Paranormal Novels & Stories

If she didn’t start talking soon, I’d be hotwiring my truck again and praying to the moon it would stay in working order all the way back to Vermont. “Well,” she finally started. “People have started asking about you. Several have been wolves, too. It’s like… like word got around that the vigilante rogue isn’t on the scene, and in the past five days alone there has been a huge spike in paranormals acting out. Oh, and that strip club you were keeping an eye on? Yeah, it’s definitely run by succubi and incubi.” My eyes widened in shock. “No!” I shrieked.

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.

I have never been the same since the accident. I feel like something is wrong with me. The visions that I saw before the accident are getting intense. I feel like I am not the same anymore. I am getting weirder and weirder too. I can hear voices from the dead. I can see scary things that only my eyes can see, I can see visions and weird, scary scenarios and I can read minds too but not much.

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.

He’s now going to put one such improved piece of equipment to the test. “Thank you, Shayla. As many realize. I am a member of the Devlin Computer Family. It’s been my job for a long time to develop many of the devices from Devlin Electronics. Now, while I take time away from my position. I can’t stop creating. It’s in my blood. So, I am exploring the scientific approach of recording paranormal events. It’s all in the concept stages. But I believe this is a market of electronics and computers that are not properly explored. “Now, as Shayla’s say, I’ve been working on increasing the sensitivity and accuracy of these devices. This scans radio frequencies and look