came from behind a mountain of walnut-sized raw rubies. It wasn't hard to find the book. It was placed on a golden stand in between two golden Sirin statues. The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing.

The author assures you that this is not a typical or cliché type of mermaid story. While El Nido, Palawan exists in the Philippines, all characters and events in this book are products of the author’s imagination and have no relation to any namesake. All incidents in this body of work are entirely fictional and are in no way related to anyone who is known or unknown to the author. Plagiarism is a crime and therefore, punishable by law. Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?”