Paranorman Norman Novels & Stories

Diana said again whilst demonstrating her hand. "I really feel like puking." She groaned out with her eyes closed. __~ Mr Norman paced round his room with a glass of wine in his hand. He slugged down every content in the glass cup at once and dropped it on the table. He sat down and poured in yet another quantity from the bottle. He brought out the reason he has been pacing around from his back pocket and stared into it. Since he came back from the hospital with the woman's picture, he hasn't been himself.

She could feel the weight of Ethan's gaze on her, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Norman's sharp eyes flick to her purse. "I think you would call the person that just dropped you a text if you can," Norman said, his voice as calm and smooth as fine wine, but with a razor-sharp edge. The request was a simple one, a seemingly innocent gesture, but it was a test. A demand. And it sent a cold, paralyzing fear through Aria.

My stomach grumbled loudly, and I sighed. “I can’t escape him,” I whispered. I opened my door and I yipped, almost tripping on my already sprained ankle. “What the fuck is wrong with you!” I yelled, my heart beating frantically as I rubbed my chest. Norman was standing in front of me wearing grey pants and a black tank top. His body was glistening with sweat. Seems he just came back from a run. “Good morning to you too, Ms Aurora,” he says, smiling cockily. I ignored him, coming out of my room.

He was watching his enemy shake under the innocent weight of the very child he had tried to exploit. "Go ahead, Norman," I urged softly, my tone dripping with a quiet, lethal sarcasm that only the adults could fully decode. "Don't be shy. You told me yourself how desperate you were to finally meet Leena. Here she is. Say hello." Norman swallowed hard, his throat clicking loudly in the quiet space. He cleared his throat twice, trying desperately to find his professional voice, but when he spoke, it was a breathless, stammering mess. "Uh... hi. Hello, Leena," Norman muttered, his hands gripping the edge of the table so tightly his fingers were shaking. "Yes... it’s true. I... I knew your mom.

Hesper said, "Hello, everyone. Please forgive me for appearing like this." People began murmuring, eager to understand what was happening. Seeing the person on the bed, Briar's face had completely darkened. While others might not recognize the person on the bed, Briar could see it. This person was none other than Norman, who was supposed to have succeeded by now but was currently bound and naked on the bed. Briar looked at Rickard and said, "Norman is just a child. He doesn't understand anything. There's no need to go this far, right?"

Norman paused for some seconds and replied “Good” “ Have you been keeping in touch with Adan?” Norman is like a father to him. He raised him. Esteban was the one who helped her raise Adain. She raised Alan herself. Norman raised a brow “Is that why you called me?” Norman anger suddenly stirred up, Jenna quickly sat up “ No, I'm worried about you Norman, I haven't see you for a year but I knew you're not on any business trip” She confessed, Jenna was aware of Norman's feeling for for her and she wish Norman would move on and meet the person that will love him.

I repeated to myself, trying to regain my sanity. "Why are you staring at me?" Norman asked curtly. "Nothing... cool tattoo," I referred to the black wolf symbol he had on his arm. "It's in honor of my father," Norman replied before entering the river waters. I was trying to control my excitement, but he became even sexier with wet hair. He had tan skin, a tattoo of a black wolf on his right arm. I could see the veins popping in his neck, water running through his completely wet hair, down to his defined abdomen, sliding towards his... I shouldn't notice so many details about this man.

Exactly the kind of thing that could shatter an alliance. “Norman,” I began cautiously, “you know how important Moon Pack is to us. I’ve already spoken to my third son—he’s studying medicine. He could help when he returns. You should not trust just anyone.” That’s when I noticed it—a worn canvas bag on Norman’s bedside table. A relic from another world. One that didn’t belong in this high-rise hospital suite filled with polished chrome and sterile wealth. Norman followed my gaze. Then he looked up and met my eyes.

now the prince asked. "Norman once said that he was not married, and suddenly Karina said that Norman was married, but his wife died in an accident. That was really weird for me. And I think the real Norman is dead, he took over Norman's body and make it a disguise. And Norman's real wife has been eliminated. You remember the faceless monster, right? It's the same as back then. The monster disguised as Jae-Hwan, and killed the real Jae-Hwan. The difference is, the faceless monster can't take people's bodies, but this fake Norman can," Justin explained as if he'd known for a while. "Could that be solid evidence, that Norman is the son of a demon lord in disguise?" Alice asked, she still wasn'