Spirit Crossing: A Novel Novels & Stories

I want to hear everything. Then I opened my laptop, cursor blinking against the white screen, and started a new document. The title came easily this time. “Crossing the Line: When Love and Ambition Learn to Breathe Together.” I wrote the first line slowly, smiling to myself. Some stories don’t end when you close the chapter. They just learn how to keep going. That night, when Ethan’s face filled my screen — tired but smiling — I realized it wasn’t the distance that defined us anymore. It was the choice to keep showing up.

"The place knows no balance. It is a domain of the pagan spirits. I have heard the people of this mysterious tribe call it many names - the Spring, the Oasis, the Abyss, and the Well of Horns, or simply just the Well. The first time I saw it, I described it as more like a Well of Teeth. Now I have only one name for it. The Crossing." Just below the last paragraph was a simple location within the book: Page 47. Already intrigued beyond control, Lyda hastily flipped through the book until she came to page 47. It was difficult to make out some of the page numbers because of how faded they were, but Lyda knew she had found the right page when she read the title of the new passage at the top: The

Standing infront of a transparent wall facing a large part of the city, I stare at the thousand lights shinning in the darkness thinking Lia could be out there somewhere. I need to set things right, sleep didn't come easy with all the guilt plaguing at my heart strings because I had hurt the only woman who truly loved me. I hope it isn't too late to rewrite my wrongs. Lia stays with my thoughts and dreams as I drift off into a peaceful dream. 'I am standing in a garden full of daffodils, there's a lady holding a baby and her back is turned to me as she rocks the baby while she sings. "hello miss?" I call out but she doesn't respond I move forward to touch her but she disappears".

I collided with scattered branches, making my whole body ache. My rolling came to a halt when I felt no ground beneath my body which startled me. My heart protested against my chest and I opened my eyes wide out of pure shock. Luckily, I was able to grab onto a rock and hold on to it with all my life. I was hanging on a cliff. I took a peek below me and saw the threatening and lethal looking figures of rocks along with the clashing waves of the sea. All of a sudden, I felt a stinging sensation at the back of my right hand. I tilted my head upwards and saw crimson blood dripping out from a cut. Maybe I acquired this earlier, I probably hit something which wounded my hand. I cried hard. How di

I only had a year to find my answers, no distractions was a good way to start. "Venus, honey, are you ready?" My mom called me from the kitchen, as I opened my bedroom door. "Yes, mom be right there." I called back. Walking towards the kitchen, I was singing Famous Last Words out loud. "I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone, honey if you stay I'll be forgiven, Nothing you can say can stop me going home. Can you see my eyes are shining bright? Cause I'm out here on the other side of a jet black hotel mirror and I'm so weak..."

She forgot that her body and mind still belonged to that of a 13-year-old child opening one eye to see a single dot of light. "Spirit of light?" they flew around her body and master tower like fireflies. And that light was warm until it wasn't long before he felt her strength pulled out, and a huge light shot up into the sky from his body. She even looked up to see the light turning into a large veil slowly spreading to protect the royal land. With certainty, I no longer heard the roar from the attack of the curse of darkness, and even the horrible aura that was suffocating also disappeared slowly.

The feeling of warmth released me from my state of paralysis, and the shadow figure of evil vanished. “Baby, what's wrong?” “Liam...something strange just happened to me.” I began to tremble with violence. I didn't even believe what I saw, how could I possibly expect him to? “Tell me what happened, Xandra.” He searched my eyes intently, hoping to find the answer within them. His hands traveled up my arms to my cheeks. “I encountered a spirit of some kind. I know that sounds ridiculous, but you have to believe me, Liam,” I uttered, through the tremors invading my body. His look spoke for him; he thought I had lost my mind.

“That I loved you?” She nodded. He smiled, holding her tighter. “No. But I was praying you did.” They left the cinema hand in hand, the ring glittering under the city lights. A new chapter had begun. One not born out of perfect circumstances, but out of honest love, healing, and choice. And neither of them looked back

"When your mate remembers..." The vision shattered. I collapsed. Strong hands caught me. "Kellina!" Gorm's voice sounded distant. I blinked. The mountain returned. The wind. The trees. The symbol. "What happened?" I struggled to sit. "I saw..." I swallowed hard. "The first Crimson Priestess." Gorm stared. "What?" "I think..." I looked back toward the carving. "I think this mountain is hiding something." Rogan's POV Pain. Always pain. My head pounded so violently I could barely see.

Trying to get close to Bryan was useless, he still treated her like a stranger. No matter, Sella would win in the end. Bryan won't be able to move during the banquet and she knows what to do to silence Cristine Desmond. The snake woman should be taught a special lesson every now and then not to interfere too much in her personal life. It was as if Cristine's life was so perfect that she was correcting how Sella was living.