Spirit King Novels & Stories

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.

“You are twenty-seven years old this year? Live on the edge of the northern forest, right?” "Right" Wolfgang heard Selina's definite answer and shook his head slightly, looking straight into her eyes. He seemed to want to find something mysterious that he didn't know yet. “Are you sure?” "Sure" Selina was not afraid of this tall man either, and she was in the Wolf tribe, receiving the respect and admiration of everyone. Selina was the hope of being the future Queen of the Wolf clan, so no one dared to doubt or dare to question her words.

I whispered, taking in the beauty he possessed. "Well, I'm not one of those men, you know. I'm different. I'm the god, sweetheart Hana. I don't do shit those men do." He sneered and it was mixed with confidence and disdain over the men alive on this earth. Because he thought he was superior. And he was not lying.

"Yes, Supreme Priest. I will do my best to get there as soon as possible." Runolf voiced aloud the conversation he held in thoughts with the High Priest, only to boast and brag before his clan of the power he possessed. That topaz was one of the stones that made up the Gems of the Golden Serpent. This and three other topazes held by three other lords that formed the four clans of The Brotherhood of the Oracle, had the peculiarity of allowing their bearers to communicate by thoughts to each other, and with the Supreme Priest of the Brotherhood, who guarded the Golden Snake that housed the rest of the gems.

After all, Ferlah is also a powerful demon like her but in the rightful path. King Astius and Sithah was just a few feet away from Purple Smoke. Therefore, they heard what she said clearly. Sithah was about to leave to inform the others back in the Deep Caves when she saw King Astius running towards Purple Smoke. She was in an absolute horror when she saw Purple Smoke taking the black crystal into her chest. Purple Smoke was dying from the stab of the guardian's sword so she needed to replace her heart with the black crystal. With the black crystal, she will be a step closer to immortality.

His eyes kept cutting to me, drinking me in like he couldn't believe I was real. "You're doing beautifully," his voice whispered in my mind. The front of the hall was raised, a small dais with two thrones positioned side by side. Between them stood an elderly wolf I didn't recognize, his white robes marking him as some kind of spiritual leader or elder. Behind the thrones, a banner hung from the ceiling. Silver Creek's crest was on one side, and Red Moon's crest on the other. My throat tightened. When I first came to Silver Creek, I'd been a fugitive, a "traitor". I had nothing and no one. Now I was about to become the Luna, and the rightful Alpha of the pack that had cast me out.

One of the spies assigned to visit Alpha Blake’s territory, who is Sabrina’s father, informs the Rouge leader, Jack Gilderoy, who is a descendant of the Alpha king’s uncle who once betrayed the king. Jack always felt that the throne should be his, as his father was the twin of the Alpha king’s father. With the help of dark magic from a witch, who turned out to be his mate, he also has a long life like the King, but no one knows this, not even the Alpha king knows the dark secret of the Rogue leader. “Morena…” Jack called out to his mate and looked at the woman who nodded her head. “I’ll check on that woman” said the woman named Morena before releasing a snake from her hand that disappeared w

I interrogated him once again. I won't be at peace unless I get to know the truth. The ghost put his hand on his face, "Ughhh! You are so persistent! I told you I didn't!" So he's telling me to believe all that? Then why did he knew I could see spirits? "Anyways, I hope you didn't forget that I helped you. You must pay me back." He's changed his color so quickly! Okay, let's just finish this so we can be happy-once-again.

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.”