No matter from whence we hale, most of us ghost enthusiasts have heard the story of the teenage girl killed on the highway on her way to (or from) her high school prom. Since the time of her death, her ghost is encountered by many drivers on the same highway where she lost her life.

Readers of Harry Potter, The Spiderwick Chronicles, and Dean Koontz’s Odd Thomas series are familiar with the term “boggarts.” You might also have met varieties of boggarts in other books and games.

Not one soul could be found on board the Mary Celeste. The Captain and his family and the entire crew were missing. They were never seen again.

I just finished Dean Koontz’s latest release, Relentless, and, as usual, was reluctant to come to the end of the story and leave the characters I had grown to love behind.

The Beast of Bladenboro, or the Beast of Bolivia, is responsible for the deaths of hundreds of animals in 1954. Recently, reports of pets and livestock being killed in a two hundred-mile range, has incited people to start wondering if the monster they dealt with, in 1954, might be back.

I became intrigued, and then delighted, by what I was reading. I began to look at my accepted concepts and notions from a slightly different angle, and I saw glimmers of hope in places where such things didn’t seem possible. My mind opened up a bit more.

The story of how Wizard Clip, West Virginia got its name is a fascinating one centering on mysterious and paranormal events that took place in 1790.

Many believe Jesse was taken to hell for his wild ways by the stranger on the dark horse. The hoof prints made by Jesse’s frightened horse remain imprinted in the ground to this day, over two hundred years later.

Being a water naiad myself, I find water cryptids to be especially fascinating. One water creature that has some especially interesting theories to back up its existence, is called the Bunyip.

While working at the Mark Twain Cave in Hannibal, Missouri, years ago, I found the story of Dr. Joseph McDowell of St. Louis to be quite fascinating. His daughter died as a young girl, and he had her body pickled and stored in a cask in the cave.