Spirit Pact Novels & Stories

Demetrius caught her before she could fall. “What is the matter?” he demanded worriedly. “I must… I must go,” she stammered. “What's going on? Where are you going?” he demanded again. “The people entering the pack are dressed in camouflage. They are spirits using the human body. Can't you smell blood already?” she uttered. Demetrius perceived it immediately. Carissa mind-linked everyone, and they were suddenly on high alert. They returned to their room and changed into war outfits, pulling back their hair in a tight bun. They left for outside, and Carissa was right. Over 200 spirit-possessed bodies were killing Pack members mercilessly.

Her words weave a hypnotic spell, fueling the fervor of the cult members and stoking the primal instincts within her pack. With the stage set and the moon as their witness, Sasha initiates the ritual. She guides her loyal followers through a series of incantations and symbolic gestures, invoking ancient deities and tapping into forbidden energies. The air crackles with an otherworldly energy, as if the very fabric of reality trembles under the weight of their dark desires.

Pink spirits were called 'The spirits of defense', indeed as the name suggests, the spirits could manifest different kinds of barriers, walls or even a sphere but no larger than 5-metres radius. The next were the blue spirits, they were also known as "The spirits of Time". They harnessed the power to 'stop' time for 5 seconds. Everything and everyone, no matter what that thing or how much strong he or she was, except the user and the spirit, if he or she was within 5-metres radius, then they will be stopped for 5 seconds.

The person lying there was being sacrificed, and the blood spilled in this obscure ritual was believed to hold immense power—a power to illuminate this dark world. *** "Hazel, wake up," Serene's voice gently nudged Hazel from her slumber. Slowly, Hazel felt her spirit re-entering her body, and in response, her eyelids fluttered open. Her body felt chilled, and as her eyes focused, she found concerned faces surrounding her. She glanced down at herself, confirming that her spirit had indeed returned to her body. But the dream she had just experienced felt as vivid and tangible as the people standing before her. "Hazel," her name rolled off Wyatt's lips with a comforting warmth that grounded he

Sandy nodded as she stepped forward, following the actions of Maggie as she spread the fumes, she closed her eyes, and began the summoning incantations. Spirit of the man I love, I need you, come here now, behove. Spirit of my love who died, I need you, come here now, inside. “Louder!” Maggie yelled from where she stood, still spreading the flames. “Keep saying it and don’t stop.” Spirit of the man I love, I need you, come here now… Sandy continued with the incantations just as Maggie had said, and right there, Conor’s spirit began to appear.

“You need to mark me, Sparks. You need to…” He doesn’t wait for more instruction. As his canines pierce the tender flesh of my neck, we explode together, his seed filling me, lubricating our passion as we ride through wave after wave of pure, unfiltered bliss. “Mine!” I scream, watching in wonder as the spell forms a solid grid, bright green light blending with my own shining blue. “Mate, mine!” “Mate,” Hawthorne grunts as he fills me again. “Mine.”

Spirit three fathomed. "Indeed, it is. It involves a Banshee spirit. It is after the life of my loved one, Sophia!" I answered, going straight to the point already. "A banshee spirit? Why didn't it leave the world and hang around the living?" Spirit One asked as spirit two opens a file. "It's Mauda. She couldn't return because of her evil desires that caused her to be dammed" Spirit Two related after reading her file. "How do I destroy her?" I asked.

- Really son, on certain subjects you are a real idiot – he says, shaking his head. - I know you are my father, but I don't admit that... - But do you admit to making your mate suffer to the point of becoming a feral rogue? Have you been looking at Micky? I have. Do you know how weak he is? Do you know how you are making Hell go feral? Alex looks at his father in disbelief. - What are you talking about? - Alex, when we find our soulmate, we need to complete the matebond. That's why we usually have sex before putting the matebond mark on our mates. That's how we complete the matebond.

The freaky end of days was coming. I faced the camera, my voice steady for all the people in the city to hear. "The freaky apocalypse is here, folks. I'm going to help you out as best I can. First up, find cover where the wind can't get you, subways, basements, factories, banks, any safe spot." Lights flickered on in every underground parking lot. The ground rumbled with a deep roar, setting the stage for Jim as he led his crew of infant spirits into a clash with the Haunts that sliced through the wind.

He jumps off the truck and walks over to me, dumping another bag before my feet. "I think this place's gonna be fun,Harden"He said, licking his lips. Seth was always the energetic one, always full of the spirits. "There's this club out of town. Every Friday! Lots of human girls go there. Every Friday night, Hardin" Shaking my head at him,I picked up the bag and replied "quote that 'human girls' Seth. And you better keep it down in your pants" and turned towards the house. "Keep what in my pants?"He asks,arms spread wide in confusion.