Paranormal Nobodies Novels & Stories

“Are you okay?“ “Something doesn't feel right!“ She said, “What are you saying?“ “There are seven of us here right? Excluding Brian of course!“ she said facing them “Yeah, why are you asking?“ “There is someone else here with us!“ “You mean someone is spying on our conversation? How can someone else be here with us, like invisible?“ “Nah, this feels different, I can read every person's mind in this environment we are in, so there's no one outside nor the room next us that is eavesdropping on our conversation.“ she said pacing to and fro in the room. “So who is the person?“ Paul asked “I can't read its mind… Except it could only be for one person…” she said as she turned her head towards Bria

Sarah asks with a smirk. "This is not a joke, Sarah. But I am relieved it wasn't Austin who took that away. But I don't even know who this guy is," Ruth asks, concerned. "I don't know," I sigh, desperately trying to hold back my tears. Sarah, Ruth, and I head to Club Knight with a mission to uncover the identity of our mystery man. Sarah and Ruth assure me that the club keeps strict records of their customers. "No one goes unnoticed," they say. "Excuse me, we have a bit of a situation here," Ruth addresses the bartender on duty amidst the pulsating atmosphere of the club.

The grim reaper opened his hand and showed them the Tartarus and the never-ending sufferings of trapped souls along with Soleira, the spirit that creates the never ending illusion of grief, betrayal and sufferings. Joshua is about to speak when it turns into a crow and flies again. They headed back to the party. None of them are making noise because their mind had clouded with the thing that the crow had told them. Julia glanced at Joshua, whose eyes are staring blankly on the spot of the game while watching the players of the toilet wrapping paper game.

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

Raven said to Patricia as she was heading upstairs straight to her room with a gloomy mood. When she got to her room she kept on asking herself " where might he be? Why will he make friends with me just to dish me off the next day?" She kept on trying his number but it wasn't working. This continued for a week and Raven started to give up on seeing him again. She was really mad at herself for allowing a stranger into her heart that easy but she felt there was something special about Caleb and that was why they easily connected without any stress. When Raven got home that night, she was watching the news with Roger and Patricia and the reports showed that their have been some sightings of dea

In particular, the one in the middle, who was looking at her like… Like he wanted to eat her alive. Nora was a human. She had no connection whatsoever to werewolves. There was no reason that they should be paying attention to her. She tried to focus on the podcast that she was listening to. Some true crime thing that she’d been obsessed with for a while. “…and they found the body in the woods….” a soothing, woman’s voice was narrating the hideous details of a necromancer who had been murdering people to bring them back from the dead. Maybe it was weird that she found listening to other people’s grisliest traumas comforting. But there was something about knowing that everyone went through thi

‘Obviously’ Kieran thought. “She had her life sucked from her by a thing in all black. It didn’t have a shape, so I think it could be anything. The energy there isn’t like one I’ve sensed before. This isn’t like yours or Clara’s or Stephanie’s. It’s something much more dark and sinister”. “If you come across that energy again, would you know it?” he asked. “Yes” she said standing straight. “Turns out you’ll be useful in this after all” he said standing straight.

“Though, I am still wondering how the hell did the car get to the workshop, when we didn’t see a path to follow.” “It was definitely someone who has been to see Pierre before and was well acquitted with the area. Before he died, he mentioned something about how the dark one was always watching.” Dante frowned. “Don’t tell me you bought that nonsense he was spewing? What? Are we dealing with voodoo powers now?” “Maybe not voodoo,” I said. “Maybe he was someone that Pierre has never meant before. Dark one could just be a pseudonym.” “Hmm, that makes sense. He was probably dealing directly with the middle men, who work for this dark one.”

Ariel said honestly. "Everyone has an opinion on centerpieces," Marcus said. "You're just repressing yours." Britney, seated across the table, caught Ariel's eye and almost smiled, an actual smile, unguarded, and for a strange, disorienting moment Ariel realized this was the most normal her life had felt in months. No forged records. No hidden nurses. No unnamed cousin somewhere circling this family's secrets. Just fabric swatches and Marcus's increasingly dramatic objections to gold as a color family.

Josephine asked walking in Paige had pressed the emergency button they needed a doctor with them as soon as possible. "Helen can you hear me?" Josephine called out trying to wake her up Nolan rushed in with Allen. Allen immediately examined Helen "What's wrong with her?" Josephine asked "I think she's under some sort of spell. Something's tormenting her." Allen explained "Like an evil spirit?" Paige asked "Something like that." "Wake her up then. She's hurting." Josephine said "I don't know what we're dealing with so I can't wake her up except she tries on her own so let's hope Helen has the will to wake up." Allen said