Showing posts with label supernatural creatures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label supernatural creatures. Show all posts

Monday, June 4, 2018

Everlasting Love and Romance Supernatural Style


In ninth grade one of my assignments in English class was to read Romeo and Juliet—loved it!Then we watched the movie during class—also fabulous!I might have been one of the few students in the
class to be thrilled with the assignment and love every minute of the movie. 

Despite a true love of paranormal and the supernatural, there’s just something about a story of never-ending love. 

Therefore, when I find an awesome paranormal /supernatural everlasting love story, I’m buying the VHS tape…and then I’m buying the DVD/Blue-Ray once VHS players bit the dust just like my copy of… 
Bram Stocker’s Dracula.

A Horrific Romance


Sure, this film based on the novel by Bram Stocker is listed as a 1992 American Gothic Horror Story, but to me it’s truly the supernatural version of Romeo and Juliet, a story about true love. And even though I’m all for a love story between Johnathan (can you say Keanu?) and Mina, by the end, I totally felt for Vlad, I.e.: Count Dracula. This is saying a lot when most of the movie depicts Vlad appearing about four centuries old, and the centuries hadn’t been kind. 

This Dracula wouldn’t fit in with the sexy, vampires of Twilight. Perhaps in his time boasting a hairstyle uncannily resembling one’s pale, white buttocks was in style, and it appeared as if his nails hadn’t seen a manicure, well—ever. 

But the way the film subtly allowed the love story to grow… a few words, a look, a gentle touch. Granted there was the whole Dracula turning into a hairy werewolf-like monster, and some blood—he is a vampire after all, and it is considered horror, but I thought the love story was so spectacular that I watch it again and again.

Then how once Mina realized she discovered he was her true love from centuries past she certainly displayed how true love can be blind, and everlasting (again, keep in mind she was giving up her fiancĂ©—Keanu).

Runner-Up Ghostly Love


My runner-up paranormal love story would be the 1990 Romantic Fantasy Thriller, Ghost

There’s some fun comedy thrown in, but the scenes of the ache of love lost and how their love didn’t die with death—well, put it this way, I can’t listen to songs from the soundtrack without tearing up, and the scene where they must ‘push a penny’…sniff…

if you’ve watched the movie you probably remember. I’ve watched this movie more times than I can count, but if it’s on, I’m watching. 

Do You Have a Favorite Supernatural/Paranormal Love Story?


P.S. Today is my day at the The Romance Reviews Sizzling Summer Reads Party. 

It's going on the whole month of June with tons of fun and prizes, but you can check out my game today!



Author Bio: Maureen Bonatch grew up in small town Pennsylvania and her love of the four—hockey, biking, sweat pants and hibernation—keeps her there. While immersed in writing or reading paranormal romance and fantasy, she survives on caffeine, wine, music, and laughter. A feisty Shih Tzu keeps her in line. Find Maureen on her websiteFacebookTwitter

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Into the Woods by C.J. Burright

So I was hit by some unexpected time off a few weeks ago. The boss decided to ditch town and said I could too, and no way was I going to turn down time off. As I was unprepared to go anywhere, hubster and I decided we’d stay close to home. The only problem? I’ve pretty much seen everything in Oregon…so I thought. I surfed the internet for fun things to do and came up with the usual stuff: the zoo, all the coastal attractions, the mountains, the waterfalls, the forests, the Goonies house. Yawn. Not that I don’t love those things—I totally do! But I wanted to do something different, and different is tough to find when you’re a native. Hubster suggested Powells City of Books…and I was tempted (because Powells is the most amazing bookstore ever). Some girls go gaga over shoes or purses. For me it’s books and music. But I digress.

I resisted Powells (after one look at my overstuffed TBR bookshelf), and then I found it: The Witch’s Castle. 


All my supernatural senses immediately perked up, of course. How could I have not heard about this? The scoop is back in the 1800’s, a dude by the name of Danford Balch bought some land around where Portland is now. He needed help, so he hired another dude named Mortimer Stump. Clearly, anyone with a name like that is going to be trouble. Ol’ Morty lived with the Balch family and managed to charm his way into the affections of Anna Balch, their 15 year old daughter. Let’s just say Daddy-o Balch was none too pleased about this arrangement, and even though Mortimer wanted to be all proper-like and marry Anna, his proposal was refused. The couple threatened to elope, and old man Balch warned Mortimer that he’d kill him if they did.


They eloped, of course. And then it gets even more interesting. The final, fateful meeting between Balch and Mortimer a few weeks later is claimed to be a result of a bewitching. While there are different stories about how the meeting occurred—some sources say Morty and Anna returned to the cabin, others say Balch found Mortimer in town—Balch stayed true to his word and shot Mortimer in the head. When he was arrested, he claimed his wife bewitched him into committing murder. What a man. He then escaped prison, was recaptured, and was the first legal execution in Oregon. Mrs. Mary Jane Balch, the suspected witch of the story, remained living on the property.
While I didn’t catch any strange vibes or see anything out of the ordinary, others claim to have photographed plasma orbs. Others claim they’ve spotted the ghosts of the Balchs and Mortimer. Still others visit for a different sort of, ahem, spirits. Such as teenagers with bottles at midnight. While it was disappointing that this isn’t the actual ruins of the Balch home, but rather an abandoned ranger station built on the same site, it was still a beautiful hike down to it, and the creepy artwork in the lower section was quite creative. Maybe this is the only building left for the spirits of hopeless lovers, a murderer, and a witch to haunt. If they were hanging around, they didn’t pop out to say hi. They’re probably saving up their energy to scare those naughty teenagers.



I'm sure there are other supposed haunted places around Oregon I haven't checked out yet--I'll have to save them for my next unexpected vacation.  Are there any haunted places near you? Or have you been to Oregon and visited my personal heaven/hell, Powells book store?