Spirit Ocs Novels & Stories

I caught Victor's eye; his expression was unreadable, but I knew the gears were already turning in his head. "The only chance we have," Elder Marcus resumed after the noise died down, "is invoking the help of the spirit wolf. The spirit wolf is said to possess the same abilities as these dark creatures but far more powerful. Their speed, strength, and invisibility are unmatched." "But who are the spirit wolves?" an alpha questioned, his voice tinged with desperation. "Exactly," the elder replied, "all records about the spirit wolves have disappeared. We must seek revelation from the Moon Goddess. At the next full moon sacrificial ceremony, we will pray to her for guidance."

“Yes.” “I have information for you. The Spirit Sprite seems to be in retreat for her cultivation and will only return late tonight or tomorrow. I’m still not sure where they will be returning to, but I’m sure it will be isolated for the Heavenly Tribulation to the Divine Sea realm.” Olivia stated over the phone. “We might know where this will be taking place. Don’t concern yourself in case you reveal your intentions.” Hana stated.

Oskar exclaimed as his divine senses discerned the changes in Severin's primal spirit aura. The primal spirit was made out of pure solar power and remained untainted by dust. It had an inscrutable nature, capable of wielding rules and conjuring forth elements! As far as Oskar knew, only legendary half-immortals could condense their souls into a solar spirit. Ascending from level nine supreme paragon to true immortality marked a huge leap and transformation in the hierarchy of existence.

The Spirit is smiling as he look down on her, both are not talking. I looked for the other spirit, I was surprised to see Esco standing in front of the Wind Spirit. The spirit had long black hair and a green dress. Esco has been chosen by the Wind Spirit. My eyes wandered to Aeolous, he was looking at Esco and the Wind Spirit. I felt sorry towards Aeolous, I know he wants to be chosen by the Wind Spirit too. But Aeolous is a good guy, I know he will be sport about it and besides, Esco is his friend, he’ll be happy for him. Just like the Light Spirit, the Wind Spirit slowly disappeared leaving Esco with a bird and a gun. I almost forgot that the Light Spirit left something for me too. I quick

“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.

HOOOOOOWWWWWWLLLLLLL…!!!!! My howl echoed then followed by Destine who was Sabrina’s wolf. Yes, Sabrina apparently has powers blessed by the moon Goddess herself, her wolf is a white wolf only known to be possessed by the moon Goddess herself, no one else is heard to have her and I, with my own eyes see her and she is my mate. Is this a blessing from you moon Goddess? An answer or a favor for me who has spent all this time alone and sad?

“Always act from love, not fear. That will guide you. We will always be with you, even if you can’t see us.” Tears welled in Aqua’s eyes as she took in their words, feeling their love surround her like a protective barrier. “I miss you both so much. I don’t want to lose you again.” “Your journey has only just begun,” her mother said softly. “And though we may be apart, we will always be together in spirit. We love you, Aqua.” As the warmth of their presence enveloped her, Aqua felt a sudden pull, as if the very fabric of the universe was tearing her away. “No! Don’t go!” she cried out, panic rising within her.

“You will need to memorize this call: Spirits of East, Upon winged beasts, Of air and life in breath, Hear my call! Spirits of South, Flames of hearts and mouths, Ablaze in hearths, Hear my call! Spirits of West, Water of life be blessed, Tides and currents of the seas, Hear my call! Spirits of the North, Rich soil, rock, and trees spring forth, The eternal source, Hear my Call! Spirits of the Corners,

"It was just that she should be buried according to the customs of her people." Tears sway from the corners of Orchid's eyes and then fall down her cheeks, mixing with the drops of water from the falls. "Poor Sara," she sighs. "Don't be sad," I tell her. "Your friend isn't gone. Nobody's really gone, just like nobody's really here. She's just returned to her place in the Source. See…" With the knuckle of my fingers, I catch a drop of tear on her chin. “We say that a spirit is like a drop of water from a wave in the sea. For a while, he separates himself and believes he is an individual. For an instant it will glisten in the sun, but eventually it will fall. That's not a bad thing. It is good

I turn and face them all. “Today will go down in history. The fight for Moonlight Cove. The fight for humanity against the usurper Sephone. The siren I once called my sister. May the gods bless us with victory and allow us to send them to hell. For Moonlight Cove.” I raise my spear and howls and shrieks echo around me as I turn and twirl the spear above my head before I slam it down into the ground. “MOVE OUT!” I scream as I grab it up and walk forward towards the treeline. The vibration of feet travels through the earth as I look up as a storm begins to form and I smirk.