Conversations With A Spirit Novels & Stories

My euphoria was over and Vic pulled away, as Anya coughed loudly behind him. I felt so embarrassed that I wanted a hole to open up right in front of me, so I can jump in and disappear! Why do I keep doing this to myself?? Why do I keep wanting something I would never get! I didn't have the time recover much as all my friends began to give me presents and wished me once again. Rahul and his girlfriend Pari were the last to wish me.

He glanced up towards the man before his wife. “The reason it’s not a Holy War is that we don’t have the spear that killed Jesus. Nor do we have the chalice and we’re not battling in the Holy City.” He felt Ava’s hand laced into one of his, allowing him to explain further. “A Spirit War is what we’re in the middle of, fighting for the souls of this world.” He glanced around the room. “But it seems that he wants to have a war here in Spokane.”

"There are voices of people that linger when their lives are unjustly taken from this earth," Crystal said. "Voices of blood, and people who can't get justice for themselves. These voices belong to the souls of the dead, and the innocent. They can haunt you, torment you, and even try to kill you if they are strong enough. They are like air. They can't be seen. They can't be touched. They can be felt, but mostly through one's hearing. They glide in the air. The strong wind can stop them, and so can fire. Nature doesn't necessarily stop them, but anything too loud for you to hear them can temporarily stop them. And that is why they are called whispers.

Spirit calmly replied, “I am afraid it is too late for that. You wanted to rise, and you did but with power comes responsibility. Your choices don’t only affect you anymore.” I had nothing left to argue with, so I just laid in bed trying to think of solutions. When it was almost midnight, I still had not thought of anything. With a heavy heart, I went outside and transformed into Spirit. I had to go as Spirit because I knew the moment, I would talk to Duke I would jump in his car and not think about the consequences. So, Spirit went to the hill that had a view over Duke his house. She saw Duke coming out at midnight looking around hopefully. The clocktower banged loudly at 12 and Duke waited

Chapter 14 Adolfa’s POV This time, my body quivered as the spirit vanished. I stood alone in the pitch-black silence, the bitter wind scraping across my face. My fingers tightened around the edges of my cloak as I attempted to comprehend what had just occurred. Why is my destiny always entwined with spirits? The first spirit startled me, yet here I stood again, speaking to another—one more formidable and vast than the last. Was it real? Had I truly encountered another spirit from the otherworld once again?

I opened the app store and typed in “séance.” Stupid. I knew it was stupid. But I didn’t have a dusty old Ouija board or some gothic medium on speed dial. I had my phone. And right now, it was the only thing between me and the silence. I picked one with decent reviews: “SpiritLink: Connect with the Beyond.” It had the kind of silly interface you’d expect, candles, a board, swirling letters. But it said it used “energy-sensitive microphone response.” Whatever. I just wanted a way to call him.

“No idea. I don’t do anything special. I just talk with them.” “Yeah. Well, maybe that’s the special bit. Isaac and Trish spent the whole day up there, and they didn’t explain the situation to the spirit. I mean, I wouldn’t have, either. Wouldn’t have even crossed my mind that a spirit may not know where they are or why. But you talk to them like they were living people like you and me.” “Just like you talked with Edward a while ago. Nothing weird. They may not be living, but they’re still people.”

I answered as I rubbed my temples, then added, “I don’t think it was just me, I think I was controlling the spirits or giving them the ability to go into corporeal form.” “Scary.” Sunama mumbled. “You haven’t left yet?” Ela appeared and scolded me with Karm right behind her.” “No, my sisters wouldn’t listen until I told them my vision.” I told her. “Oh, a vision do tell.” Karm stated, sitting on the ground. Ela slapped him. “We don’t have time right now, geez,” “What are you talking to the spirits about?” Gia asked, curious, only hearing my answers to them.

"Then, why don't you think so if it's about doing that with me?" "Because it is disgusting, and so you are." "Come on, you must want to do it. Let me ****** your ****** so you can feel the real ecstasy from Heaven." GEM-B tempted him. "I'm sorry, I am just a wandering spirit that can't go to Heaven nor Hell and I have no intention to go to either." Cocong refused.

My nostrils flared as I sucked in deep breaths, fighting to keep my wits about me. “What do you want from me?” I rasped. If I could get it talking, then maybe I could find a way out of this. I wouldn’t. But it was worth a shot. The spirit moved to one side, its footsteps slow, predator-like. It moved to the other side, its gaze never leaving me. Its mouth opened wider, and it laughed. “Blood.” Blood? “Why?” The spirit crouched, ready to attack. “Thiiiiirsty.”