Skyrim Eternal Spirit Novels & Stories

Even now, the mark of Evil Title didn't vanish. 'Three-eyed Silver Lion not only increases my base agility by 10%, but it also passively increases my affinity with space and light elements. So, the most suited spirit rings for this martial soul are related to light and spatial elements. But, if the spirit hall knew about the most important traits of this martial soul, they would have made sure that I stay with them, alive, at that.

Wade's father died in the line of duty. At his funeral, Wade stood solemnly at the very front of the crowd. By the time I hurried back from out of town, there were only two spots left for the funeral procession. One was beside my husband of seven years, Wade, whom I had secretly married. The other was at the very back of the line. Naturally, I assumed the spot beside him had been left for me. But the moment I took a step forward, Wade walked right past me and nodded in the direction of my best friend standing behind me. "Helen, come here." The relatives around us began looking in our direction. Someone murmured, "Isn't that Wade's girlfriend? They look perfect together." Others began c

From the rocky ground, vibrant green-blue glowing symbols emerge, weaving an arcane tapestry in the air. Ethereal spirits materialize, their forms flickering in and out of existence like shadows in the moonlight. With a triumphant smile, the Sorceress addresses the spirits, her voice echoing through the cave. "Feast, my ethereal companions. The vessel is weak and defenseless, unable to resist your hunger any longer." The spirits, hungry and malevolent, converge around me with an eerie anticipation. Their translucent forms undulate, drawn to the lingering essence of my blood that hangs in the air like an unspoken invitation.

“I have watched you… and chosen you. My light… my soul… will strengthen your Hollow Star.” Iris knelt, cupping the pup in her hands. “But the cost?” “The cost is me,” the Spirit said. “And you… must give all you are to close the Rift.” Aiden’s voice broke behind her. “Don’t do this. Please. There has to be another way!” “There isn’t,” Iris said softly, cradling the Spirit close. “But if this ends with peace, it will be worth it.” The Spirit dissolved into motes of silver light that sank into Iris’s chest. Her body glowed, hair lifting as divine energy rippled outward.

Jax's voice cuts off abruptly, his presence vanishing like smoke as the bracelet's protection wraps around my consciousness like armor. "I'm okay," I whisper to Knox, my voice steadier now that the pain has receded. "Just... overwhelmed by the sacred energy." Knox's expression remains worried, but he nods as Elder Lina begins the ancient incantations that will call forth the wolf spirits. The ceremony proceeds exactly as it should. As the moon reaches its zenith, a magnificent wolf spirit materializes above the pool—silver and ethereal, its eyes holding the wisdom of countless generations. The wolves gasp in unison as the spirit's blessing washes over us all, bringing healing, strength, and

Sybille's death was the only one that I did not see coming. I never imagined the ones who would bear the divine retribution for me would be her family. As she took my library card, she caught the attention of the spirits, too. It was the evil spirit I had summoned that killed her while she was asleep. “Three?” Job's expression drooped. I chuckled indifferently before reaching for my amulet in my pocket. Sybille’s mother’s hair was still tucked inside. “Thanks to you, Sybille’s mother’s scent ended up camouflaging mine. That’s why those three ghosts couldn’t track me down.”

Arion admonished, his voice heavy with urgency. “No, I will not accept that…” My gaze fixated on the Mirror of Eternity, and in a moment of desperation, I extended my claws and dug them into my flesh. A spirit wolf's blood on the mirror would seal an anguished soul’s fate into an endless loop, and before I could fully comprehend the gravity of my actions—or before Arion could stop me—I had already fed the mirror my blood.

To something much, much bigger. Ethereal took a step back, fading slightly, her form beginning to dissolve into smoke and starlight. “You must wake now,” she said. “They will need you. The smoke will fade soon, and with it, my reach.” “Wait!” I called, heart racing. “Will I see you again?” She smiled—not kindly, not cruelly. Just… eternally. “Only when you are ready to remember everything.” And then The temple collapsed into light. Everything turned white once more.

Kaylus was nearly deflating. "Gather yourself Hanji, you can do this." Heaving a deep sigh, he focused and called upon his depleted force. Holding reign of his nearly asleep powers, he convoked his guarding spirit and called it's presence. A gust of wind started to form infront of him as his eyes fluttered open to see The Raven slowly materializing in the air. Normally, it would only take him a snap of his fingers in summoning his spirit guardian, but because of what happened, his energy levels are so low that it's almost a miracle to have him able to call The Raven.

The third wave approached causing the cry of both taking them to the highest peak and dropping them satiated and exhausted. Cristian's member came out when he lowered the knot and turned on his back looking for the air that did not reach his lungs. His companion by his side was the same although plunged into total unconsciousness. His eyes were closing little by little without being able to avoid it, the bond was complete. Now she belonged to him and he belonged to her. He was the happiest wolf in the world. ***