Spirit Force Novels & Stories

They kept on looking at me until I was able to understand what they meant, Luna Margaret " They were talking about her. Elijah asked to get in touch with Luna Margaret, though it wasn't a big deal to get them in touch with the spirit leaving inside of me, the problem was; how do I get to summon Luna Margaret?.. Liam had a plan, and it wasn't all rainbows and unicorns but it involved us going into the old Carven and summoning Luna Margaret. Elijah agreed, and so did the rest of them in the office, I wasn't cool with getting my hands and legs tied up, but it was even scarier to have a spirit leaving inside of me.. So later in the evening, Lola accompanied me to the old Carven for the ritual, I

Prayer warrior 2: (closes eyes for a bit) Hmmmm… spirit of denial? Possessed girl: (with a shrill voice) Ah yes, that’s me… (eyes grow wide, their voice getting louder and more shrill) Oh, no! NOPE! I’m not a spirit of denial! I’m not! REALLY, I’M NOT! Uhhhh… say that again?! Prayer warriors: (look at each other) MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh sure, of course you’re not! +++++++++ Are you feeling as if these are sorely lacking? *stifles laughter...

Skill: Skill Level: 1 (Max) Rank: A+ Cost: 30% MP Skill Creator/Generator: System Description: This skill allows the user to summon out the spirit of the beast trapped within the medallion they use as a weapon. As a spirit, the creature will only have access to 70% of its stats and can only stay in battle for five minutes or be killed before it is forced to return to the medallion to recover.

Tears well up in my eyes again, that is all I feel like I am doing at the minute. We part ways and we get into our positions in the ritual circle. Scarlet takes a deep breath and starts to chant the words that will start the sacrifice. This time as she chants a light blue light starts to flow through the objects which connects them all together. While Scarlet is chanting the blue light then travels around her and up it goes it even makes her hair rise like the blue light is creating a breeze and it keeps travelling into the night sky.

J uttered emptily. Another most ferocious cries left out from the spirit mouth as her body explooded in dust as she disappears for eternity. This time around, it was Sattierre who cried ferociously for she felt her other half soul left her body unknowingly. The shadow spirit is a part of Sattierre entirety being. Now that its gone, Sattierre's feared ability is no more. For she is not the true powerful spirit that lived. Not even Spirious Assuriel for in the prophecy that's been written ancient of ancient era ago, a new spirit will be born who held the true power. A true king of the purer of pure blood. The heir of mythacierre.

"I saw with my own two eyes how she flew and slithering her way in between you guys! She is not human! And she tricked us!" "Lisa?" Rania's eyebrows furrowed in wonder as she felt the name seemed familiar to her. "You mean the girl we met during the..." "Spirit, spirit of the coin. Please come out and play with us." Suddenly, a voice of a young girl is echoing on the rooftop, chanting the same spell. "Spirit, spirit of the coin. Please come out and play with us." The girls threw doughy looks behind their backs. Once again, they witnessed the mysterious occurrence as the bloodied coin moving by itself on the manila card.

With the outbreak of the power of Little Apple's bloodline, the power of qi, blood and martial intent seemed to be pulled into the air and integrated into the soaring Spiritual Blood. Dragon, who was meditating on sword intent of an ancient sword mark, looked up. Although the sword intent was incomplete, it was of great benefit to him. However, it finally broke free. Not only Dragon, but the rest of them were no exception. When they were excited to get their opportunities, the martial intent broke free before they could comprehend it. At first, they were angry, but later they couldn't believe it. The energy contained in the soaring Spiritual Blood frightened them. Big Black closed its eyes a

“Pull! Now! Or it’s gone!” Avery gritted their teeth, digging deep. They visualized the soul’s light, imagined it as something human, something alive and begging not to be lost. They yanked, tugging with every ounce of strength they could muster. The threads flared, wrapping the soul tighter, drawing it toward them. For a moment, hope. The soul’s chaotic form began to solidify, glowing steadily, as if recognizing Avery’s pull. Victory seemed close, so close they could taste it.

The ground trembled beneath Asha as she struggled to rise to her feet. Her breath came in sharp, painful gasps, her body drained from the immense effort of unleashing the Soulbone’s power. The air around her still hummed with the residual magic, a tremor of energy that seemed to pulse from the very heart of the Spire. She could feel it deep inside her, the echoes of the Ancestral Spirits and the remnants of the Blood Pact, still struggling to cling to existence.

Xienma felt the surge of power within her, the essence of Ana urging her to manifest her true strength. “Let me show you what I can do!” she roared, feeling the wolf spirit take over her entirely. Her form shifted, claws extending as she embraced her wolf self, the energy of the Water Stone amplifying her abilities. She charged forward alongside Xavier, their hearts beating in sync as they fought off wave after wave of Drax’s forces.