Paranormal & Supernatural Stories

Are You My Mother?

You're sitting at home on a rainy evening, relaxing with a mug of hot chocolate in your favorite armchair. You thought you were alone until you hear the small voice of a child behind you, "Hello. Are you my mother?"

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Are You My Mother?
Normal as it Gets.... {Literally}

Greg NorMal was a business man, but not a normal one. He lived in a small town in Maine called the Vortex, also referred to as Mystery Cliffs. He doesn't have a wife, or kids, but has a grandson and granddaughter. No one knows why the town is so weird, or even who founded it... Mystery Cliffs isn't even on the map, because the U.S. Government wishes to keep it a secret. {This is my first novel, so CC would be great!!!}

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Normal as it Gets.... {Literally}
Cure the night

Ethan is wrecked by the loss of his wife and daughter, abandoned by his family. He finds himself mingled in the affairs of the supernatural by fate.

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Cure the night
Cold . . . Like Ice

A fight can lead to many things. Good. And Evil. In this fight, it can bring about both of the two. Fidelia. That's what I named myself. Real name? Fidelis. It means "Believer" in Latin. But I'm not a believer. They say there's something wrong, here, in England. And it's spreading. That cold brush against your cheek? A light in your room, when there's nothing on; nothing there. What is it? Unexplainable, they say. A ghost. Me? Utterly illogical. Ghosts aren't real.

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Cold . . . Like Ice
When September Ends

She was something beautiful, delicate and inhuman. She was her own hurricane, but all I ever was another stray piece of wreckage, a strip of scrap metal dragged alone in her wake. I met her six times during my life, and each time she tore my entire world apart.

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When September Ends
With This Grace

"Death disappeared into the darkness a long time ago, falling into whatever Godforsaken disreality every other lost soul is banished to. But where there is Life there must always be Death so the cycle continues, and a little girl with a troubled soul and not enough time on her hands is born - a little girl who can see ghosts and just so happens to be the link between the dead and the living. See, Death isn't just an abstract concept anymore, because that design failed

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With This Grace
Scarlet Skies

Of all the places, I never thought they'd get us here. [Inspired by the song Early Sunsets Over Monroeville by MCR] {Contains potential triggers for the first few paragraphs but that's it}

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Scarlet Skies
Enlaced

Dorian has no sympathy for the world around him, until he finds May - a girl with a sad past and a tough exterior. Her attitude amuses him. His self-destruction consumes her. They're both considered sinners - one by an abusive father, and the other by death himself. But will they be each other's saviour? Or their downfall?

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Enlaced
Rejects

I'm bullied because I'm different. Because I don't have a home. Because I can't afford good clothes. Because rude things often just slip out of my mouth. Oh, and because they're all scared that I'll accidentally kill them with my 'magic powers'. So maybe I'm not your average teenager, but it's not my fault. I'd give anything to just be normal and accepted. Of course, things aren't just going to be that way. So this is my story.

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Rejects
A Fall From Grace

Earth is a foreign and exotic world to angels. In a world of mortals lies dark and dangerous creatures, some worse than others. A place full of monsters is the worst place for an angel to be ambushed. On a rare trip, Ariel becomes trapped. She and her friends will be tested, and unlikely allegiances will be formed. Stuck amongst monsters and mortals, Ariel will have to face her worst fears, and face herself. Without a single memory of her former life, can she survive

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A Fall From Grace
Who Are We

He had humanity, I was sure of that But was he human? That he was not Turning eighteen was meant to be the start of my life, instead it was the start of my awkwening The only question to answer now, do I value my life more? Or his? ©2015. All rights reserved. All contents belong to the author and cannot be distributed without the authors permission

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Who Are We
Want to Play a Game?

'Teenage Girl Found Dead in Own Basement; Police Suspect Murder' I'd like to remain anonymous, but I'm writing this to warn people. "Of what?" I hear you asking. Well... you're never going to believe me, but... ...of two little girls, aged eight and ten. The two children who caused my death. They somehow chose me as their victim. While I was in the woods the first one strangely made her appearance. I agreed to being her friend, not knowing what else

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