Female Spirits Novels & Stories

gasped Chu Xun. “Just because you saved the Elves doesn’t mean I’ll tolerate any impertinence from you, Devil.” Chu Xun waved a hand and said, “I mean no disrespect. It’s just… For one moment, you’re a he, then after then, you’re a she… So… You know…” The Spirit fell into silent contemplation before she finally said, “I’m female, although I use a male voice sometimes to sound powerful and commanding.” “Surely you don’t have to pretend to be male to be commanding. You only need to show a thing or two with that great powers of yours and no one would dare raise his voice at you,” commented Chu Xun.

HOOOOOOWWWWWWLLLLLLL…!!!!! My howl echoed then followed by Destine who was Sabrina’s wolf. Yes, Sabrina apparently has powers blessed by the moon Goddess herself, her wolf is a white wolf only known to be possessed by the moon Goddess herself, no one else is heard to have her and I, with my own eyes see her and she is my mate. Is this a blessing from you moon Goddess? An answer or a favor for me who has spent all this time alone and sad?

It was as if the spirits themselves were responding to Freda's call, guiding us towards the truth. As we stood there, the energy in the room reaching its peak, Freda's eyes remained closed, her focus unwavering. The tissue paper with the blood sample seemed to emit a soft glow, as if resonating with the energy of Mrs. Hope's spirit. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, and we felt a deep connection to the mystical forces at play. Freda's abilities as a witch were awe-inspiring, and we knew that she was tapping into a realm beyond our comprehension.

I was sure I was in the woods because of the earthy scents and the rustling of leaves, and I felt the softness of the ground under my feet. “I don’t mean to hurt you.” One moment, she was a glowing wolf, and now, she was a big white wolf standing before me. Wait. Did it just talk to me in my head? “Oh. Who are you?” My voice still trembled. “I’m one of many spirits.” I chuckled, swatting my hand. “Right. A female wolf spirit is talking in my head.”

I turned slowly to look at Faith—the real Faith—who was still standing near the window, her expression unreadable. “What the hell was that?” I asked finally, my voice barely above a whisper. Faith didn’t answer right away. Her gaze was fixed on the door, as if she could still see the impostor walking away. Then she looked at me, her glowing eyes serious. “That,” she said slowly, “was my fake twin.” I frowned, confused. “Your fake twin?” Faith nodded. “She’s not human, Sofia. She’s a shadow spirit. She copies the appearance of people to get close to their targets. She must have been sent here by someone.”

He did not have any scratch on him so that meant that I came on the right time before she could harm him. I still needed to figure out the reason behind her appearance. Spirits were everywhere, but they never encountered humans. They just stayed in their own corners, doing nothing. There were two types of spirits- the evil and the good one. No doubt she was an evil one. Even if she was an evil spirit, there would be no reason for her to attack Ryan because spirits do not have memories. All their memories got erased after death. So what the reason for her attack? And the most important thing, how was Ryan able to see her?

"I thought they were only in legends now." Apparently, they were not only in legend. Just like the others, he saw these floating balls of energy appearing until thousands of them blanketed the forest around them. Two of the balls zipped by him straight into the tent and two forms began to take shape. An apparition of a woman with moth wings and an elvish male floated above Seraphina. Dante watched as Seraphina gazed up at the spirits in awe. The female spirit turned to Dante and he gasped, gazing at the familiar face. The figure drifted to him, floating in front him.

Its pages fluttered erratically, stirred by a wind that felt wrong, alien, as if it siphoned whispers from another realm. The ritual she was about to perform seemed straightforward: a Veil blessing meant to keep the restless spirits anchored in their eternal slumber. But today… there was an unsettling absence of spirits. No faint whispers scraping the edges of her consciousness. No gentle tugs at the boundaries of her mind. Nothing. “It's too quiet,” Autumn murmured, her brow furrowed in concern. Nearby, Jade stood wrapped in her oversized hoodie, hands buried deep in its pockets, shivering slightly from the autumn chill. “Maybe the spirits are just sleeping in,” she offered, her voice a mix

Levi remained silent. “Because by then, it seems like I can only be by your side.” She said, “Oh, if it doesn’t work... if it doesn’t work, don’t rush to destroy that body. Even though it’s a female body, it can still be kept for Lord Ewen. He probably wouldn’t mind. The shadow spirits have never had a body in their lifetime, like the fairy spirits in the Green Forest pack going to work at the Red Moon pack’s palace, they don’t even have a place to stay, so they’re very pitiful alone.” Listening to Arista speaking so seriously, Levi’s lips twitched slightly.

Liam ordered the group. We all parted from Veronica, leaving her and two other girls that she was going to share this kill with. I licked my lips in anticipation. My beast wanted to laugh. How could we be intimidated by a female who couldn't even take down her own bear? It was funny. She wasn't worthy for our male. As much as she wanted to think she was good enough for him, my beast and I both knew she wasn't. Her mate would be at her level when she finally met him.