Spirit Fingers Webtoon Novels & Stories

Vanessa’s pov, Spirit did not hesitate for one second and sunk her teeth into Don Lorenzo his flesh. She ripped off a big chunk of skin at his stomach. Don Lorenzo screamed loudly which sounded like music to her ears. She looked at Leia who started by biting off Carlos his cock. Blood poured out and the bed sheets quickly turned even redder. Spirit took another bite this time, she pulled off his ear. She wanted him to suffer and die slowly so she took her time taking chunks out of different body parts. Don Lorenzo his screams became weaker with every minute. Spirit stepped back and looked at the mutilated body and watched his ragged breathing with satisfaction. Just when he closed his eyes t

The Spirit is smiling as he look down on her, both are not talking. I looked for the other spirit, I was surprised to see Esco standing in front of the Wind Spirit. The spirit had long black hair and a green dress. Esco has been chosen by the Wind Spirit. My eyes wandered to Aeolous, he was looking at Esco and the Wind Spirit. I felt sorry towards Aeolous, I know he wants to be chosen by the Wind Spirit too. But Aeolous is a good guy, I know he will be sport about it and besides, Esco is his friend, he’ll be happy for him. Just like the Light Spirit, the Wind Spirit slowly disappeared leaving Esco with a bird and a gun. I almost forgot that the Light Spirit left something for me too. I quick

Seoliel glared at the creature. The creature laughed and looked like he was remembering a distant fun memory. "Yes, I remember saying that. It was a distant dream back then, but now that I have my body back, I could feel my fingers touching it-" The creature raised his hand and looked at his palm while he spoke, however, he couldn't finish his sentence when Seoliel interfered. "What fingers? You don't have even a single one though?" She pretended like a fool as she tilted her head with an annoying smile plastered on her face. Seoliel has cut off the creature's ten fingers with her magic energy.

Amelia's breath caught as Nelson's fingers traced her skin, sending shivers down her spine. "You're breathtaking," Nelson whispered. With tender care, Nelson removed Amelia's lingerie, revealing her radiant beauty. His eyes feasted on her curves. Amelia's cheeks flushed as Nelson's lips grazed her neck, sending waves of pleasure. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, igniting the night. Nelson's hands explored Amelia's silhouette, worshipping every inch. As they kissed, Nelson's fingers danced across Amelia's skin, leaving trails of fire. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples.

I replied. "An ally of Green huh." Another chirped irritatedly. "Have you heard the name, Zeus?" I asked in a sinister voice and their eyes exclaimed immediately. They quickly conjured a fireball, launching it towards us. I flipped my fingers and the ball of fire scattered into red butterflies. Their jaws dropped. "My turn." I toned again and then I flipped my finger again. They stared in horrific awe as they struggled to move their bodies but to no avail. My eyes turned blue again and I flipped my fingers one more time.

In the process, the knife he held to my throat cut me, making blood sput out. I turned to him, feeling my power humming in every part of my body. "I am not human, Finn. I am a Moonwhisperer. I am from an old tribe called the Aureans, and I am kin to the Ferals, and I can heal myself. Unlike you… I do not need a wolf to heal me." I waved my hand over my form, and the slight gash on my neck closed up. Finn had picked himself up. He had a quiet expression on his face.

“Show me what you can do.” My fingers tingled. My heart pounded. Something cold brushed my shoulders, like the gentle sweep of falling snow. I lifted my hand slowly. A spark appeared above my fingertips. Pale blue. Soft. Flickering like a tiny candle. It did not feel wrong this time. It did not feel unstable. It felt as if it were listening. Waiting. So I gave it a command. “Change.” I snapped my fingers. The magic burst from me.

But it was already too late. From the gray waters rose a figure—skin pale as moonlight, hair streaming like black ribbons in the tide, eyes glowing faintly green. Its hands were long and webbed, its teeth sharp when it smiled. With sudden strength, it leapt, seizing the entranced sylph. The male sylph’s lips curved in a blissful smile, as if offering himself willingly.

Alpha Teejan and Beta Trevor comes running. I look at them, he's whimpering and holding his side, " don't do it Roro " I am more than willing to take whatever punishment I'm given for this but I will break this bastards fingers today no matter what * crack, crack, crack * " aaahhhh aggghhhhhh my fingers! ahhhhh help me, my fingers! you b*tch you broke my fingers! let go of me! "

“Last night sometime.” “Her head—” “Kicked in.” “Eyes . . . like the others.” “Yes.” “Are her lips gone?” “Yes.” “Bruises. Spider bites?” “Most of them, yes.” “And those—are those spiderwebs?” “Cocoons. They laid eggs.” Katie teetered, as if on the edge of a great, dark precipice. “He skinned her . . . ” she said, her voice quivering weakly as she paled to white.