Cursed Spirits Novels & Stories

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

The work here greatly tests one’s faith in God. Oh well, tomorrow I’m going to go down to town, so I can visit my family for a couple of days. Hopefully, I will be able to forget all of the evil things that we have On a hilltop near the edge of the Forrest stood an average-sized boy, maybe seventeen or eighteen years of age, he was also relatively skinny in a way that did not seem healthy. His presence is neither human nor demonic, but something in between, almost inhuman, or beastly as some might say. He stops at the edge of the Forrest and turns back around.

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

The anger that had once consumed him seemed to dissipate in the face of the promise, his frustration turned into a quiet, almost reluctant hope. With the tension finally broken, the group turned their attention to the next task at hand. Kiara had kept her promise, but there was more to be done. They had to find the seven spirits of sin. And with the witches’ resurrection now within reach, there was no time to waste. Lucius stepped forward, his gaze steady. “We’ve learned where the spirits are. They’re hidden in a tomb, an ancient resting place. We need to move fast if we want to stop them.”

I’ve never heard of it before. I was going to ask another question but he spoke first. “Dark spirits are those spirits who you can give orders to. I’m sure that someone’s behind these happenings and that someone wants to take my life.” Those sentences made me more confused. I really don’t have a thing with fantasies and I don’t believe in supernatural things so these “spirits” my Dad is talking about is giving me non other than confusion. Dad noticed the confused look on my face so he started talking again, explaining everything I sought to understand.

When we got home, there was Euri, who was enraged when she spotted Kazuo. I could see she was enraged. I can see the flames erupting from her translucent body. This is a furious Demon! "What is this? Why is there a Ghost hanging around you!?" She exclaimed, actually— She isn't upset that Kazuo is hovering around me. She's undoubtedly upset because I failed to keep my promise to her. I understand how concerned she was; conversing with other spirits is a foolish thing to do. I clapped both of my palms, forcibly smiling against each other.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

Cammie looked at me dumbfounded. "Seriously?" she finally asked. "Yes," I nodded. "I don't make it up." "But how could she be the cause?" "She's not normal, Cammie," I said. "You'd already told me that," Cammie pointed out. "No, I mean she's not like anyone else," I said and tried to force the words. "She's- a psychic-vampire." "A psychic what?" Cammie echoed out bewilderingly. "A succubus if you prefer," I said again. "You read a lot. You know what dhampire is. You better know what a succubus means!"

About that. Tsuki gave several bottles of cachaça towards the other spirits, who now, possessors love a bottle of liquor, it was easy to bribe them and induce them to steal what they wanted, when everyone was satisfied with their collections of sexual organs, taken with them. them, towards the spiritual world. All ended up cursed, when they were taken over by possessing spirits that left them all night like humanoid versions of old turbos and white hair stretched out with skinny faces, screaming and moaning, men and women did not escape this ruse.

They hadn’t expected that the lurking force was actually an evil spirit. The term "evil spirit" sounded deeply malevolent, and for good reason. Evil spirits were dark, corrupt entities that absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Their primary sustenance came from feeding on the power of beasts and humans, disrupting the natural balance. These spirits were often the lingering remnants of beings—whether beasts, humans, or others—who had died but failed to fully disappear. They had instead turned into malevolent beings. Tyron and the Violet Rain Bird's expressions darkened. The former looked at Adrian, feeling helpless. “This lurking creature seems to be at the Divine Stage, on par