Spirit Monarch Novels & Stories

The spirit shouted, “You’re a Primal Spirit. How can you be so rude? I—” “Let’s make a bet,” Soma interrupted the spirit. “If he wins this battle, you will be under him in the future. You won’t cause trouble.” Upon hearing that, the spirit clicked his tongue. “What if he loses?” “I will let you go,” Silver responded, “I’ll let your main self reappear in the worlds.” The spirit laughed. “Alright. I accept this bet.”

I asked no one in particular. All of them exchange a look of hesitation. it was Alastair who answered. "Vampire spirit is a lone vampire who is immoral. Vampire's being immortal is just a myth. But the Vampire spirit is different from all of them. He worships the lord of darkness. His work is to protect his species. He has been doing it for centuries " I process everything he told me. A question arises in my mind. " How did Morgan know about the Vampire spirit? She could have yelled vampire or killer or anything. Her uttering that particular name doesn't sit right with them" I asked.

The Spirit giggled “I know. But he and you differ in ways that are beneficial to me. Unlike you, he will be easier to control, and he looks like fun. He wants to see this world burn, and well, so do I. Once he overuses my power, which he will, his body will be mine completely.” Diego said nothing, she knew that to be the truth for a fact. Diego had unwillingly used the Black Spirits powers maybe once or twice before. She hated that power because it made her feel like a monster. The Spirit used Diego’s rampages as a window to control her and cause destruction. “So, do us both a favour and sit down and be humble” the Spirit said happily. “Your death is my key out of this pathetic body of yours

“What?” “You are the most unique human I’ve met,” answered Bobby, seriously, which was highly unusual of him. “What do you mean?” I question, slowly. “I can see peoples’ auroras, and yours is different. Most humans are either white or yellow, witches are red, Annabella was all red, meaning she was powerful. I’m half red and half white, so I’m not as powerful in magic. Yours is… well mostly white, yet there is bits of red and black mixed in, blended. You’re powerful in some way, but I don’t know how. Maybe it was your aurora that brought on the ghost that first day of school, because a ghost’s aurora is black,” explained Bobby.

,he said bowing his head to their master Spirit "The time has come for you to go to the human world and fight any evil,and help the poor on Earth,you are to spend 28 days on Earth,so you could come to redeem your throne as the God of fire , trouble and peace in heaven here",the spirit told him seriously and commandingly Sebastine ",yes my Lord,am ready to do what you command me to do,and I will fulfill every demand you make",he said and turned his back then he vanished into the air, within a second he was on Earth.

Of course I was technically part of that story. "A few centuries later, spirituals started using their powers with bad intentions. As they were the most powerful, they started scaring the other creatures. The spirituals became the kings and queens. And the rest of the creatures were under their kingdoms. While humans became their slaves. They became ruthless and merciless. There was technically no way to defeat a spiritual. But if two spirituals fight against each other, one can be defeated. But the other would live." Angel Ramiel added as she squeezed my hand a little. I forced a small smile on my face as I heard her.

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.

Was Chase's spirit choice a bit too disrespectful? This kid was being way too arrogant. Paul was done holding back! Purple smoke began rising behind him as his spirit gradually materialized. The creature that emerged was terrifying. Standing nearly 30 feet tall with entirely purple skin, its muscular body looked like tree bark shot through with glowing purple veins. Long arms ended in razor-sharp claws, and its purple-red eyes could strike fear into anyone. This was Purple Specter, a demon from the void beyond the nine heavens. Paul could summon this particular demon because of his one-sixteenth demon race heritage.

She chuckled, “He needs to be taught a lesson one that only you can do that, because he is less concerned about the company or throne than he is with you, he loves you” My eyes widen as I sucked in a harsh breath, “No!” I exclaimed. That is impossible. Sage is too inhumane and ruthless, he doesn’t even have the heart, to begin with, I am very sure he made a deal with the devil. “I know my son, He lost his spark even more than he did when She left him when you had gone. Lyra you bring out the wolf in him and keep him on the edge” She explains, “The way he looks at you, I don’t need to say more”

I explained. I searched his eyes for a sign of remorse and, when I couldn't find one, I was reminded of who I was mated to. This man was an Alpha Superior. He was the Lycanthrope equivalent of a king. He had conquered nations. I was a naive fool if I thought for one second Barret was the first man he had ever killed and I knew he wouldn't be the last. Adam had a certain darkness in his blue eyes that made me wonder how many people he'd killed, but his smile... oh, his smile made me realize he had probably lost count.