Paranormal Web Novels & Stories

He barks out a laugh, making me jump in surprise. "What kind of witch are you? Can you not read?" My cheeks heat up more, but now from anger. "I can read!" "Really." He flips the book shut before leafing through the first few introductory pages. "'Demonology'." "What?!" I rip the book out of his hands. My eyes land on the first few paragraphs underneath the introduction. 'Demonology: How To Trap, Capture, and Keep Your Demon. A How To Guide On All Things Demon Related. Magic, Curses, and Keeping Your Demon From Magical Outbursts'.

Irene peeks over his shoulder to see him opening his note-taking app, the pen of his tablet ready to write down whatever information Safira is about to give him. "My friend, she... she's pregnant and is due to give birth around next week. People around her including me have noticed her acting strange these past few weeks." Safira recounts. Kai raises an eyebrow, writing down 'Kuntilanak', 'Sundel bolong', and 'Kuyang'. "And you're sure this is a paranormal phenomenon and not some form of prenatal depression or anxiety?" He asks, his tone is more akin to assurance rather than questioning. "I'm sure. I urged her to go see a psychologist and there was nothing wrong with her mentally. She kept d

I sit down on the couch beside her and wait for her to start. “You know how you told me about the nightmares you were having and that they started about a year ago.” “Yeah.” I say wondering where she’s going with this conversation. “Well I was looking it up on the Internet about three days ago and I found a peculiar website that had strange information on it. It was called Ma vista. I don’t know what that means but I think you are one of the three that live in the world at one time.” She looks over at me to see if I am comprehending what she’s saying, “They were created to stop monsters from destroying the human race, the website said that it started 4 thousand years ago when a wizard realis

She told Alexander about everything starting from her uncle's miserable mental health, the missing of Aunt Stella, the phone call she got with his number, her visit to the haunted house, the fakir's rescue, voices and growls of the monster which she often hears in her head. Alexander was speechless noting his 'would be' wife's mental health. He obviously did not believe in sorcery or black magic that Amara had talked about. No educated youth would believe in such sick practices. He decided to consult a psychitriast but was this entirely Amara's psychic sickness or indeed an evil power was looming around her? The growling voice he heard on the phone? Was it just an illusion?

So that our faces were just inches away. "Do I look like a mortal?" He asked. I tried my best to break away from that gaze. Since he was actually quite close, I realized how his eyes resembled like a dark stormy sky. They almost looked lifeless. Like deep pits of a never ending hole. I wanted to look away. But something wasn't letting me do that. A strange force. Not like the one people describe in stories. No, it was more like the sleep paralysis kind of force. I wanted to look away. But I couldn't.

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

I grinned at him before I pointed at a picture on his screen, "So, what's that?" "This is the window of a chat room on the dark web. People are more likely to talk about supernatural stuff here, though there is still a lot of false information." Kirsch pointed to a title on the screen-- The Middle Age: Final Chapter Of Magic. "You are looking into Magic in the human's chat room?" I rose an eyebrow, "I thought humans don't believe in that." "Not really. There are people who really believe in that actually, and sometimes they are really touching the edge of our secrecy."

Alex looked at him and continued, "Then I came to know about Paranormalities. What they truly were, what they really do..." "Wha... What?" He asked. "They are fucking cheaters. They are deceivers..." She cursed, "They never showed anything real. They deceive the audience with their marvelous acting. Placing fake voices, edited and morphed footages of activities, making people believe that in every place they go there's a real ghost. They are fucking liars..." She balled her fists in anger and bellowed. "That is how they've been gaining views and getting popular, incredibly so, now to even outclass us, we who always delivered the genuine content. Fucking idiotic public. They never care about

And I exhaled some air as if releasing some of my nervousness. I have a strange sense around this house. There's something wrong here, not just the house; the people here are also odd. Why do their schedules begin as the sun is about to set? What? Are they vampires or some kind of demonic spirit? I shuddered at the thought. While my thoughts still occupied me, I did not notice sir Darenn, who had already got up from his bed and was now staring at me with a sharp look. I take a seat near him in his bed.