Best Astral Projection Books Novels & Stories

/ [If you stood in the middle of your courtyard, I can see slightly beyond it. Luna recalled the look of her small courtyard. /That's not very wide./ [That's not my fault. The range will expand when your astral energy strengthens…] It sounded a little huffy to her now. /Astral energy? What's that?/ [Astral energy is also known as spiritual energy in this world. The terms are interchangeable.] /So I can strengthen it in the same way people in this world strengthen their spiritual energy?/ [Yes.] /I'll work on it then. Is there anything else you can do?/

“When you get to Rideten, scry me, let me know what the f-k is going on, and keep scrying me every twenty-four to keep me in touch, until the phones are back, okay?” “Sure, can do. Pity you never mastered scrying, though this is whole other level shit that you’re doing right now,” Bianca said with an edge of envy. “Trust you to skip the basics and go straight to the advanced class. This is like… dream walking except we’re awake. Total opaque astral projection. I almost think that I could touch you, but I’m a bit scared of what would happen if I tried.” Aislen could feel a drag pulling against her, a depletion of energy, the focus of her vision phasing in at the edges. “I think my time is up,

"Leo, you know what to do." "Oh isn't this the strongest celestial spirit Leo, how lucky of us to have a match with you." The girl arrogantly said and revealed her own key. "Gate of thee Fly, I open thee Musca!" A sudden appearance of a topaz colored light blinded Jamnia. With wings behind it's back and a head that reassembles a fly, Jamnia blinked twice to confirmed what's she's seen. "I'll deal with you later." The gigantic lad coldly summoned his own key. "Gate of thee Lizard, I summon thee Lacerta!"

“There’s always some way to fight. I just have to figure it out.” I flatten my hand over his abdomen. “What about your book? Is there anything in there that could help?” “No,” I tell him. “Not in mine…but there might be something in one of the books at the Academy.” I shoot up. “Watch over my body while I astral project there?” “You can do that?” I smile. “Looks like I’m not done surprising you yet. And yes. I can. My familiars can sense for spirits and can pull me back. But I need you to make sure nothing else tries to come after me.”

Aiden’s voice mixes with that of his dragon causing a shiver to run down my spine and cock to get hard, poking Willow in the ass. She giggles, “Okay boys, you can save the foreplay for later.” I don’t know why his sexy promises do that to me, but they send a chill of fear with the heat of arousal. ‘He does it to me too, but you will need to be cautious about what you think, you and I have this psychic soul link thing, which by the way is highly irregular even among witches but once you are mated to him there is a mindlink.’

I was not the Crimson Priestess and even though I wasn’t sure what that entirely meant to me or the pack itself I would not allow Melina to tarnish that. I started looking at Rogan’s computer and the few books it seemed he had read to get information about who I might be. The idea of him looking at all of these items made me feel good that he cared that much. I picked up the first book which was written by a fellow wolf as it had far too many details about where wolves might be located at. I followed the geographics of the writing and realize that the Cresent Moon Pack couldn't be further than a few days away from us if traveling by wolf. That made the idea of an attack now hard to believe.

Only after five full hours did Logo finally discover the alchemical canon most suited to him. General Outline of Aslant Alchemy, A Foundational Introduction to Mechanical Alchemy, Karashen’s Analysis of Materials Science, Mefin’s Detailed Commentary on Runes, Collected Notes for Apprentice Alchemists… Eleven volumes in total. Had they been written on paper, any single one of them could easily have filled ten rooms. When Logo chose to receive this knowledge, each star of information transformed into a meteor and shot toward him, sinking one after another into his chest.

“Now pull and let your min follow, not your boy. Let the disconnect happen via your telepathy. You’ll wrap onto her string, as it would appear to follow it in. Tell us what you see.” Nia breathed deeply and pulled many times until she felt, different. Looking down, she was floating outside of her own body. Momentary panic at the physical disconnect from her living body flooded her senses. Kali looked straight at Nia’s spirit. “You’re not dead, don’t panic. You’re astral projecting. Now help get her back, we don’t have time!”

Sasha, attuned to the whispers of astral winds, murmured, "The answers we seek are written in the very breath of this realm. We must listen, for the astral winds carry the secrets of the cosmos." Maris, a guardian of earthly and astral realms, cautioned, "The astral challenges may not be tangible, but they are no less real. Stay vigilant; the astral enigma tests not just strength, but perception." Seraphina, her lyre resonating with astral melodies, played a tune that seemed to merge with the very essence of the realm. "Our journey is a symphony, each note resonating through the astral expanse. Let our melodies harmonize with the cosmic energies."

"Astral-projection takes years and innate skill to learn. It's a very rare gift, one you taught yourself over the course of time. Somehow, you even mastered how to take corporeal form. I've never heard of anyone doing that before. Honestly, I'm in awe." "And that's why you woke up with bruises. Brady was holding onto you and along for the ride. The blinking in and out he claimed to see was, no doubt, your energy depleting." Ceara let out a quivering breath. "This is incredibly dangerous. The farther away your spirit is from your body, the harder it is to get back. Plus, you can take material shape. Meaning, if something happens to you while projecting, it's permanent. If Brady hadn't been th