Spirit Beat Novels & Stories

** Paige’s POV ** I feel it before Ronnie says the words, a subtle pull in my chest, threads tightening between me and each of them, different textures, different temperatures. “You are Spirit,” Ronnie says to me, his voice steady. “Not light alone. Not life alone. Spirit is will, choice, meaning. You connect what is, what was, and what will be.” My stomach warms in response, a soft answering thrum that makes my breath hitch. “And they,” Ronnie continues, turning slightly, “are the elements that allow Spirit to exist in the physical world.”

The person lying there was being sacrificed, and the blood spilled in this obscure ritual was believed to hold immense power—a power to illuminate this dark world. *** "Hazel, wake up," Serene's voice gently nudged Hazel from her slumber. Slowly, Hazel felt her spirit re-entering her body, and in response, her eyelids fluttered open. Her body felt chilled, and as her eyes focused, she found concerned faces surrounding her. She glanced down at herself, confirming that her spirit had indeed returned to her body. But the dream she had just experienced felt as vivid and tangible as the people standing before her. "Hazel," her name rolled off Wyatt's lips with a comforting warmth that grounded he

"About why you’re here. Why any of us are." Liz-1 frowned. "You’re him, aren’t you? The lieutenant. Sees-Like-A-Hawk." The Green Man didn’t nod. He didn’t have to. "I was," he said. "Once. Before the Dirt." Pastor Brooks stepped in, gesturing gently toward him. "This is a spirit, Carl. A spirit of wrath, yes, but not malice. There's a difference. He's bound to this week, to this place."

Then the voice began to chant, low and rhythmic, words I didn’t fully understand but felt deep in my bones: “Rise from fire, blood, and bone, Return to thrones where power’s grown. Veil and shadow, dark and light, Carry her home through endless night. Awakened strength, fierce and true, Guide her steps… the path anew.” The shadows pulsed, wrapping around me, lifting me slightly off the ground. Heat and energy burned through my veins, the fire inside me answering the chant. My heartbeat raced, my senses sharpened, and I could feel the world bending, guiding me back to Velkorin.

Isabella laughed. He looked at her. “What?” “If I was supposed to tell you, I would…silly.” She squeezed his hand. “So, now what do we do?” Amber looked at everyone. Winona thought a moment. “There are people in need of your special skills in cleansing their homes and selves from spirits, ghosts, poltergeists, discarnate spirits, and even demons. That is why you are gathered here even more than letting Isabella fill you in about January. I have been quietly doing this most of my life, but I need you guys to help me. Except for Joseph, you are about to graduate from one segment of your life and into the next chapter. This next chapter began with what we encountered in Isabella’s house, but th

ABBY {Monday, 3 days after the blood moon} “You may ignore me. You may hide from me. But you won’t be able to avoid me. What chance do you stand against Kismet? I’m coming for you, Abby. We are bound to each other,” Anthony Gordon whispered as he appeared in my dream.

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

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."

Brandon begins to say some funny but dangerous words with his hands raised up as the Impulse Moon begins to get more ready. While our master Mikel was laying on the ground like he is not understanding what is about to take place. But the words are actually well banging in his ear even with his fake collapsing spirit can hear that "And with the power restored on me as the commander of the red corps," Brandon said as the Impulse team begins to breathe heavily. They begin to move backward, and that was the moment they saw white energy flying out of a far entrance at a high class speed. So much white energies are flowing all over the bodies of the psyraids, which look shiny that it can blind an

Luckily there were curtains that surrounded each section of the bed, blocking the bright sunlight. Noel held his forehead with his trembling hand, grunting once in awhile as he felt his Mana draining. His breath also felt heavy as if the hole in his chest prevents him to breathe. He just noticed what happened to him earlier at the cafe after slightly calming his throbbing head down. "…Is this, 'Spirit Pierce'?" He muttered. It made sense given the amount of pain that he felt, as if his soul was stabbed by something sharp. Spirit Pierce is a magic attack spell of a mythical class, used mainly for communication between worlds. The procedure of casting the spell was also hard to maintain and wo