Psychics Supernatural Novels & Stories

He looks at me like I’m speaking a different language and the skepticism on his face is to be expected but not at all comforting. “A psychometric witch can recall the past, memories and emotions associated with an object. It would be like her visions, only rather than being random or brought about by her concentrating on someone she knows, the object would be the focus. If she is what I suspect, she would likely be the only one of her kind and that would make her the single most coveted creature alive today, even above Vitandi.” I explain in finer detail exactly what I’m talking about and hope that the significance is not lost on him.

Susannah said, moving ahead of Dave and Carson which got the two guys laughing, and instantly, the unknown figures vanished. " Wait, where did they go?". Susannah asked, looking everywhere. "Maybe they are ghosts". Dave said and laughed. "Come on, are ghosts real?". Carson replied to him with a question. "Are you fucking kidding me?. Beasts exist, werewolves exist and you're telling ghosts don't exist?". Dave replied to him hilariously. "Guys, I can sense Princess Diana's presence". Susannah said which made Dave and Carson move closer to her.

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.

“Your mission is to find out the truth. I can’t tell what kind of truth and whose truth is. My premonition is too vague and confusing. I can’t tell you much about it but it has something to do with justice. That’s something you need to know” “Everything is crazy!! I’m going crazy!” “All my clients say that” What if all of this is just my hallucinations? Am I really going crazy? Is there really a person who can see someone’s past by just touching them and seeing the future through the cards? Is that witchcraft or something if yes, I would rather believe that than think that there is really a supernatural person who has powers that exist on the planet who can see my past clearly and predict my

No one could sense his current strength if he didn't mention it. "I'm not, sorry. I just love horror movies and watch them often so I'm a little more courageous." The woman smiled bitterly. "It's alright then. As long as you listen to me, we'll definitely reach the third floor." Spirits and ghosts were directly related to the soul. Despite the layers of illusion around the private paradise of this Black Soul Scout, it was still manipulating souls at its core. "Hm, okay. This is my first time experiencing such things. As long as I can leave, I'll listen to you."

he pulled bark, somewhat alarmed by the tone of her voice. "if you don't believe me, I have details of extra terrestrial and supernatural sightings..you could read my books...the London bridge, its a fake! its no support group, its Lucifer grooming the anti Christ...Adulfs the child of light who must stop her...but I see no star any more. she succeeded in giving him the mark...his borne a new gene. they feed now on his brain and direct him what to do." the parasites, Montoya thought. he speaks about the parasites. goddamn it, he couldn't be lieing.

The dark garment had been zipped all the way up to his clearly boxy chin. Tracy froze, the acrid sting of vomit rising inside of her. She knew that chin. She knew that profile. Her heart froze and her stomach threatened to empty right there. "Fuck," she mouthed silently. It’s him. The periphery of Tracy’s vision faded to black as she locked eyes on her supernatural stalker. She couldn’t hear Mr. Hayes’ voice any more. All that came through was a fast, powerful pounding as the blood coursed through the vessels in her head at breakneck speeds. Her heart felt like it was going to bore a hole right through her chest and her knees went weak, forcing her to put both hands onto the cooling unit to

the psychic than put her palm on her head, Celea never minding her and kept staring at the window the psychic closed her eyes and frowned " what's the matter?" asked Dereus " It's not easy to get into her head so this may take a while" *** after over 30 minutes of complit concentration the psychic got a glimpse of it " aaahhh" after less than 20 seconds in her mind the psychic screamed and got away from Celea leading in her falling to the ground " WHAT HAPPEND?" " WHAT DID YOU SEE?" asked Dereus and Claus " I,I,I" the psychic couldn't find the words

Rebekah asks. I can’t help but giggle. Trust Rebekah to have a wild imagination. She is the one person who believes in the paranormal and all things mystic. A week ago she had asked me to accompany her to see some psychic. She wanted to know if her crush was going to call her or not. We saw a Ouija board on the counter and moved the planchette without thinking. Now she assumes that had opened some type of gateway…. Well, maybe she was right. That would explain all these weird things that were going on.