Celestial Spirit Novels & Stories

The battle will begin today, and only one of us needs to stay and it would be me. I heard voices from above and they were all cheering. I can hear the metal screeching and It seems that they are preparing for the war. The spiritual war that will happen today. The spiritual war happened billions of years ago and will happen again now, not because we need to know who is mightier but to bring balance on earth. I need to end his ambition of being a god because he will never be one. The thunder roared and the heaven split. The angels from heaven fly down like lightning. The help is here and I am no longer outnumbered. The war between me and my brother started. While I keep an eye on Maria. I will

The astral currents carried our silent exchanges into the cosmic unknown, hinting at the infinite possibilities where the dialogues of our intertwined destinies would continue to unfold in the cosmic ballet. In the shimmering cosmic ballet, our intertwined destinies navigated through the astral currents, each movement echoing with unspoken words. The guardian, a spectral guide, pointed to a celestial gateway, inviting us to step beyond the known. "Astral dialogues transcend the boundaries of language; they are the echoes of emotions written in the stars," the guardian murmured, their voice a celestial cadence.

I’m still estranged by this world and everything seems so unreal, it will take time for me to finally adjust to my surroundings. “To call your spirits, you first need to know what type of spirit you are calling. Spirits comes in six types: Air spirit, Earth spirit, Fire spirit, Water spirit, Special spirit and the most dangerous of all, the dark spirit. Usually, spirit users like us are only able to attain three types but, if you’re strong and your body is compatible with all of them, you’ll be able to attain all six but that is a rare case. As for me, I can only call the fire, earth and water spirits. Now, I want you to try calling the earth spirit since we’re in a forest. All you need to d

Zhou Fu was furious because he had been arguing for quite a while but the woman didn't heed the slightest bit of his request. The white-haired beauty introduced herself as the embodiment of Holy Spirit Magic. She said that she had the power to restore the souls of the dead. “Not all places on earth are inhabited by Holy Spirits. The Holy Spirit is a gift from God for lands that are ruled justly and prosperously. We didn't just choose anyone to revive. I chose you, and for that you should be grateful, not angry!”

No more wails to be had— The feminine form touches herself and shudders deliciously upon her sculpted throne of mortar and bones. She knows the girl can see other worlds; observing them even as they observe back. Knows the immense threat the girl poses. She stretches and stands, urinates down bare legs. Dripping in exhilaration, this creature’s wildish floor-length hair lifts and swirls about her as she begins her scheming. Holding intercourse with the dead. She calls on something then, calls it forth from some ink-black place into birth, and listens with leering smile as it shrieks out miserably at its own hopeless fate in the darkness of the ruin’s attic above.

HOOOOOOWWWWWWLLLLLLL…!!!!! My howl echoed then followed by Destine who was Sabrina’s wolf. Yes, Sabrina apparently has powers blessed by the moon Goddess herself, her wolf is a white wolf only known to be possessed by the moon Goddess herself, no one else is heard to have her and I, with my own eyes see her and she is my mate. Is this a blessing from you moon Goddess? An answer or a favor for me who has spent all this time alone and sad?

She ruffled Celeste’s hair and said, “My baby is so eloquent now. Mommy is so proud…” “What is eloquent, Mommy?” Celeste curiously asked, her head tilted with her gleaming doll eyes. “Hahahahaha! Fairy Celeste is eloquent because she communicates clearly." “Yes! Fairy Celeste is eloquent!” Cecilia pinched Celete’s cheeks and continued, “So, I will tell you my wish. I hope Fairy Celeste can grant it.” Seeing Celeste’s playful and curious eyes, Cecilia proceeded to say, “I wish Fairy Celeste could protect Leon and everyone in this house while Mommy is away.”

The incantation written in the arcane scroll had become red like it was written in blood with an image of a lily of the valley and grain had intertwined. “Let them die the death of the upright and may their end be like they had become the stars in the heavens, like a spirit that had not fallen…Sunt stellae in caelo.” Then the heavens stirred, thunder crashed amid a whirlwind, lightning lit up the world, the earth shook and trembled. Daydreams, they flew away and they were gone, no one knows where. The dreamer awakened. The earth mourned and withered. The sound of a crash and a woman shouting shook her as one does to wake another from sleep. Crash! “Siegfried!

A bright light enveloped the altar, illuminating our faces with a divine glow. And then, like an ancestral echo, the truth began to unfold before our eyes. The shadows of the past dissipated, revealing the secrets that had been kept secret for so long. "Stella," Randall said, his voice full of restrained emotion, "is here you will find the answers you are looking for. The past and the present converge in this sacred place. Concentrate, listen to the voice of the sanctuary and allow your true nature to be revealed." I closed my eyes and let myself be enveloped by the energy of the sanctuary. I felt connected to the greatness of the universe, to the stars that shone above us and to the ancestr

At that moment, the Spirit Tool walked over and said cheerfully, “Congratulations, James. You’ve successfully advanced through all barriers and are now qualified to refine the Celestial Spirit. However, whether you obtain it depends on our master. You may advance further.” Hearing this, James' expression was full of anticipation. He approached the altar ahead of him. The woman in the white dress questioned the Spirit Tool, “Why’d you tell me to suddenly let him win?” The Spirit Tool sighed and said softly, “Master’s time is running out. Back then, he died, and a fragment of his soul escaped into the Celestial Abode, allowing him to remain in the area. However,