Fanfic Spirit Novels & Stories

As she touched the bloodied coin, her mouth muttered the familiar chant repetitively. "Spirit, spirit of the coin. Please come out and play with me. Spirit, spirit of the coin, please come out and play with me." The effect takes place in an instant. The chilling wind is blowing harshly in Thalia's room. The curtains shook strong as if a gale stormed inside her room. Thalia bowed her head down and reflectively protected her face with her free hand as the torrent of wind became harsher as time ticked away. It took only a minute or two for the wind to die down, yet, it's felt eternity for Thalia. A rotten odor wafted into her nostril, and Thalia's nose scrunched in disgust.

I was ready to face the cats and wanted to do it before Cecily and Rondy woke up. The women's door was open a crack and I entered without knocking. Their hushed whispers stopped immediately. I now had the ability to mentally communicate with Isa and Mitty. I truly hoped Lacy and Marisol would join the clan and the mind sharing would extend to them. They were strong females and we needed them. Isa and Mitty would learn their own strengths too. I could help put them on that path.

The moment their eyes met—static. Her voice echoed louder than ever in his mind. Oh no, he smells good. His jaw clenched. “Seraphina.” Abort mission! Abort—! He set her down abruptly, stepping back as though burned. “Stay away from me.” Gladly! --- Later that night, Seraphina’s reflection appeared again. “You’re changing,” the spirit said. “How?” Mira asked. “You laugh more easily than I ever did. Yet you’re afraid of love.” Mira’s smile faltered. “Love got me nowhere. In my world, it was… complicated.”

A gentle and soothingly soft voice invades my mind. "Who are you? Why are you in my mind? What did you do with Sunny!?" I literally scream out loud. I do not want to share such intimacy with a stranger. Whoever she is, she cannot replace my Sunny! I do not care even if she wants to help me. "I am your other spirit. The one who gave you the wings during the battle. I am Seraphim." "Oh dear wolf spirits. not another super being again!" I literally groan out loud.

I diverted my attention, elsewhere, afraid to vomit because of the guy who is bluntly flirting with a spirit. I saw a Spirit wearing a brown armor-looking suit with black highlights. He is probably the spirit of earth. The spirit is floating in front of a girl, a shy looking girl. She has eyeglasses and a few bruises on her arms. The girl is looking up to the spirit with an awkward smile, more awkward than the smile I was flashing a while back. The Spirit is smiling as he look down on her, both are not talking.

The Fifth Fiend Lord’s soul must have been able to make use of her own desolation and gloom to overpower her before. “I have an idea that would help,” said Chu Xun suddenly. “What idea is that?” cried the Spirit, her face lighting up with exhilaration and hope. “Not yet. But it won’t be long, I promise you,” said Chu Xun. From the way the spirit talked and behaved, Chu Xun could tell that although she had lived for tens of millions of years, she had never communicated with anyone. She was as simple-minded as a child, and her way of speaking was probably learned from the elveFrom the disposition of the Spirit, Chu Xun could tell that she had never made contact with anyone before for thousands

Like I always have strange dreams involving werewolves and this afternoon's encounter with the mysterious little girl. "Yes, I believe it" I said and we kissed again. With that gentle look in his eyes, Rafe spoke again. "There is a spirit from the past, after he experienced many reincarnations but never achieved his main goal. That spirit always fails to get its Fated Mate" Rafe said while touching my lips lightly and I unconsciously grasped the man's fingers. "Is that spirit causing your transformation?" I asked again and Rafe nodded. Rafe himself began to undress, revealing his perfect, muscular body.

There was no tingling, no sensation against my skin and yet, Micah claimed I had just used magic. “Of course, there is. Spirit—spirit lives in everything, in every Fae, creature and tree. It is the one element that is not designated to any specific Court. Most of us, we can’t even access it. Only the truly powerful can wield spirit.” Micah chuckled, taking deep breaths of the crisp air as though he had never experienced it at this depth before. “Actually, those who can wield spirit are somewhat feared.” “What about you?” I asked, running my eyes over the relaxed stance he took. There was no tension in his spine or shoulders, no worry in his eyes. If anything, he seemed full of blissful relie

“THE SPIRITS: HANNAH LYN MIOKI One of the celestial twin spirits and guardian of the Shrine Maiden Daniela. She is the embodiment of the celestial moon guardian of the night and holds the powerful death scythe that can command shadows and can kill a demon with a strike. Her human appearance is a beautiful girl with long dark hair, dark eyes, and pale skin. Mischievous and playful, she often plays with a human by sacring them with her ghostly appearance, thus putting her in trouble with the maiden and the constant scolding from her twin Jessa. As the cursed book is open, she is trapped in a body of a human girl that resembles her appearance as a celestial spirit. But with her memories sealed

Chase had to cover his mouth tight to muffle a laugh. “I knew it. You can’t hide anything from me, Chris. You are totally falling for this girl.” Chase shook his head, thoroughly amused. “Man, I really want to know what kind of wild drama went down between them to make Spirit turn so incredibly cold toward him. Did they actually hook up?” He shook his head vigorously at the idea. “No way. Chris is way too straight-laced to pull a move like that on a resident. And Spirit? No chance. She’s a total spitfire. She wouldn’t let him get away with anything that fast. So what gives?”