Paranorman Ghosts Novels & Stories

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

"Nah, I still think it was Casper. Who is Villain X anyway? The one from the X-files? Aliens are not real though ghosts pretty much are. I saw one when I was a kid, it did not look as cute as Casper but it was a ghost. I am sure of it. They can not get past a salt line you know, so I guess we should have salt in hand just in case the vengeful spirit is—" Hearing him talk made my heart spin. "Dude, shut up!" I gave him a murdering glance. "Sorry," he shrugged one shoulder, "guess I should run." He slid his gaze to Norma and smiled. "You are welcome, princess." Once I was sure he was out of earshot and Norma was no longer clutching me as if her life depended on it, I quietly asked, "Who is tha

Countless black streams of malevolent energy hung down, and the ground below those streams caved in. Under Horra's deft control, countless ghosts wearing black armor marched out of the Thousand-Soul Flag. There were regular ghosts, ghosts of generals, and skeletons. Those entities possessed an incredibly strong negative energy that made them as strong as a level nine supreme paragon. The aura they had was far stronger than that of Tomos and Sachin. After Horra summoned his minions from the flag, he waved his hands and commanded, "After him!" The apparitions roared in delight at the delicious feast of practitioners and rushed manically toward Severin.

“Oh. So if I want a pudding, all I smell is that?” He nodded, leaning forward on the table. “Yes.” “When you said other paranormal,” My thoughts went to Connor and Reed. “Did you mean fairies, vampires, ghosts, satyr and werewolves?” All the people in the room audibly gasped and turned their heads to our table, fear written on their faces. I looked around nervously and flinched. Uncle Al shot out of his seat. “Sorry about that,” he chuckled then said, “there are no Forbidden here.”

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

I say with a yawn as I tug at his arm. “Of course, Pet. Maybe I should rest as well.” He responds as he gets back in the bed with me. He spoons me as I lay on my side. He puts his arm and leg over me, giving me a weighted blanket effect, and I quickly fall asleep. However, I wish I hadn’t fallen asleep. My dreams start off fine, but then the pretty forest I was running through on a summer evening quickly morphed into the club. The edges of the dream become blurred, signaling I’m in a premonition. Zane and I are talking with Ghost, who is doing drugs, while we sit with him in the VIP lounge. There’s different supernatural drugs mixed with human ones. Ghost is mixing supernatural drugs with hu

At that moment, a glint of murderous intent flashed across Gerald’s eyes as the youth retrieved the Phangrottom Talisman! Once it was in his grasp, the talisman immediately began emitting a dark purple light… that soon released an immense wave of energy! The next thing anyone knew, countless ghosts—who appeared to be warriors of the Phangrottom Clan—suddenly manifested! The Soul Hunters didn’t even have time to register what was happening before they were mercilessly attacked by the ghosts…! Within seconds, the only thing that remained of the Soul Hunters were pools of blood… “H-Holy sh*t…!” exclaimed the shocked Rey as he immediately began rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

I whispered, my words slipping through the air like a sharp blade. Her face paled, and her hands trembled as the realization washed over her. Samantha, the ghost from our past, a specter we had long thought banished to the depths of forgotten memories. Yet here she was, resurfacing like a vengeful spirit, intent on wreaking havoc upon our fragile existence. I moved swiftly, my hands still feverishly gathering our belongings, tying up loose ends. It was a race against time, against the shadow that loomed ominously over us. I refused to let Samantha's malicious intent extinguish the fragile flame of hope that burned within our hearts.

’ Matt recognized his voice, streaks of sweat collected on his forehead as the air around him whispered, “You’re being used to kill the demon who killed Arianna’s brother.” “Was it the cat? Or the Gramps? Or he?” He mused aloud and shouted, “Who’s the demon?” “You are.” Gramps chortled, separating his tongue from the hair. To Matt, he’s still a work of fiction, who found being a ghost fun when he can muddle over people’s heads, speaking without their tongue in use. “We’ll talk about it, but first I’ll have my fill.” The Ghost of Michigan intervened. “Why can’t I see you?”

Drew asked. Yeah, right. These three brothers wanted me to help them find out who they are. It was still shocking news to me that ghosts can lose their memories. I thought that shit happened to only humans. No“What's in it for me if I help you guys?“ I asked him. ‘Umm, Panda are you forgetting that we are ghosts? What do you think we can offer you?“ Calvin asked. I hated the fact that he was correct. Thinking about it, there wasn't anything possible that they could offer me. But, werent they paranormal beings? If they could manipulate objects, then they could do things that werent of this world