Spirit Pact Novels & Stories

He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?"

It's fight or flight, but I could not face that monster whom they say was my daughter I need to get away. I grabbed Matthew's hand and said to him, "Take me away from here." He was about to turn around when suddenly Hannah was behind me grabbing my neck from behind putting me into a sleeper hold. I was gasping for air, I can smell her rotten flesh and I can feel my neck starting to give out, when I heard strange latin sounding incantations from the priest and I felt a sting of pain as he sprinkle water on us. I felt Hannah's hold of me loosen and I fell, the sting of the water was burning through the flesh of my wounds.

The brown haired had only just arrived, but it amazed Lucas, at how he fit in so well, he observed it was a part of the boy’s vibrant personality, and it was a total contrast to his own zombie like self. The nineteen-year-old exhaled a relieved sigh, as he felt his headache vanishing subsequently, and entered into Austin’s apartment, feeling a little different than before. An addition of a new member, always meant things were about to change, and Lucas, who was often used to harsh changes, had never once imagined that this particular change, was the one he would grow to cherish the most.

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 don't want to use too much energy, anything to stay under the radar. 'I'm with you baby' I whisper to Armina, 'You are not alone baby, I promise you' almost growling out loud when Grace lifts her night gown. How dare this woman touch her after doing this to us. "She's crowning Cassandra; I can see the head" Cassandra looks up from where she is standing; her eyes glazing over as they turn red. "SPIRITUS" she yells; Leon and Serena both drop the ground, both of them screaming in pain as a blinding light comes from the ground, blue and red mixing together in violent sparks of power.

After all, the Mystical Explosive Orb would fill up fast at this rate. With that in mind, she let out a soft laugh. "You're this confident now? How could I not play along? Fine, I'll help you find other Phantoms... but not Specter. That one's off-limits. We're in the same faction, and I've got a binding pact with them. If I rat Specter out, I'm done for too. "Though honestly, it shouldn't be hard. Every S-tier Phantom is ridiculously arrogant. They never bother switching identities. Since you've seen what Specter looks like, someone at the headquarters should be able to find them without too much trouble."

Renata squirms, tiny fist curling in Sofia’s shirt, and Libby’s gaze drops to her like she’s been pulled by gravity. “This is Renata,” Sofia says, pride softening her voice. “She’s beautiful,” Libby says quietly. It’s the first thing she’s said that doesn’t sound rehearsed. I clock that immediately. “She screams like a banshee,” Sofia adds cheerfully. “But she’s cute, so we forgive her.” Libby huffs out a breath that might be a laugh. Might just be air escaping. I step in before the silence gets heavy. “Okay. Orientation. First rule—nothing here is life or death.”

"We made a blood pact long ago. We’re spirit witches, the last of our kind. We’ve hidden it well because… we’re different. I lost track of her when the virus hit. We supposed to stay together always. The first to have a girl will bring her to the spirits to sacrifice…it was long ago and this kind of magic is wrong. Sacrifice is dark magic Hannah, Damian said, my child? Our child? I’m very angry right now…He held his head. I refuse to look, he shouted Hannah was sobbing. Zarek and Amaris already left to the deep bayou. Deep bayou Zarek waded into the water, the spirits rising around him. He dipped his head slightly, a gesture of respect. “Sophia’s missing. Help me find her. I know you’d never

The ground trembled beneath Asha as she struggled to rise to her feet. Her breath came in sharp, painful gasps, her body drained from the immense effort of unleashing the Soulbone’s power. The air around her still hummed with the residual magic, a tremor of energy that seemed to pulse from the very heart of the Spire. She could feel it deep inside her, the echoes of the Ancestral Spirits and the remnants of the Blood Pact, still struggling to cling to existence.

I was sent back to Theodore's room, and Micheal flinched. " No no no! " " Move! He will heal me, please don't let him see you! " I cried the words, but Micheal was pressing on my wound I was crying. " This isn't supposed to happen. " He went to open the door, I started to feel dizzy. No, he will see him. I saw Theodore running to my side, he performed a dark spell that revived me and I breathed out loud. Indeed he used a piece of his soul again.