Paranormal Nobodies Novels & Stories

Wilbur entered the crime scene on his own. Ronan asked at that moment, "Bro, do you think it's haunted?" Frankly, the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense was too mysterious, and the case was creepy. He was creeped out even though he was the captain of the special agents squad. "There are no such things as ghosts, believe in science," said Ryder nonchalantly. Ronan secretly cursed at him. 'Believe in science? Says the guy from the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense!' Wilbur entered the room and looked around. Frankly, he did not notice anything. He was worse than a regular investigator. However, he possessed abilities ordinary people did not have.

“No, I feel like I’m stuck in a dark chamber with no light and no way out. Can you see and feel what I’m feeling?” “No. All I can do is talk you through it. Like a phone call.” Aiden said, “I apologize, but without my being there physically with you, this is all I can do.” “It’s not your fault I can’t control this,” I said bitterly. “Nothing is happening.” I heard Sam’s voice, and then I saw something strange. It looked like neon blue sound waves rippling through the dark with increasing intensity. “What was that?” I said but Aiden didn’t reply, “Aiden? Where are you?”

The answers they sought lay buried in the shadows, waiting to be unearthed. As they delved deeper into their investigation, they discovered a pattern. The disappearances seemed to be centered around a nearby abandoned mansion that was rumored to be haunted. Legends spoke of a vengeful spirit haunting the grounds, seeking retribution for past wrongdoings. Undeterred by the supernatural rumors, Andrea, Jax, and Rachel ventured into the mansion, determined to confront the entity responsible for the disappearances. The dilapidated hallways echoed with eerie whispers as they made their way through the decrepit rooms.

"But what’s the fun in that?" The doorbell rings, startling me. "What a shame, he is here," Rhys announces. I’m still trying to figure out what he meant a moment ago. There’s a small monitor to see who is at the door. When I peek at it, my heart nearly stops. Pajama Guy is Shane? I look to Rhys, hoping he will rescue me, but give up. Birds of a feather flock together, and these two are close. I bet Rhys is an even bigger psychopath than his friend, seeing as he is the boss.

"My beautiful friends, it is nice to see your faces after such a long time, I mean it is been five years," Mr Nobody said in a corky demeanor as he inched closer to Mira and Cage on his wheelchair, already having them tied up in two different chairs. "Do you want something to drink?" He sarcastically proposed with a cold smile on his face. "So you are the goddamn mother fucker behind all of this; where is my child?" Cage was teetering on the edge of the chair, desperate to get his hands on Mr. Nobody, but he was trapped and had no other options.

Edyth Hargreaves walked up the path to Honora Talbot's back door. She had been friends with Nora for many years, and even when Nora physically died, Edyth still had conversations with her. Of course, it was not that unusual in this village. Many paranormal beings seemed to arrive here at some time or another. Some stayed and became part of the village, and the committee asked some to leave.

Each agent grabbed a file from his office, walking closely with their partner. Mika waved hello, I waved back. While approaching Mr Phenyo's office. I grabbed the case file then began reading through it. "Hidden?" I asked. "Yes! The case came to us, specifically to us. You know why that is right?" "Not really!" "Because, we solve paranormal cases.Miss Mokoena!" "But what is paranormal about this drug?" I asked. " It's red all over, there are tiny blue spots on the outer part of it. What else?"

My breathing lurched. Enclosed. Dark. The sound of water. All three closed in at once, and my vision went black at the edges. Salina stood outside the door, watching me through the last remaining gap. "Didn't you say you were going to make the De Luca family disappear?" "Go ahead." "Get yourself out of there first." The blinds dropped completely. The conservatory fell into near darkness. Only the overhead light remained, flickering like a fault in the wiring, on and off, on and off.

Zack exclaimed. "Seriously?" Shawn and Scarlett plated unsurprised gazes. "That's what I said," Dorian sighed. "But I still do believe in paranormals so—" "Look. Vampires? UFOs? They don't make any sense. Guys, we're not kids anymore," the tall raven haired newbie stated. "I agree with Shawn on this one." Scarlett nodded. "I think you've watched too much of Stranger Things. Next thing, you'll be running around the neighbourhood, on your bikes looking for clues."

"The Silent Ones. Not the cult. The original Silent Ones. Wolves who made a pact with the void. They exist in the spaces between. They do not have bodies. They do not have minds. They are pure shadow." "How do we fight something that does not have a body?" "You do not. You survive it." The weeks pass. The presence returns. Every night. At first, it is just a feeling. A cold spot in the room. A whisper at the edge of hearing. Then it grows stronger. Kael notices. "You are not sleeping." "I cannot. Every time I close my eyes, I see it." "See what?" "A shape. A wolf made of shadow. It stands at the foot of the bed and watches me."