Zak Bagans Book I Am Haunted Novels & Stories

"I have observed everything and analyzed every word but trust me, Sathanas is probably out there with his men or demons or spirits or whatever, ransacking the whole city, looking for the book. And Selena." Alex waited for Bagdana to reply but he looked into the empty fireplace where fire had burned the night before. "What I saw last night is an indication that the world at large is in danger." He continued. "It is a warning for me to be prepared for the war ahead. Right?" "So, Sathanas found out the book can stop you and he's going out there to look for it?" Bagdana asked, still looking shocked. "Correct! In fact, he said it to my face that until he destroys me, he won't rest." Alex rose fro

she asked with a raised eyebrow. Adrianna was tongue tied and said after a brief pause, "just for knowledge purposes. You know about the attacks and many theories were suggesting about vampires. So, I thought maybe I should know about them too." "With this book? It doesn't seem that this one got published in any publishing house. Where did you get this antique piece? I need one too." She commented while going through the book. Adrianna snatched the book and responded, "it's not mine but from Knight's mansion. I have to return it today." She replied.

I don't know what was happening but I felt my senses blurry and vision hazy. Mom and Gabriel led me out of the cottage as I continued hearing the old woman mutter things about evil, darkness, light, death, life, mystery, key, kiss of the shadow. Everything was a daze to me now. Before I know it, I throw up while mom pats my back lightly shushing me. I don't know what was happening to me but I wasn't okay at all. We made it to the car where Gabriel drove us away. The journey was hushed and I was grateful that no one asked me anything because I was in no mood to answer anyone. A lot happened back at the cottage which left me in a horror.

That was until I opened the book that was on the table and the whiff of something metallic hit me like a freight train. It wasn’t fresh, but it was unmistakable. Blood. I opened the first page and let out a shaky breath of shock for what had to be the tenth time since I had been in this room. “This is the diary of Amanda Crossfield. Should you come across this book while I am deceased, please read it. The dead have nothing to fear. If I am still alive, proceed no further. I will flay your skin in the open sun and coat your exposed insides with honey.”

I fell to my death from the 33rd floor. I died with my eyes open. No matter how I thought about it, I couldn't understand why any of this had happened. But I was given another chance, for I had come back to life. This time, I was determined to uncover the truth behind every one of those so-called accidents.

I said to him and he sighed. "I know it sounds crazy but I can't shake all this off Liam, I just can't. I feel like I'm slowly losing my sanity and it feels like someone's trying to slowly drive me mad with misery. I'm under investigation for an attempted murder when I can't even hurt a darn fly. I lost my job, my reputation that I may never get back and now I've lost my cafe and another murder case is about to surround me cause they will investigation and since I already have a pending case, they'll add me to the list of possible suspects. Tell me now Liam, am I really not cursed?" I asked, heaving a sigh of frustration as it dawned on me that I am indeed a misfortune like mom always told m

It feels like something under my chest are about to explode. The surroundings are so blurry and the next thing I knew is my back hit something before darkness subside my consciousness. ### Amira's POV I excitedly scan my newly bought book from the bookstore lately. It's all about paranormal stories. It was so thick as it consists of different paranormal stories. Since I get so tired of reading cliche romance stories, I have tried out reading horror again since I'm fond of it as well. As soon as I opened the first page, it excites me after reading first sentence.

Kendra asked. Olga opened her eyes and looked at them. “That’s not why you two are here.” “We need to speak to you about what’s happening with Kendra,” Rex offered. “We encountered a small horde of zombies while hunting and one of them telepathically spoke to her.” Olga sucked in air, but said nothing. “It was confused about me,” Kendra said with trepidation. “It said I wasn’t one of them, but I also wasn’t human. I’m frightened.”

Frustration mounted in him as he tried to find a clue. *** Neil Titus, a demon, and the director of the Shadow Crawlers, sat with a grim look as his dark eyes scanned the reports. His thick brown hair was combed back, and his posture radiated concern. With a loud sigh, he got up and smoothed the tailored suit.

Looking back at all that happened eight years ago, it seems like a nightmare that I will never be able to get rid of. It didn't just hurt me, it bruised and scarred me to the bone. I can't help but be hurt every time I look back there. But the pain isn't as potent as before. And I was thankful that I was saved from that kind of pain. It was hard to survive. But I did. Because I thought Zach was still there. I still have him and I know what my sister wants for her child. "Why don't you try again in Negros?" Kirk when we talked again about my business expansion plan.