Romans & histoires Female Spirits

They were evil gods, the Spirit of Misfortune and the Spirit of Destruction. Princess Mariel stood beside the Queen Mother, flanked by the phoenixes and Leo, their blades drawn. The air thickened with tension, the gods’ presence pressing over them like an invisible storm. The Spirit of Misfortune stopped and took a deep breath. “Ah, I smell something delicious. How about you?” The Spirit of Destruction also took in a deep breath then ran his tongue over his lips hungrily. “I smell it too. It's been so long since I've smelled something so pure.”

She didn't exactly recall how Acacias looked like or anything and she doesn't even remember clearly how she had met the spirit but she did remember that Acacias sounded a lot more feminine and angelic and although the voice speaking to her right now was calm, it still sounded nothing like Acacias's voice. "You sound nothing like the moon spirit Acacias and if you are really her, then you should have shown yourself by now," Amelia said and Acacias immediately chuckled. "Oh dear, don't be so silly. Do you forget that I'm actually very different from you? I'm not a person Amelia, I'm a spirit and the only reason you can even hear is cause I want you to. We spirits don't usually sound the same t

She asked in a whisper. You’re not, Rina said after a pause, but most wouldn’t dare speak it out loud. Sophia looked up at her, her eyes wide with quiet horror, What do you mean? There are old legends, my Lady, Rina whispered, glancing at the shadows along the walls. Whispers of spirits that attach themselves to grief, jealousy, and guilt. Spirits that don’t feed on flesh but on the mind. You think something followed me? Sophia’s voice was barely above a whisper, heavy with dread.

The world spun around me. Elaine had made some serious allegations about dishonesty in the spirit world. A player/cheat in the real world lies about love for temporary sexual relationships. Why would males of the spirit world lie to obtain an eternity with one woman? The logic was absurd. “Elaine, I don’t know what you mean by this. What could an incubus get by overextending their stay?” I queried. “Let me explain it to you. Spirits are obsessive and possessive. They get attached much faster than humans and don’t want to leave,” Elaine emphasized.

She and Caspian met in this way, which surprised Caspian. However, the cute girl was not in a good situation at the moment. She was being besieged by three evil spirits. Among the three evil spirits, one was tall, one was short, and the other looked like an old man, who was pressing toward Xie Qingyu step by step. "Heh, just follow us. We've been here for many years and are tired of playing with the female ghosts here. We want to change our taste." "Yes, yes, we haven't met a living person for many years. Originally, I thought that as long as we met the first living person, we would accept all the men and women as our own. God is so pitiful to us, sending us such a lively woman!"

Then, he asked for the date of birth of our children, as well as a photo of Avery. "Mr. and Mrs. Kent, my prediction was right. Your eldest daughter has been subjected to some dark voodoo magic." Michael and I exchanged glances, holding our breaths. "This is a cruel spell. The caster forces her own soul onto an unborn fetus, taking over their body. Through this, they can influence the parents' emotions. That would be the voice that you both have been hearing." He continued, "Perhaps due to the bond between the sisters, or because your true daughter's soul has not fully dissipated, she becomes agitated whenever the younger one feels joy."

Yet, beneath the panic, a forbidden thrill stirred, her curiosity about the dark tales feeding the heat building again. The doll's free hand—cold and precise—moved to her face. Its porcelain fingers pried at her jaw, forcing her mouth open despite her whimpers. Lila's lips parted under the pressure, teeth grazing the smooth digit that slipped inside. It tasted faintly of dust and something metallic, the spirit's essence invading her mouth just as its cock invaded her pussy. The finger pushed deeper, hooking against her tongue, demanding she suck. She gagged softly, saliva pooling as her wide eyes pleaded up at the glowing red ones. Terror gripped her chest, but lust followed, her body betray

, Sophia sniffed, being the crybaby she was, the only one to cry over a regular speech. "I wish I was there to hug you right now, honey. I understand what you mean and I won't push you or force you into anything, trust me", she wasn't even allowed to finish her speech before she was cut off. "Soph wouldn't but I would, I mean, get over it already, there's a lot more to life than your lame job, y'know", she sighed. "You're hot as hell, any guy would want you, a mixed girl with a fat ass, great attitude, amazing job, gorgeous smile, smart head, terrific jokes, ambidextrous, multilingual, I could go on and on".

I explained. A few days ago, Tempest had confided in me that her appearance made others wary and fearful. She didn't want such a thing, so she asked if there was any way to fit in. After some research and a phone call to my father, I was notified that spirits can change their appearance at will as long as they can envision how they'd like to look. So, I asked Maria to pick me some teen fashion magazines up when she went shopping.

I couldn’t wait to see what sort of extra abilities Rem could gift everyone. Rem smiled up at me softly. “I can’t wait to see what our future will hold, after the war,” he said happily, his fingers slowly stroking my inner thighs in slow, sensual strokes. “Me too,” I agreed and with a flush of my cheeks, I leaned down, offering Rem’s lips a passionate kiss. “Maybe I’ll do a little Star magic and have your pups, you think?” I partly joked. Truth was, Seren’s words rang through my mind constantly since that moment. Spirits have no gender and I had been awakened now. No reason I had to comply with mortal norms. Right?