Spirit Fanfics Novels & Stories

"Pardon me but it is I have helped many spirits seek redress. When I succeed, their darkness dissipates. Just like a living human, you address his concerns; he is appeased and happy. Every time I succeed, the sense of satisfaction is immense. I dont get any financial reward but I saw my efforts helped in moving the cycle of life and death. I helped clear dark karma and create fresh ones for their next existence. Shu Wen leaned closer as she asked.“Have you failed before?” I mulled. One chapter always stand out in my mind “Yes. There was a girl spirit at an old condominium block that haunted the workers who were sent to demolish the building. An old friend sought my help. I realized the girl

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, he said. “Yeah. And what about you?” “I’m a good artist, and also good in the sports field, apart from the super speed and all”, he said. “Hmmm, that’s great.” I took a sip from my drink through the straw provided. “So, apart from the mind reading, what other powers do you have?” I asked him. He didn’t answer instantly, he lifted his drink to his mouth and looked down. His mind was quiet as well. I thought he wasn’t going to answer but at last he lifted his head and looked at me.

Your person is coming. She smiled. “Thank you.” He nodded, “Go home, young lady.” Kisha stood, then hesitated. Can I ask you something? “Of course.” Why did you stop to help me? He looked at her as though the answers were obvious. “Because you needed help.” Nothing more. No price, no expectation, no demand, just kindness. Kisha’s eyes filled again. She understood then. That was what Morgan had given her. That was what she had been searching for. Love that didn’t come with a contract, care that didn’t have conditions and a place where she didn’t have to perform to deserve belonging.

And that was when I saw it. In the reflection of the window, her face flushed and wrecked, her eyes flickered for just a second. Black. Crimson. Then gone. It dawned on me. The spirit hadn’t fully left. It was still inside her. And I was still inside her. Deep in this sin, no amount of confession could wash it away. No prayer could undo it. I fucked her harder, chasing oblivion and damnation. She came again, her nails digging deep into my hair, whispering, “Don’t stop… never stop…”

He glanced up towards the man before his wife. “The reason it’s not a Holy War is that we don’t have the spear that killed Jesus. Nor do we have the chalice and we’re not battling in the Holy City.” He felt Ava’s hand laced into one of his, allowing him to explain further. “A Spirit War is what we’re in the middle of, fighting for the souls of this world.” He glanced around the room. “But it seems that he wants to have a war here in Spokane.”

A circle of blue flames formed, surrounding the fleeing spirit of the world. "What are you doing?" the spirit of the world shouted angrily. "I will burn you and create a new spirit." Blue Firebird replied calmly as he slowly walked toward the spirit of the world. "Create a new world spirit? Hahaha, are you joking? That's impossible! Because I am still the world spirit myself," the world spirit shouted, mocking Blue Firebird's actions. What it didn't know was that Blue Firebird did have a way, but it didn't want to use it until it truly understood something from the world spirit.

Hyun was breathing heavily feeling the numbing pain inside his body. "W h y... I... n e e d... e n e m i e s... w h e n... I... h a v e... f r i e n d s... l i k e... y o u.... y o u... ****** ****** ******** ****** ******* ***** " (The words are censored by the author) ..... Zayn put his fingers on the pulse of the unconscious wolf spirit as he closed his eyes. The pulse was irregular and slow.

The spirit, hanging her head, continued her singing. Diego was powerless, her hand clenched into fist which she soon let go. She decided to take her leave, the Spirit made it clear that she wasn’t going to be of any help to Diego. She walked out the room disappointed. “One last thing,” the Spirit halted Diego as she left. Diego turned and looked at her. The Spirit winked, “Your life sucked anyway.” Diego just walked away. DIEGO

CHAPTER 1- For a girl like me, being unusual is difficult; I was born with a gift called "Real Sight," which allows me to see things that regular people cannot. Spirits, apparitions, elements, and mythical creatures, to name a few. As a result, I preferred to avoid social situations. Others who are solely concerned with themselves can never understand how to live in the dark, surrounded by these strange creatures. After my father died, even my mother abandoned me. She cut me off from my only brother and placed me under the care of my grandmother.