Female Spirits Novels & Stories

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.

She placed a gentle scallop shell hand on my eyes, veiling them from the ghosts of the barren sea: "Hang like Wotan, you shall, sacrificed to yourself, on my husky tongue. Turiel, my shieldmaiden... never forget the gods. I have traveled the ages, and the future rests on your three sister's breasts. I have seen how the world's become, I dove into Mymyr's well and kissed his blind brow, fighting precariously for the salmon of wisdom, I plucked stars from Mymyr's mind... and I know nothing of anything, and yet all of what is to come. That is what being a spirit is. Constantly yearning, yet powerless. Only mortals write. Immortals, we read, and lust. Lust for freedom. I want to be free... like

Zhou Fu was furious because he had been arguing for quite a while but the woman didn't heed the slightest bit of his request. The white-haired beauty introduced herself as the embodiment of Holy Spirit Magic. She said that she had the power to restore the souls of the dead. “Not all places on earth are inhabited by Holy Spirits. The Holy Spirit is a gift from God for lands that are ruled justly and prosperously. We didn't just choose anyone to revive. I chose you, and for that you should be grateful, not angry!”

“To call your spirits, you first need to know what type of spirit you are calling. Spirits comes in six types: Air spirit, Earth spirit, Fire spirit, Water spirit, Special spirit and the most dangerous of all, the dark spirit. Usually, spirit users like us are only able to attain three types but, if you’re strong and your body is compatible with all of them, you’ll be able to attain all six but that is a rare case. As for me, I can only call the fire, earth and water spirits. Now, I want you to try calling the earth spirit since we’re in a forest. All you need to do is close your eyes and whisper ‘Earth spirit, come to me and lend me your power' only in your head.” I closed my eyes and whisp

To the greatest surprise of both Mikel and Stella, Wisdom has torched the wolves and they didn't do any harm to Wisdom, and Wisdom was fully torching the wolves' bodies. And the furs are like something thick and flesh in his hands, the way the furs appears in his hand was indicating that their body cannot be dirty, like even if a bucket of sand was splashed on their body, the sands will just fall out from their body without staining it. Which was caused by the infection of the psyraids, the psyraid energy did that to their furs, so it actually came in the wolves' favor. "I like these wolves," Wisdom said and then both Mikel and Stella ran towards him now, to cuddle the wolves too but the wol

she said, “but they usually complete the job. Your yelling for it to get off of you would have aroused it further. Some spirits can be so earthbound that you can feel their touch. With all of the death that’s passed through this place, it wouldn’t surprise me to have one take advantage of you when it found you alone and exposed. Next time you take a nap, get under the covers.” I threw my hands over my face and wailed, “I thought it was Max. We often have sex while still half-asleep. I willingly let it do those things to me.” “That spirit knew what it was doing. It knew your pattern of having sex while half asleep and took advantage of that fact. It must have been watching you and wa

The green feature was being kicked by White Doll and it was an aggressive one. Lucas sighed to himself. 'This Spirit Family must be a smart one for knowing to transform into a lady. Unfortunately, Lucas the Demon was never once a womanizer.

I could tell it was a very bad word. In a heartbeat, the room filled with more than two hundred pre-teen girls grew quiet altogether. All eyes were on her, and how could they not? It was so weird to hear someone actually speak out her mind, at least here. Because here, women's opinion is supposed to be like the dark side of the moon; it exists, yet it is never exposed. But Sam was not the modest dark side of the moon. She was a proud Sirius A; a beautiful, free spirit we can't afford, Sister Cecilia said.

Diego couldn’t see her clearly because of the darkness, but she knew who that was. The Spirit was a female with powdered blue skin, long red hair and wore no clothes. Her naked body had stains of purple-black substances that covered her left leg, her right arm and her right eye which made her look even scarier. The Spirit was in shackles from its neck down to its ankles. “What thinking would you be busy with when your life is going to end in a couple of hours?” the Spirit laughed. She looked at Diego with her red eyes. Her black lips stretched into a smile. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking of escaping, child…”

No more wails to be had— The feminine form touches herself and shudders deliciously upon her sculpted throne of mortar and bones. She knows the girl can see other worlds; observing them even as they observe back. Knows the immense threat the girl poses. She stretches and stands, urinates down bare legs. Dripping in exhilaration, this creature’s wildish floor-length hair lifts and swirls about her as she begins her scheming. Holding intercourse with the dead. She calls on something then, calls it forth from some ink-black place into birth, and listens with leering smile as it shrieks out miserably at its own hopeless fate in the darkness of the ruin’s attic above.