Spirit Force Novels & Stories

Nodded Erebus with his eyes closed. He didn't like thinking himself in such a way. "We can turn a werewolf into normal human, one at a time with your wand." Kitty stroke Erebus on his back, "And we can lift any mind control cast on a werewolf with Phosis." "But we cannot lift the soul link." Erebus nodded, thinking, "Not without the ring of the Queen. What does a soul link spell do though?" "Well, they basically share their souls, as one. Any attack on one soul in a pair, hurt the other." Kitty said, "But any merit good for the soul are shared as well."

She says while trying to take the cloth off. The strange man pushes her aside and says- “Just shut up and see.” Ayame gets even more depressed and she sits there while covering her eyes. She then says- “You’re not a spirit?” “No. Of course not. I’m a human with flesh and bones.” “That’s disgusting. What you said just now… Anyways. ANSWER MY QUESTION GODDAMMIT!” ‘Can you hear me now, you squirt?’ “Oh yes, I can.” ‘You’ll be diving into your body again.’

I can see in her how tired and broken she is. "Hestia... I'm sorry... Please come back..." Hecate murmured in her sleep. I just sigh and started picking up the empty liquor bottles on the floor. "My love... Please come back... I'm sorry." Hecate keeps murmuring in her sleep. I sigh, poured myself a glass of scotch, and immediately chug it down and whisper. "I'm sorry my friend." I sigh, put the glass down on the table and resume picking up the empty liquor bottles.

Even those base emotions are muddled with the overwhelming return of what it means to be Sani. Like most things on the Isle, my runes have several translations. To the Demons it means unforgiven. To Stepans it means forsaken. But when I received the first binding mark of Spirit, I was told it meant unbreakable. Senji, Soji, Sekri, Sori. Principals. The will of Fire, Senji. The compassion of Water. The steel of Earth’s resolve. The flexibility and adaptiveness of Air. Only once all four elements were mastered were we gifted with Spirit—the unbreakable shield that the Demons have perverted into a curse.

Sergei, the youngest, watches me with burning intensity. The ceremony begins with a brief speech from the officiant. His voice, firm and solemn, fills the room, reminding us of the significance of the bonding. He speaks of responsibility, loyalty, and the honor this commitment represents. His words press on my shoulders like an invisible weight. With each phrase, I feel my fate sealing itself, how every choice has been made for me, but without my true voice in it. I have no option but to accept the inevitable. When the speech ends, the officiant turns to me.

What the hell, get a hold of yourself, Lia! He's tall, must be over six feet tall and broad shouldered. His body is chiseled to perfection. He doesn't look like he has an inch of fat on him. He has black hair styled with the front ones a bit long and straight, and the back is cut low. It's definitely one of those fuckboy hairstyles. Every inch of him is simply human perfection. I don't even realize I'm still looking at him, eyes locked on his perfect features, until he speaks again.

Studies and Sotus had drained him. Even today, he had just got free from a group activity after a stressful surprise lab test. He wanted to rest his body. But it seems like his heart had his own mind. Just when he thought he would relax for a while before heading to his dorm to freshen up, a certain pale skin person invaded his thoughts. It was like a call of hearts. It was exactly the moment when Benjamin had whispered his name with trembling lips. "Noah. Noah. Noahhhh". "The fuck Finn". Noah spat in anger when Finn shouted in his ear.

Adrian, not embarrassed by his lack of knowledge, asked, “Forgive my ignorance, but what exactly is a spirit spring?” Clyde explained, “A spirit spring is a celestial item usually found with a high-quality celestial vein. It appears as a stream of aura essence, similar to spring water. The aura essence in a spirit spring is very dense, so training within a six-meter radius of one is like training with a high-grade celestial vein. However, beyond this range, the essence dissipates, which is why my brother was so aggressive in obtaining Lumia Isle. I hope that makes sense.” Realizing the significant advantage he had discovered, Adrian was about to respond when Clyde added, “The water from the

"Exactly, Mate. Spirit power identifies the most closely guarded, privately held, secretly wished, and fervently prayed for outcome. Our lips and minds are easily led. Our souls are more singular in focus." "Why can't I touch other people though?" "When Saint touched your fiery thread, he jerked and yanked his arm back, yes?" I nodded. "Spirit does not like to be forced. In fact, it cannot be. It has an internal defense mechanism, much like Xander's elemental tiger, to ward off intruders." "When Saint touched your thread again, I imagine he was much gentler." Tenny's eyes unfocused. "He says that he asked if he could follow the thread to find out how to help you get better and wake up."