Jjk Cursed Spirits Novels & Stories

I think for a moment "Red smoke, does this have something to do with Mr black?" "Who the hell is Mr black," my mum asked The fortune-teller takes in deep breathes, she closes her eyes, she points at me "Precious, look around really carefully what do you see?" My eyes start scanning the room "I see, I see spirits, sad ones with chains on their hands" "Do you know why they're like that, and why they're here" "No, I don't " "It's because they've all been sucked up, they don't have enough energy left cross over, they're nothing but hungry lost souls, they've come here to hide"

“Wait! Did you say that Alaric was just sitting in the room? Something is not right… Once his mate died, he should have taken his wolf form and returned to the pack. His painful howls would have conveyed the message that his mate was no more…” Elliot snorted and said incredulously, “Whose judgment is clouded now? Are you saying that he isn’t suffering enough…” Aunt Sue smacked Elliot's head and said, “No, silly. I am saying that maybe… just maybe... Sienna hasn’t died after all…” Aunt Sue busied herself making preparations for a locator spell. When she couldn’t locate her or her energy field, she performed the ‘Commune’ spell which was used to call on the spirits of the dead. She couldn’t ev

For the longest moment, Jessica lay in the dark cabin and wondered if it was day or night and whether she was still in Alaska. ‘Why am I not scared? And where is my spirit wolf?’ she thought, staring into the darkness. It didn’t even occur to her to mind link Deacon or her pack. What Jessica does not remember was that an Enchantress placed an obedient spell over her and performed another spell to force her spirit wolf back into the afterlife. In turn, the vampire ordered her to obey him and not to try to mind link anyone. Jessica does not know when she fell asleep, but she woke up as the door closed again.

When we got home, there was Euri, who was enraged when she spotted Kazuo. I could see she was enraged. I can see the flames erupting from her translucent body. This is a furious Demon! "What is this? Why is there a Ghost hanging around you!?" She exclaimed, actually— She isn't upset that Kazuo is hovering around me. She's undoubtedly upset because I failed to keep my promise to her. I understand how concerned she was; conversing with other spirits is a foolish thing to do. I clapped both of my palms, forcibly smiling against each other.

I’m still estranged by this world and everything seems so unreal, it will take time for me to finally adjust to my surroundings. “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 d

Iris remembered Tommy fondly, with his fat squashed face and scraggly fur, but it always ached a bit to recall when she had sent him away, when she had lit the lavender candles that bade him leave her world. Mother Hall taught Iris that the dead should never linger too long in life. Some spirits, like Rina, meant no mischief. It was habit more than anything else that caused them to flit between the land of the living and wherever the dead claimed as home. The occasional exposure to their old world even seemed to purify them, lighten them, until they didn't feel the need to return anymore. But other spirits, fueled by malice, were corrupted by the touch of their old home. The longer they stay

The darkness within seemed impenetrable, but I drew upon the power of the elements coursing through me, illuminating the way forward. Inside, we discovered a scene of devastation. The once vibrant and thriving sanctuary had been corrupted, its sacred energies tainted by an insidious force. The source of the curse revealed itself—a malevolent spirit, ancient and powerful, that thrived on chaos and sought to bring about the destruction of the natural world. We confronted the spirit, engaging in a battle of wills and strength. The elements surged forth, lending us their power as we fought to break the curse and restore balance to the valley.

he said. "Stella knows about the curse," I said. "What! Stella? How!" He is shocked. "Akira told her," I said. "Akira…! She will never put her mouth in check. What will you do now?" He asked. "About the curse… I still don't know, but I have sorted everything out," I said. "That is so good. Akira can make a person go out of balance. I don't know what her problem is," he said.

I asked one after the other carefully picking my words. He sighed deeply and drew closer. “I wish I had the luxury of words, but I don’t. Come with me to Mystic Moon. That’s your home. You’ll find all the answers you’re looking for there.” He paused, his eyes sincere and steady as he stared into mine. “But one thing is sure, you’re not a beast. There’s no need to be scared.” I slowly uncrossed my arms and legs and stood up, wincing at the sharp pain that shot through my body.

That was the problem with The Cursed; they died before we could do any proper research on it and their bodies turned to ashes, leaving us grappling at nothing. There was one thing we knew about the cursed: they were betas that were demon-possessed. All of them had a pentagram, a sign of demon possession, on the bottom left side of their necks. It explained why betas suddenly had power and strength that could par with an average alpha. “Did you find out anything about it? Where did it come from? Who it was?” “Yes, we managed to get that. Just like the others, it was a beta, Joe Blake from Jannah.”