Spirit Monarch Novels & Stories

“How can you say so? Have you already seen one?” “You still have a lot to learn, Migi.” He smiled a little widely, ruffling her hair. “They’re everywhere. I’d say you might even have encountered them already; only, you cannot perceive them as one. Camouflage as what you might say. They’re good at that. After all, they are a supernatural existence gifted with different abilities, which you might have—like everyone else around you.”

“Hey Kitty, what’s going on that got everyone going crazy?” “You didn’t hear? The owner Legion Baphomet is going to be here tonight with his close friend Leviathan Demogorgon the CEO of Demogorgon Corporation. Dani needs to pick two girls that will be working in the club to take care of them both, and of course he’ll pick me to be one to take care of them.” “What makes you think he’ll chose you over me?” “Well Duchess, I am one of Dani’s favorite girl here and of course Cherry as well.”

All this I only glimpsed, because as horrible as it was to gaze upon the man in yellow, it was preferable to the abomination of flesh surrounding us. The man in yellow smiled wider, revealing jagged, yellow teeth. He waved at the glistening, thronging mass of intertwined and clutching flesh. “Your brothers and sisters, Stuart. They have come to Him, received His benediction, and He has blessed them with His image. They are one in the flesh and one with Him—All in All and All in One. We are all in Him. He resides in us, making us perfect in His image, through His tender mercies.”

"She's brainwashed by her cult leader—her daddy." "Don't you dare speak of my father!" Miro looked murderous as she circled the vibrio kid. "You live in a dictatorship fueled by misinformation." Bobby sneered. "But you're the fisheri princess, so I'm betting you don't see a problem." "I see a juvenile fry who needs a fisheri whipping." "You think you're the only royal in this room—aside from your sister?" Bobby laughed. "I'm a vibrio prince. Kill me, and you'll start a war."

However, the spirit was ignoring every command, as if it could no longer listen to him. Alex spoke up, “Such an evil spirit. You must’ve taken so many lives. I can’t let you roam around this earth any longer. He bit into his finger on his right hand and drew a symbol on his left palm with blood. This symbol seemed simple, yet it was fairly ancient. He slapped the symbol onto the spirit, causing a bright light to snake from within with a thunderous roar. This was one of the skills that Alex had required to defeat spirits—the Thunder Palm Mantra.

"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."

Sol shrugged slightly. “Yeah.” “I was wondering that too.” Order stepped forward. “The Spirit Realm and the Void exist within the same plane of existence.” Chaos nodded. “They are two halves of the same balance.” Order continued. “The Spirit Realm does not accommodate the living.” Marcus frowned. “…Meaning?” “It means Sol will guide the flow of souls and the balance of life.” “But he cannot remain there.” His gaze softened. “Not while he lives.” Sol crossed his arms. “So where do I rule from?”

Although it has the name 'spirit crystal,' it didn't object shaped like a piece of crystal. For example, Wind Spirit Crystal, Vitruj, belonging to Weather Goddes, Alina, Having a form of robes worn by wanderers in the desert. This heirloom has the power to control the wind and weather. What an incredible power, I thought. Another heirloom had different effects on each other. Suddenly my eyes fixed on one spot on the page.

Used Soren as bait—which nearly gave me a heart attack, but he insisted. "I'm fastest, Mama. If it comes, I can run until you catch it." He was right. And three years old. Gods, what was I doing to my child? But we needed this contract. Needed the reputation of handling impossible situations. The water spirit appeared on the third night. Soren sat by the stream, apparently alone. Actually surrounded by seven hidden fighters. The spirit materialized from the water itself—translucent, vaguely humanoid, with too many teeth. It reached for Soren.

I’m still estranged by this world and everything seems so unreal, it will take time for me to finally adjust to my surroundings. “To call your spirits, you first need to know what type of spirit you are calling. Spirits comes in six types: Air spirit, Earth spirit, Fire spirit, Water spirit, Special spirit and the most dangerous of all, the dark spirit. Usually, spirit users like us are only able to attain three types but, if you’re strong and your body is compatible with all of them, you’ll be able to attain all six but that is a rare case. As for me, I can only call the fire, earth and water spirits. Now, I want you to try calling the earth spirit since we’re in a forest. All you need to d