Romans & histoires Fiction Spiritual Books

I exhaled, leaning closer. “A few weeks ago I was reading books about the first spirits that walked the earth before we came into existence,” She cut in. “Spirits of the Celestine veil?” I almost smiled. Triss always impresses me with her vast knowledge leaving me wondering where she learned and still learns so much. I affirmed with a few nods. “Yes. Them,” “What about them?” “I’ve been looking for a book about the spirit born, Zara. There are books on others but her. I’ve checked the libraries, offices and halls of great measters, yet nothing was recorded,”

That was when Cherry suddenly turned into ash and disappeared into the wind. Two books were left where she had stood before. Quinn and Mia flew over to pick up the books out of curiosity. They used vital energy to pick it up like hands. "The Evil Spirit Divine Technique and the Dark Lightning Original Scripture. They look like the techniques she mainly cultivates," Quinn said as she carefully read the words on the book covers. "They don't sound like orthodox techniques," Mia commented. "Those techniques sound very similar to the techniques at the Nefarious Deity Sect and the Evil Shadow Sect. Let's take them back to Helena and Norm," Chase said.

The next day, she was standing in front of Zayn who had started to teach her some new techniques and today he had a special lesson for her. "As a night jasmine, the souls of wolves that could not fulfill their last wishes will be guided by you. You will start seeing those souls soon as they will try to find you. Between the physical world and the unseen world, you will be like a door." "So, more spirits." Giselle sighed. "I already have a spirit with me and he is way worse. Or all men are worse." She looked at Zayn. "Except you. I did not mean you when I said men. I mean you are a man but I don't see you as a man...what I am saying."

“You’re tall. I hate tall.” “Sorry.” “Oh, it’s not your fault. Just me. Hurts my neck looking up all the time.” She fidgeted, pushing her glasses back. “Speaking of ghosts, did you know fluoride causes the calcification of the pineal gland, shutting down our so-called sixth sense? This, along with the parents who condition their children from a young age by telling them such things aren’t real, is what basically closes the veil and keeps it closed. Most people can’t even see the resonance of the ghosts around them. Wouldn’t you agree?”

It was because the storage bag was filled with over a hundred unsavory picture books. Caspian froze. Apart from The Pure Lady Cultivator, there were also The Youth Cultivator Hank, The Exquisite Sisters, and My Fox Spirit Companion. One could tell from all these titles what type of books they were. Caspian emptied the bag and retrieved the spirit stones, a couple of potions, and pills before tossing all those books to one side without sparing them another glance. Maya did not know what the skinny cultivator used to do, so she was curious when she saw Caspian tossing aside all those books. She walked over and flipped through a couple of them. A second later, she walked back blushing furiously

To get comfortable I placed a pillow below my head and the soothing weather was the perfect one accompanying me in passing some me time. I started the book and it was about a saint who traveled the corners of India just to get the inside peace. The book was so fantastically written and the experiences he got by meeting one and another person about mysticism and spirituality really blown my mind away. The things he wrote about his spiritual experiences created goosebumps on my hand. I was so inside the book that I hardly realize someone was watching and reading with me too.

He didn’t reply right away but enclosed me in his arms. “Can we now start all over again?” he asked, smiling through his tears. I nodded and smiled. And at that moment, I also sent a quick prayer for Zed that he could also move on and start over. THE END Author's note: Thank you so much for reading Book 1 and 2. Book 3 will follow and it will be a standalone story of Zed. We also want him to be happy, right? And if you like the story, please reward this author with a review. I wish to know your thoughts on the characters' journey. See you on their next journey.

If her husband's soul was lost due to battling their leader, her drive and purpose changes completely from grief. "You can use the bibles as an object of spirituality..." Phuture stared Willie Lou in the eyes. "Learn how to use them as your spiritual object and you'll be able to absorb that piece of shit's soul. He utilizes teleportation to attack... if you could counter that... and absorb his soul... he's defeated." Phuture took a deep breath and hugged Willie Lou before she could reply, completely catching her off guard with the sudden affection. Suddenly, Phuture's spiritual essence began to ache her entire body. She dealt with an excruciating chest pain where the core of her soul rested,

I whisper. This time, the tears don’t feel like weakness. They feel like healing. Like something finally beginning. ************************ Unspoken Desires - Book 3…. Coming Soon

“What is so surprising? Don’t tell me you haven’t heard about book spirits !” The Diva said maintaining that always plastered smile over her thin lips. She was a divine figure. Press knew that it was no use of pissing her over or arguing with her. She had never heard about that books also possessed the spirits. It was a new thing. “Why all out of sudden today?” Empress asked her a half-question, but the Diva seemed to understand it fully. She shook her head here and there as if trying to express her getting bored replying back,