Paranormal Novels & Stories

I wonder if he can do this? I listen to them talk for a while but as I listen, I suddenly feel something pushing against me, telling me to get out and before I can stop what is happening I hear Aidan’s voice in my head. “Get out now Natalie, how are you doing this?” Then I feel as though a door is slammed into my face and I am left in the dark and I wake up in my cage. As soon as my eyes open I feel an unfamiliar presence in the room, I don’t move I keep my breathing steady as though I am still asleep. I hear a soft whimper and that makes me sit up, who cares about playing dead, I need to get out of here. I glance at the place where the noise seemed to have come from and I find the blue mons

I left it charging, so they could use it for as long as they wanted, and if what ghost hunters said was true, they could also draw energy from the battery at the same time. Back to the kitchen, I put to cook, wondering what I could watch over dinner. YouTube kept suggesting me a compilation of the best paranormal evidence captured by the infamous Haunters. No matter how many times I tapped the option to not show it anymore, it kept popping up. So after checking there was nothing interesting to watch anywhere else, I decided I could always have a good laugh and sat to have dinner and watch the rockstars scream like little girls. The moment Brandon Price started

The small movement caused her head to spin and made her feel nauseous. Annalise looked down and saw she was wearing clothes that were strange to her. The light, cotton pyjamas were a creamy colour with thin stripes of muted blue. They appeared new, the few items of clothing she owned were well worn and discoloured despite her taking immense care of them. Her hands and arms were covered in yellowing bruises and faint scratches and healing cuts were marring her fair skin. All this information was causing the headache that had dulled to start to pound at her temples again. Annalise had no idea where she was or who had taken care of her.

Grey. She’d conducted controlled interviews online with actual blood drinkers and even dissected the corpses brought to her doctor's lab. Who believes in paranormal stuff? Doctor Grey knew that vampires, shape-shifters, and other creatures of the night existed, even though her coworkers on the quantum physics side of the equation had not been privy to the truth. So, maybe someone had found out and this was a simple joke? Maybe her dreams had no connection.

Not worrying about my life. I sit on my bed again and recall everything that happened. I don’t know what is happening to me but I know that it connects in me. Maybe it was a vision. Maybe God gave me a gift after I came back from hell and maybe there will be a time that Devon and his friend will meet an accident and that is what I saw a while ago. It sounds weird but it happened because I believe that some people have that gift. They have the ability to know and see danger and death. They can see

It would be completely coincidental. With that thought as his last, he closed his page on his laptop and started going about his business, when he suddenly saw a very strange email that stuck out like a sore thumb amongst his business emails, it had been addressed to “Grayson and James Hudson, sons of Lilly Oliveira” that definitely had his attention. No one in the U.S knew his mother’s maiden name, he clicked on the email and began to read. The email was sent by someone named Samuel Oliveira and he was claiming to be his uncle, Grayson’s eyes started to widen as he continued reading. At that moment James stepped into his bedroom.

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."

he started walking away, "See you" I watched as he walked away remorseful. I won't say anything because he should know what's it feels like. He seems like a bungled child. Should knock some senses into his head. Aish...this is tiring! I can hardly keep myself company because of my studies and now I've to keep this ghost guy company. Why do you have to make my life miserable, God?! *** "Why can't they just shut up if they don't know anything about it?!!" I was surfing through the internet for the past two hours about paranormal activities. Unfortunately, almost everything they say is either a huge lie or a made-up story. Some of them are hilarious, I should adm

"I see you are a distracting spirit and you aim to make me not to remember and connect with my past but you can't stop me." She closed her eyes once more and started chanting some hidden words but nothing was working. "You can't use your powers while I'm here," the laughing voices said in one voice and continued laughing. I can do it she murmured, closed her eyes, and this time connected with her past and lost consciousness. "Noo" the laughing voices screamed and the sound of their laughter stopped. The blue parrot stopped in the front of a hill more than twenty-eight feet tall and turned back to the sexy damsel. "That's the hills of fire Logan."

It was the source of the towering waterfall going down. The trees around were gigantic and colorful, and flowers sprawled everywhere. He could not miss the various kinds of huge birds that seemed to play on air. They were bigger versions of peregrines, ravens, and owls. But he wondered why it was so quiet and no other odd creatures around. Weirdly enough, he could not see a thing, but he could feel a weird presence shivering through his spine. An invisible force seemed to lurk around him. He silently prayed that this was not the place where he would offer his life.