Paranormal Novels & Stories

His eyes flicked around like he was looking for some sort of evidence of a response to his words. Hailey went to the window and closed it firmly. “That’s enough from you today. You are quite enough. I want Eddie here. If you make him leave, I’ll leave with him, and where will you be there? Hm?” “Hailey, we can’t keep this up. We need to find out what this thing’s attached to and have it dealt with. The paranormal team is still at the inn. I can talk to them and get them to come here and help us figure out how to deal with it. I know you don’t want them messing with your dolls or any spirits there. But this one seems different from those. This one is so much da

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.

I watched as the words curled into ash, then tossed the burned note and the broken glasses into the trash can beside me. "Thanks for the blessing. Psychopath." I spoke softly. The bell above the front door rang. "Mark! We got a job!" My new apprentice shouted from outside. "They pulled an unidentified body out of the Hillsbalt River! It's been in the water so long that it's falling apart! The police want you to stitch it back together!" "Charge extra! Water damage costs double!" I shouted back. Grabbing my black makeup case, I pushed through the door and strode outside.

He made a bowl of cereal and crunched on it while he scrolled through his search history, it had been a series of paranormal related things the past few weeks, he was scrolling through this site he had been visiting frequently when he saw something that made the spoon clatter to the floor. THE RED SUN PHENOMENA written in bold red crimson, he clicked on it and his phone blacked out. He started pressing the power button multiple times but it refused to come on. “Shit, don’t tell me I just blacked out my phone over this.” he put his head on the counter and groaned, “Just when I think life can’t get even more fucked up it does.”

Elena's POV He is weird! A very weird weird weird creature and I hate him so much! One minute he becomes so caring and then at another moment he shows what he really is! A monster! Yeah! A monster!! Manik Monster Malhotra! If you are thinking I have gone crazy than congratulations! You are right! I've become insane and if some kind of sanity is left then I'm sure it won't take much time to be converted into insanity! What the hell does that man thinks of himself?

My brows furrowed as I scrolled. It was full of supernatural theories, secret societies. Non-human entities. Stories of men who appeared and disappeared at will. Figures who manipulated reality from behind the scenes. I snorted softly. “This is ridiculous.” I refined the search and tried again. The same nonsense stared back at me. I felt a strange chill crawl up my spine, not fear exactly, but irritation mixed with disbelief. “No,” I said aloud. “That’s not possible. Those things don’t exist.” I dropped the phone onto the desk harder than necessary.

she laughed. “Lance said that paranormal investigating denotes events or phenomena that are beyond the scope of normal scientific understanding,” I replied. “Well, that’s true,” she said, “but in today’s world it also means someone who investigates things that go bump in the night.” “Oh, hell no!” I bellowed. She laughed and raised her brows. “What’s this? Is my level-headed best friend afraid of ghosts?” “I’m not, but you are,” I said with emphasis. “Not anymore,” she replied. “I met Agatha and she set me straight on a bunch of stuff. I think we’ll be alright with our new line of investigating. It’ll certainly be sure to bring more interesting cases.”

Had I not seen her doing all those things, I would not have thought that there was anything strange about her. Puzzled, I sent a DM to the person who had replied to my post. [What did you mean by that? What’s this about something paranormal happening around me?] The person replied quickly, [Girl, your roommate is performing the Guiding Ritual! It’s an ancient ritual. I don’t know the specifics, but it’s nothing good. Be careful. Those who perform this ritual usually have their reasons.] The Guiding Ritual. I did not recognize that term at all, but it did not sound like the average ritual.

I spent the next few days learning the purpose of and how to use the equipment that Nora had purchased in preparation for our taking on the paranormal. I found it both interesting and frustrating. There were gadgets for almost everything one might imagine, such as electromagnetic detectors and thermometers. Apparently, ghosts use electricity to help them manifest and, when they do, the temperature in the room will change even if you can’t see them. Being a skeptic at heart, I found the equipment both interesting and amusing.

Exhausted, frustrated, and confused, Rio sat alone in the library. Books are scattered at the table in front of him. These books were all about paranormal beings. Creatures that are believed to have existed among us but stayed hidden from the mortal’s eye at least. Rio massages his forehead removed his reading glasses and closed his eyes.