Spirit Fanfics Novels & Stories

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Alicent’s POV They say it is normal for a person to have some fantasies in their own mind. But I don’t know if this also applies to my fantasy. I was sixteen when I had my first boyfriend. He was cute and charming. Everything seemed perfect but we didn’t last. He was my first in everything. My first kiss, first date, and first fuck. It was a good experience, though. He is somehow a good fucker and he satisfied me. The bad part of it? It awakened something in me that should’ve just kept sleeping.

Chapter 14 Adolfa’s POV This time, my body quivered as the spirit vanished. I stood alone in the pitch-black silence, the bitter wind scraping across my face. My fingers tightened around the edges of my cloak as I attempted to comprehend what had just occurred. Why is my destiny always entwined with spirits? The first spirit startled me, yet here I stood again, speaking to another—one more formidable and vast than the last. Was it real? Had I truly encountered another spirit from the otherworld once again?

"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."

“I’ll come back. Promise.” Matt didn’t let it hang for long. “Alright, enough with the emotional crap. Go die or whatever.” I smiled, despite the tension. “I’ll keep it dramatic, don’t worry.” Rain gave a final shout. “If you explode into a mystical energy cloud, I’ll be sure to throw a party in your honor!” “Nice,” I said, chuckling. “You know how to send a guy off.” And then I took another step forward, my feet suddenly feeling like leading. The Spiritborn presence was overwhelming—ancient, calm, and not at all concerned with my nerves or jokes. Every step felt like I was crossing into another world, one where my usual banter would mean nothing.

Their hearts filled with determination, they carried the sanctuary's spirit with them, a beacon of hope and a testament to the significance of every living being in the intricate dance of life. As the Red Teary Moon Pack journeyed through the wilderness, a soft melody drifted through the air, guiding them to a clearing aglow with ethereal light. They stepped into the magical space, and a sense of tranquility enveloped them. In the center of the clearing, four radiant spirits materialized—the graceful Spirit of Spring, the fiery Spirit of Summer, the wise Spirit of Autumn, and the serene Spirit of Winter. Emily, her voice filled with awe, spoke to the spirits, "Who are you, luminous beings, a

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

And since their work is to protect spirits, neither can they hurt them nor can they torture or scold them. There have been times when it was better to just turn around, close their eyes and pretend they can't see the spirits instead of going around and trying to help them. Although Tian Tian had never faced that type of situation, there was no guarantee that she wouldn't ever face it in the future as well. Tian Tian still remembered how Shen Xiaomin was once pestered by a really clingy spirit. That spirit was a middle-aged woman and she loved money. As to why she was dead, she committed suicide. She did so because she lost her sponsor and went broke. Unable to maintain her rich lifestyle, sh

Should I go see it? I walked further to the south. Seeing the academy at night is delightful. The depression I’ve been feeling these days had slightly lessened as I breathe in the night air. It’s almost midnight I’m sure of it. “Well then, happy birthday self.” Cavroz Favregani’s POV “The number of sighted ‘spirits’ have gone up?” This is strange. Spirits are not that aggressive. They’re subtle creatures who would rather avoid humans even if they’re elementalists.

, vampires, ghouls, and the like. Once you know they’re out there, you have to admit that God is present. That’s the only possible explanation of why evil hasn’t yet taken over the world and enslaved the human race. God makes sure that evil stays hidden and sly.” He finished off his food and put away his spork. “Balaam’s ass?” She muttered to herself, then caught her breath. “Balaam’s ass saw an angel. Do you mean you’ve seen an angel?” He grinned. “Just once, and it wasn’t interested in me . . . but still, it sticks with you.” Gave him hope in the Darkest night, in fact. “Just because God is, doesn’t mean there aren’t spirits in these woods.” “You worship spirits?” “Why would I do that?” He