Female Spirits Novels & Stories

Most spirits were like them, they never beilived what they were told thinking that they were just being scared away. Her guess was proven right, when she heard the female spirit asking the male once where were those angry spirits they were told roamed around to eat them up. Without second thoughts, she dashed out of her hiding place and approached them. She could see the fear griiping their eyes which then disapperead when they realized she was also coming in as well. Of course, a new spirit could always be fished out because they still had the wordly-forest scent lingering on them while the spirits which had stayed in there for centuries smelled of damp.

The middle woman holding a staff on the other hand squinted at me. She grabbed the glass from the woman on her left and darted her eyes at me, “I sense three spirits sharing a single body. Isn’t it cramped inside, boy?” My heart dropped upon hearing her discovery, “Excuse me?” “Excuse you, Fenrir,” the woman on the right wearing a violet scarf got a hold of the glass. A force full of air came out from my mouth and nose in a rush, “I’m sorry. That was rude of me.”

"I brought you here, not to be inside of my body but outside of it." I need to be inside… No you don't, I said. Because that will hurt me. No. I won't hurt you, the spirit said. I only help you. I smiled. This just might work. ~*~ At first, I was the only one who brought spirits over, and they were all females of various shades of brown and in various shapes and sizes. Each of them wanted to slam into me until Oni stopped them from doing so by rapidly explaining that they would hurt me.

To get the right ambiance going. I hear the overlapping wispy voices of the Spirits, "They're here," "Here!" "They are coming," "Coming!" "Powerful these ones," "These ones!" "Stronger," "Stronger than the last!" "Last!" "The Strongest I've felt so far!" "They don't know," "Don't know their potential," "No not yet!" "But it's there inside," "Inside of them," "I feel it, pulsating from their very core!" "Yes, it's there!" "I feel it too, it's powerful!" "It has the potential for great light," "Or great darkness!" "Send them," "Yes, send them to Lucia!" "Yes, Lucia and Edvard are powerful enough to handle these ones!" "YES!" They all yell together.

The handsome man's husky and deep voice was so soothing to anyone's ears that would want them to hear it often. “I will finish early, woman, I mean Soheila. When we meet you have to remember my name and that is...” He crushed the paper before he said, “Theodore.” Meanwhile, in Soheila's dorm, the two spirit beasts ran to the living room as they could feel that the five new were there. As expected, the two spirit beast saw them talking with Sirene on a long sofa while the others are on the other sofa. “Sirene, what are your attributes? Mine is light, ice, wind.” Hector asked Sirene.

Alex said. Although the two women couldn’t see it clearly, Alex could see through everything. There were a total of nine women’s souls that emerged from the blood pool. These women’s souls had long turned into resentful spirits. Since their corpses remained in this blood pool after they died, their souls became resentful spirits that resided in this place ever since. “Ghosts?” Anna shuddered. “That’s right. Would you like to see them?” Alex asked. Although Anna was afraid, she was still Tigress from the Divine Constabulary. After adjusting herself a little, she finally mustered the courage to hop off Alex’s back.

“Sorry, I’m not quite finished. We’ve come across various things as we went. The innkeepers since Olivia Reynolds have either had their corpses found or reported missing. We were out taking photos during the festival. I reviewed them after getting back to the Inn. It surprised me many photos had unexplained images. Each image and location coincided with eyewitness accounts of previous sightings of spirits. I found are images of a spirit. But we soon realized that they aren’t all the same spirit. There are at least three distinct spirits: one female and two males. Now we could get responses from spirit at the inn. They admitted to being Olivia, and she warned us to avoid the male on land. She

She need to stop it right away and as much as possible bring them out of here. Without saying a word, Ferlah stormed to attack Purple Smoke. She sent her tentacles to take down the evil woman. Purple Smoke fought with all her might. But she did not manage to keep them away from her and ended up being wrapped inside one of it. She couldn't be seen right now. Ferlah began chanting her ritual and created the same ball of white light that she used earlier. It was five times bigger than the before since it should have to carry everyone in that cage including her. If there were only four of them, it won't take a long time to make it. But since they're almost two dozens now, she needed to make it b

The air smelled of expensive perfume, whiskey, and something darker—arousal. A woman in a sleek black gown approached her with a smile. “First time?” Lila nodded. “Drink?” The woman pressed a flute of champagne into her hand. “Nerves are normal. Tonight you can watch… or you can play.” Lila’s pulse fluttered. “Play?” The woman’s eyes sparkled behind her mask. “The auction begins in twenty minutes. Submissives volunteer. Bidders win one night—whatever they desire, within negotiated limits. Safe word enforced. Everything recorded for security. No names required.”

She peered down at my face, her dark-painted lips lifting in a serpentine smile. Seconds later, I could feel something stirring. I recognized that sensation, no matter how brief I had experienced it in the past. I did not see the threads of spirit as they were wielded, but I could feel them. This dark-haired Fae, she used spirit as though it were an extension of herself and I remembered what Micah had told me. Only incredibly strong Fae could wield spirit, and this woman knew what she was doing.