Spirit Colonel Novels & Stories

Phuture placed her hand on the disorientated page, centering her energy to focus on the writing. Of course! Celie and The Demon Corps were going to other spiritual energy user organizations for information against the demon. But according to her notes...she blamed herself when the energy user soldiers ended up missing. One of those soldiers, a young late man that died in his middle twenties, informed Celie they could use spiritual objects to potentially absorb the demon's spirituality. Phuture depicted the young Union soldiers in her mind visually, seeing for herself how their lives ended after giving valuable information to Celie.

"Not to mention, I'm not too great with surprises." "Really? You seem like the type to get excited about surprises," he mused. "I haven't had many good surprises." I scoffed. "I hope you don't mind me asking you this but what aspect of Spirit does your mum specialise in?" He stared at me in shock. "How did you know my mum was a Spirit user?" "She told me." I replied vaguely for now. "I think she specializes in auras just like Doctor Salvatore." "Well, that explains it."

As he directed the vase at the beast's head, he aimed for its head. My eyes widened as I was taken aback by the ghost's actions. "He's not trying to kill this animal, right?" I murmured to myself, puzzled by the movement of the spirit. The ghost burst out laughing. He was giddy with anticipation for what he was about to accomplish. He pushed the vase up higher. The beast had no idea what was going to happen to him. "Well, if it's this dude, I won't mind if he gets murdered." Despite my astonishment, I felt relieved and free of regret.

said Clemency slowly, “I’ll have to think on this one. I hope you’re right.” Katie stifled a yawn. “Remember, Chief, we have a date to play chess sometime.” “I haven’t forgotten.” “Um, I was wondering—” began Katie, uncertain, “—about something my father told me once. Is it true that in your high school, on the day they announced John Bonham’s death on the radio, the principal came over the PA system and said that he’d be passing out black arm bands to whoever wanted them for the day?” The police chief laughed. “Yes, it’s true. He was a big Zeppelin fan. Cried actual tears . . . along with the rest of us, mm-hmm. What made you think of that?”

“Lemme get this straight: you want my help to escape so that I can be imprisoned inside you forever? Is it me or does that sound dumb?” Diego could find no words to respond. “I’m sorry my dear, but this is a once in a lifetime window for me. We never liked each other anyway,” the Spirit said with contempt in her voice. “Now be gone! You’re ruining my victory song.” “I’ll just kill myself then,” Diego declared with newly found confidence. “Dorian already volunteered,” the Spirit responded. “My death will take us the same way,” “Are you that desperate?” the Spirit’s smile faded.

"Following a formal review by the State Military Command, it has been determined that Logan Cross displayed extraordinary courage during the border operation, risking his own life to protect innocent civilians. "His previous disciplinary action is hereby revoked. His military honors and service record are fully restored. "Effective immediately, Logan Cross is appointed Chief Instructor of the Regional Special Operations Training Group, with the rank and benefits of a full colonel." Every word landed like a hammer. Madelyn's face turned deathly pale, and so did my parents'. A full colonel. A rank Wesley's father could never have dreamed of reaching. The man they'd mocked as an ex-con was a wa

He said before spreading petrol all around the room. “Now in the files, this will just be a collateral damage, a banished officer died in the office fire,” he said as her eyes fluttered close, the struggle with pain to stay alive was making her go insane already. She was trying her best to press pressure on the wound. The burning pain flew in her veins as General Kadir kicked her stomach. “ughhhh,” She cried as a tear escaped her eyes. Kadir looked at the camera and smiled, “Delete it,” He said, knowing very well his men on the other side will delete it in the next second, Kadir threw a bit of petrol on the camera as well and walked out of the room before he turned around and lit a lighter.

Along with the other watchmen, he wore the watchmen's combat attire made from blends of cotton and synthetic fiber. Sporge dropped his gun on the bench as he stood and stepped towards colonel Mulfy, who moreover declined from his donkey. "Stay here." He instructed, and he stepped majestically towards Sporge - the hunter of honor. "Sporge - the son of Star, the great hunter of honor of Nutusel!" Colonel Mulfy praised Sporge as their body clocked in a warm embrace. They disentangled and exchanged a unique handshake called the greeting of honor.

The two people stood on the Sword of the Universe and had a private discussion. “Spencer Queen must die!” “The Lawrences must be annihilated too!” Dorothy said solemnly. Her eyes were full of determination and seriousness. Alex nodded his head. “I killed Colton’s younger son previously and now his elder son is also under my mental hypnosis. Colton is going to annihilate my family. This is a dead or alive situation. More importantly, Spencer is a Peak-Spirit Severing expert. With both our abilities, we’re really no match for him. We’ll probably end up as ghosts under his sword at first sight.”

"Colonel Marco? Mayor Daniell here, come to pick you up" The response came from speakers mounted at the front of the cabin. "This is Lieutenant Morris, sir... The colonel left". "Left?" Daniell asked. "How? Where?" "Sorry, sir. I don't know". "What about the prisoner? A corporal named Sparrow?" "Don't know, sir. The two of them left together?" Daniell called down a plague on pilots, corporals, and colonels, reentered the thick October heat, and headed for the scout car. It shimmered and threatened to disappear.