Books For Free Spirits Novels & Stories

So well, Malisa and Aiden's story hasn't ended yet as there would be a part two. I'll inform you guys about it when it's out... In the meantime, you guys can check out my other books. The Better Place : A very emotional story about decisions and how they affect our future. It's dedicated to my deceased friend, Jemmy.... ( Book is completed with 180 chapters . Available on, Goodnovel and Web Novel. ) Depressed ( love yourself ) : A unique book on learning to love oneself and building a strong self esteem... Also a book on Self discovery. ( Book is completed and is Available on N******t. )

This time punching any free spot on his body she find. "Fuck you Spencer. I'm tired of your bullshit. I nicely tell you I'm not interested, and you think the best way to get me to be interested is to talk to me and treat me like shit. Fuck you. I can't fucking stand you. Why the fuck would you think telling me to kill myself would make me want you. You are worthless. I hope if you ever find your mate she kicks your ass into shape. You need someone whose going to see past your bullshit and knock sense into you. Or I hope you don't find one at all. I don't know who taught you how to treat women and that we belong at your feet bending to your every order. Whoever they are needs their ass kicked

Except for Eli. He was sitting at register three, legs kicked up on the counter, sipping coffee from a thermos shaped like a rocket ship. “Did we swap personalities?” she asked, setting her bag down. “I couldn’t sleep,” he said. “So I figured I’d alphabetize the self-help books by level of delusion.” Callie arched a brow. “What’s top of the list?” “‘Manifesting for Millionaires.’ Right above ‘Confidence in Six Minutes or Less.’”

mused Daniel, then added, “But, you don’t need to be there until five.” “Moms,” I remarked, as if that explained everything, Daniel nodded his head in agreement. “I really do want to go to the library though.” “Perhaps Bobby is right, you may end up like Annabella, if you search too much into this,” cautioned Daniel. “What do you want me to do? These ghost were human beings that just want to be at rest, right now they can’t do that. Would you prefer I touch them? I really rather not experience that again though,” I responded, shuddering. I was also getting annoyed at how people thought I could not handle myself. I do just fine on my own, somewhat…

We’re at the school’s library doing some of our assignments for tomorrow. Just one semester and we’re off to graduate in this hell of a college. Finally, it's time to get the diploma everyone is dying hard to taste it. “Just not my taste. I also don’t have any dress to wear, I’m not born for those parties actually.” “Well, you looked like shit with your kind of clothes, I agree. But you can always come to my place, I can lend you dresses and even gowns of your choice.” I smiled then stood up.

I looked at the sets of books that cost me thousands of dollars, and hundreds of hours just to read all of them. “Yeah, Izzy,” I said as I grabbed the set of Percy Jackson Books by Rick Riordan, and I could almost feel tears form in my eyes, “these books seem like they’re harmless, but I know in myself what they do to me, and I know how much these books affect me spiritually. I need to let go of these books and set myself free from myself and my addiction.”

“What is so surprising? Don’t tell me you haven’t heard about book spirits !” The Diva said maintaining that always plastered smile over her thin lips. She was a divine figure. Press knew that it was no use of pissing her over or arguing with her. She had never heard about that books also possessed the spirits. It was a new thing. “Why all out of sudden today?” Empress asked her a half-question, but the Diva seemed to understand it fully. She shook her head here and there as if trying to express her getting bored replying back,

The tiny print and the archaic language of this book made it even more difficult. I adjusted my position so more light could go on the page and started to read aloud. “If the spirit so wicked is known to be obliterated—why not just say when an evil spirit is destroyed? Then a fraction of the wicked essence may be detached and float through the ethers until it lands on one whose humors are imbalanced.” I started and reread that section a few times. Did it mean that when an evil spirit was destroyed, it could leave pieces behind and attach to other people? What did the humor have to do with it? Was it talking about depressed people?

“They don’t like it when I say I’ve already been there.” “Hard to go somewhere you don’t believe in.” He mused. “True statement.” She agreed. “I pulled a few books for you. Don’t feel like you have to all of them. Or even any of them.” “I appreciate this. I’m not sure what to think about all of this.” “The woman? The feelings you have? Or the gifts she has?” Giving her a wry smile, he asked, “Do I have to pick just one?” “Absolutely not.” Ciara shuffled the books and pulled one out, handing it over. “This one is about ghosts. I also pulled a few about white covens.”

But Titus said nothing and just kept quiet as he continued to listen to Lola’s story and walked towards the secret room that held Pearl’s dark sorcery book. Staring at the forbidden book on dark magic made by Pearl gave me goosebumps, even Lola didn’t dare to come closer after she managed to lock it so that it wouldn’t be detected by other witches, glancing at Titus who had also looked in my direction, we both thought that this couldn’t be fake. “The book won’t affect someone who doesn’t have blood magic, but your mate might not” Lola informed Titus who looked at me before nodding. He slowly approached the book and sure enough, nothing happened when he touched it.