Which Paranormal Creature Would You Be?

Shonda Brock Paranormal Romance Author

Hello Paranormal Romance fans. Today’s what if questions is… What if you could be transformed into a supernatural being?

Here’s a list of paranormal creatures and their powers. Which paranormal creature would you choose to be and why?

Fairy Faerie

Powers & Abilities:
★ Magical knowledge ★ Telekinesis
★ Invisibility ★ Immortality
★ Enhanced strength

Vampire Vampire

Powers & Abilities:
★Immortality ★Superstrength ★ Invulnerability
★ Superagility ★ Supersenses

Mermaid Siren

Powers & Abilities:
★ Hydrokinesis (Control of water)
★ Weather Powers
★ Echolocation
★ Telepathy
★ Enhanced Speed
★ Shape-shifting

Werewolf Werewolf

Powers & Abilities:
★ Shape shifting
★ Enhanced Strength
★ Infectious bite
★ Enhanced Agility
★ Enhanced Speed
★ Night Vision

Angel Angel/Demon

Powers & Abilities:
Celestials possess a wide range of powers and abilities.
★ Angelic Possession ★ Induced Sedation
★ Teleportation ★ Invulnerability
★ Telekinesis ★ Voice Mimicry
★ Superhuman Strength ★ Healing
★ Killing Touch ★ Resurrection
★ Time Manipulation ★ Immortality
★ Telepathy ★…

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by | February 12, 2015 · 1:45 pm

De Profundis

Jane Dougherty Writes

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Follow the candleflame light in the window
Take up your place at the table’s head
The night is dark and the wind is rising
Come in from the cold and we’ll sup with the dead.

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Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children by @ransomriggs

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The vintage photos really added to the atmosphere. Awesome, haunting read.

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Synopsis:

New York Times #1 best seller

On the New York Times Best Seller List for more than 52 consecutive weeks

Includes an excerpt from the much-anticipated sequel and an interview with author Ransom Riggs
 
A mysterious island.

An abandoned orphanage.

A strange collection of very curious photographs.

It all waits to be discovered in Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, an unforgettable novel that mixes fiction and photography in a thrilling reading experience. As our story opens, a horrific family tragedy sets sixteen-year-old Jacob journeying to a remote island off the coast of Wales, where he discovers the crumbling ruins of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. As Jacob explores its abandoned bedrooms and hallways, it becomes clear that the children were more than just peculiar. They may have been dangerous. They may have been…

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Ghosts I don’t mind being haunted by…

Southern Ramblings of a Silver Belle...

I don’t want to be one of those people who share their grief endlessly and monotonously, to the point that you can’t read their blog without feeling depressed.  So I have shared only a little here and there of the loss of my only child Crystal Xzan.  There are no words to express how beautiful she was inside or out or how much I miss her.  This world is insane without her and it’s because of her love for me that I can endure being here another moment.

A few weeks before she was diagnosed with cancer and told she was terminally ill at the tender age of 23, Crystal was new to computers and sat down one night with her hubby Jason and was messing around, learning how to use Media Movie Maker on Vista.  She made this movie of our lives together and wrote the poignant words that…

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Shadow People

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Why are they here? Why do they watch us? Are “they” even real?

I have been trying to research the phenomenon of shadow people since my husband and children began to see them about three or four years ago. I, either fortunately or unfortunately, have never seen one of these beings. Still, I don’t know why my family has seen them and I have not.

The first time my husband saw one of these beings he was startled awake, for no obvious reason. He sat up and saw what looked to be the outline of a man standing at the foot of our bed, watching. My husband described him as being “darker than the shadows” and “nontransparetent.” I say “the first time” because it has happened twice in our bedroom. We discussed it and decided that it would be best to not tell the kids (even though my kiddos are…

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Savage Descendants Book Cover

Write Time Fiction

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Savage Descendants, book two in The Dark Guests Series, has a book cover! It will be available August 2014 on Amazon and Smashwords.
Book three of the series, The Warned, will soon follow. The first book, The Genealogist’s Guests is now available on Amazon!

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My Paranormal Writing

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I’ve been off in my fictional world lately. Into my paranormal settings, characters, and scenes. It happens and it feels great to be writing. I was thinking to rename my book title, Megan’s Guests, to Savage Sons, since the book is more about their revenge for their father than it is about Megan. However, I did a book search on Amazon and there is already a book with that title. GRRR. Maybe, The Return of Wilbur Savage, or Savage Descendants, or Savage Offspring. Do you like any of them? Any suggestions?

I wrote this one paragraph and I’d like some feedback on it, if someone’s willing to take a look. The character here is Joanne. She was rescued by her husband when one of the Savage sons attacked. Problem? Yes. Her husband took her to a place on the other side, through a mirror portal, where he’s been hiding from the Savage brothers. It’s an odd place to hide, smack in the center of a tree root. Mind you it is huge on the other side. Her husband, Rob, gets rescued and Joanne is left all alone. So here’s a scene of her in the tunnel (tree root) trying to find her way out.  

The endless tunnel walls seeped a thick liquid and smelled of tree sap mixed with something Joanne could only describe as sinister. She inched her way toward an opening with the palm of her hands against the wall. Her fingers felt glued together, but she pushed forward. A cry escaped her tightened lips and echoed through the tunnel until it sounded far, far away. She stared down the opening as if she could see the sound of her own cries. And then there was silence. As far as her eyes could see, a wicked laughter began. It came closer, and closer. Sap poured down the walls as it approached. The tunnel shook. Her eyes widened. It reached her and knocked her to her knees. Saturated in sap and stench, she stood, hands pressed against the wall. Her body shook. She turned in the other direction. The sap stretched and snapped between her hands and the wall, she moaned and whimpered. The sounds echoed. As far as her eyes could see, wicked laughter came closer and closer. She squeezed her eyes shut.

I ended the chapter there, with hopes of leaving a reader in suspense. Anyone care to critique? Can it be improved? Thanks!

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Food for Thought-A Shakespearean Ghost Scene V

Richard's Food for Thought

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A Shakespearean Ghost Scene 

How forgetful can I pretend to be?
To remember not tween what rock and sea,
‘Twas cast my life with cruelty, shame, and fate,
Betwixt the evil twins of pain and hate,
My friend this is why I hold this pallor,
Such in time I have no need of armor,
I return to warn thee to steer a course,
Alone and away from this sad remorse,
The path ahead is full of Hades’ ice,
The fire of today will not spare thy life,
Heed these noble words which I come to share,
My own journey was long and much to bear,
Time is late, the hour draws near to depart,
Farewell friend, keep the decay from thy heart.

–Richard Bryant

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Short Story Title not Chosen,yet

Melonie's Poetic Life

The old lady sat fidgeting in the seat at her old rickety kitchen table!! For some reason her nerves were more shot than usual and she couldn’t pinpoint why exactly. She kept clutching at her withered hands in anticipation as she wrestled with her anxious mind.
She woke this morning so abruptly that her tired legs were shaking uncontrollably when she tried to ease herself out of bed. Looking back at her sheets before she attempted the agony of trying to coax a weary and beat body out bed, she notices that they are soaked from sweat.

Her body was not at all cooperative this morning and her mind began to race the minute her eyes focused on the light from her window! Every bone in her body creaked as she fumbled to get in a position that would allow her to get up successful and her joints felt like…

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Ghost Tale III

Chris Ekong's Little World

After the many hours in cinema
Being left alone by my friends
The time speaking some minutes to midnight
I now have to walk home all alone
With all the vampire movies i watched
All images of the movies reflecting
Reflecting as lonely I trek home
Worsening situation for me
As I remember the ghostly track
It seems all the vampires I watched
Are all chatting in the track
Thinking they won’t let me go
Without doing what they are known for
“Blinding people who sees them”

Such a lonely ghostly thought I had
A thought that slowed my motion
Making the road three times longer
And ninety nine times scary

Chris Ekong

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