Spirit Fanfics 소설 & 이야기

I’m still estranged by this world and everything seems so unreal, it will take time for me to finally adjust to my surroundings. “To call your spirits, you first need to know what type of spirit you are calling. Spirits comes in six types: Air spirit, Earth spirit, Fire spirit, Water spirit, Special spirit and the most dangerous of all, the dark spirit. Usually, spirit users like us are only able to attain three types but, if you’re strong and your body is compatible with all of them, you’ll be able to attain all six but that is a rare case. As for me, I can only call the fire, earth and water spirits. Now, I want you to try calling the earth spirit since we’re in a forest. All you need to d

Because I am Not being kept away from My Mate for No One! The Park in the Spirit Realm is open to all Spirit creatures. It's kind of like a public waiting area. But why do I keep seeing her here, I'm not sure.. unless she has a bit of wolf in her already. I step out of the trees shifting as I make my way to my delectable little Mate. This cool song comes on her radio, I like it! And I feel the need to Run Her Like A River, as the song suggest. Abijah sees me and a happy smile graces her angelic face. I completely shift to my human form and she feasts her widened eyes on the new and improved me! She looks pleasantly pleased and like I told her, there is Nothing Little about me.

"I knew that I shouldn't have bonded with you, all those dreams I have were because of you. And now this?'' Riviera waves her hand around her dirty bathroom. Her wolf sighs, ''think child, can you even see it in my mind that me or you? Better yet, we went on some rampage. No, I don't know what type of wolf you take me for.'' Riviera sits on the bathroom floor thinking. "But all those images that you showed me, all those things you have told me to do.'' "I never appeared to you in any dream.'' He replies. "Why are you even a man? Shouldn't I have gotten a female wolf since I'm female?'' ''I'm a spirit, spirits do not transcend as humans do. When your body dies we simply find the next await po

Like I always have strange dreams involving werewolves and this afternoon's encounter with the mysterious little girl. "Yes, I believe it" I said and we kissed again. With that gentle look in his eyes, Rafe spoke again. "There is a spirit from the past, after he experienced many reincarnations but never achieved his main goal. That spirit always fails to get its Fated Mate" Rafe said while touching my lips lightly and I unconsciously grasped the man's fingers. "Is that spirit causing your transformation?" I asked again and Rafe nodded. Rafe himself began to undress, revealing his perfect, muscular body.

Aurora argued. The man was thinking if he should tell her something that was the reason why he decided not to get Elinor yet. You see, although they came from the clan of witches, The Spirits never really identify themselves to what kind of creature they are. They were not witches, definitely not werewolves, and even more so, they were not vampires. Because they are far superior to any of the creatures mentioned. But it is true that the only thing that can match their strength was the power of a were-witch hybrid.

“Six elements, huh? Earth, fire, air, water, metal, and…” “Spirit,” I say again. The five basics—earth, fire, air, water, and metal—show up in our everyday work. But spirit? That one belongs to the Maiden alone. “What does that mean? Spirit?” she asks, frowning. “It means you’ll need to channel something from a spirit. It could be a message to a living loved one. A recipe. A story. Anything, really. The hard part is finding a spirit willing to speak—and that takes time. And your trials are timed.”

The evil wind that could slice through things so easily became even more aggressive as the flames grew brighter. "Sebastian, I bet you never dreamed that I would be able to kill you from a thousand miles away!" Jarvis laughed as a fierce light shone in his eyes. He grinned viciously as he stared at the basin of fire. According to the Spiritkiller formation recorded in ancient scripts, as long as the basin of fire was filled with blood, all living spirits within the formation would turn into blood and water! As for Rupert, his life was of no concern to Jarvis whatsoever. He was a mere wealthy man from the secular world. His survival meant nothing to Jarvis.

“Tae was just a vessel. A body for me to use. I’m not her. I’m Lust, one of the seven spirits of destruction.” My heart dropped as the air around her grew heavy, dark energy swirling like smoke from her body. Her eyes turned pitch black, and her voice deepened, filled with malevolence. “You… you’re a spirit,” I managed to say, gripping the edge of the bed for support. She let out a shriek that made my ears ring. “A spirit? No, little queen. I am Lust, the embodiment of desire and chaos. And you—” she pointed a sharp, clawed finger at me, “are in my way.”

I turned slowly to look at Faith—the real Faith—who was still standing near the window, her expression unreadable. “What the hell was that?” I asked finally, my voice barely above a whisper. Faith didn’t answer right away. Her gaze was fixed on the door, as if she could still see the impostor walking away. Then she looked at me, her glowing eyes serious. “That,” she said slowly, “was my fake twin.” I frowned, confused. “Your fake twin?” Faith nodded. “She’s not human, Sofia. She’s a shadow spirit. She copies the appearance of people to get close to their targets. She must have been sent here by someone.”

Valentina’s POV Raffaele and I fell through the spirit gate, purple sparks flying as the wind howled around us. Inside me, I felt the flower burning. Lines from the chant of the third tether surged through my chest— “The soul is a shadow that longs to roam… Rise on wings to claim the throne… Or let your spirit cling to bone…” I squeezed my eyes shut, praying we wouldn’t die. Then I landed hard—right on top of Raffaele with a groan that wasn’t mine.