Spirit Pact Novels & Stories

We've heard of the Headless Horseman, Dracula, Frankenstein, and The Mummy... All male supernatural and paranormal monsters. But what about the female ones? Can't we give them a chance and see what stories they have to offer? Well, we are doing that now in this chapter of the Supernatural Spa and I truly hope you like these tales that were personally experienced by some of my friends at PAS and Paramdam. Enjoy! +++++++++++ Female Spirit Story #1: Hide and Seek

Mason spat, slashing across Micah’s chest. Micah stumbled back–and then they both froze. A scream tore through the spirit realm like a siren–raw, piercing, jagged. Melania. They both turned toward the sound. Across the clearing, Melania arched back from Xenia’s flickering body, violet light exploding violently from her hands like backlash from a broken spell. Xenia’s spirit pulsed erratically–glowing brighter, wild, unstable. Micah moved first–but Mason was faster. He slammed his shoulder into Micah’s ribs, driving him to the ground and pinning him there with a growl.

"No, I'm not interested in your horseshit!" An invisible force pulled me back into the toilet and the door slammed shut. I took in a shaky breath, my heart ramming in my chest "Can you just listen!" Roxie snapped, hands in her pocket signalling impatience. "That day at the library we released a nightmare Spirit." Brea explained "And it's attached to you, it's feeding off your energy." I was so mad, I was literally seeing red "Well that wouldn't have happened if you had just listened to me."

Herd Norman and Sunshine Lydia looked at each other in surprise. The person who stole the Water Spirit was right in front of them. It seemed that they were not so unlucky. "Look at our clothes. You should know that we are disciples of Heaven’s Edge Sect. Hand over the Water Spirit and I will spare your life." Happy Smith took a deep breath and said to Caspian. "No." Caspian shook his head. "What did you say?" Happy Smith frowned and held the sword hilt in his hand. "Do you know what you are talking about? Let me tell you, we are not only disciples of Heaven’s Edge Sect, but also members of the Crape Myrtle Sect."

Deep within the heart of an ancient and mystical forest, the Red Teary Moon Pack found themselves surrounded by towering trees that seemed to reach up and touch the heavens. The air was thick with a magical energy, and a sense of reverence washed over the pack as they entered this sacred realm. As the pack members walked in silence, a soft glow appeared amidst the trees, and the spirits of their ancestors materialized before them. The spirits were ethereal and radiant, their forms shifting and merging with the surrounding nature. Emily, Liam, Sarah, Rachel, and the others felt a mix of awe and familiarity, for it seemed as though they had known these spirits in some distant memory.

“Can you explain what you have just said?” Ava sighed deeply, “Sorry.” She took a deep breath. “This evening, I felt something on the property. So, I spirit walked and found a yellow-eyed demon, who wanted to talk to me. He was warning me about Lucifer and Blackie working with one another in Spokane.”

He spat blood and laughed crookedly, his teeth so red already with blood. "So you hate d**k, are you a virgin?" He talked again, and another hit landed on the same cheek. "F**k! You're nasty!" He spat blood again, and Toyota grabbed his neck, pushing it down behind the chair as she brought her face closer. "I only need your cooperation, according to research, you're also looking for Godzilla, we can be a team, join my gang" she said, and Tiger made an innocent face before laughing out loud, but the tightening of Toyota's palm on his neck made the laughter short.

Aria spoke to the spirits without fear or unnecessary emotion despite their bloodshot eyes. The elderly spirits waved grandly. "Go ahead, girl. Trust us; we can do our martial arts even when we are dead. If they move, we'll drown them in spit." "Alright. Practitioners from Mount Dracotigris might come. You guys should hide then to avoid getting exorcised." Aria set up a manifestation. When the men in black resisted, she knocked them down. She had already been upset about Sam's disappearance. "Stop moving. Don't waste my time."

"Or something. My grandmother said it was the spirits of some of the greatest seers. Sometimes, when they want to pass an important message, they do it through a seer, like me." "It looked more like they were trying to kill you. Are you sure you're okay?" Saoirse nodded again. "I'm fine. I came to see how you were doing. You don't look too good." "I don't feel too good," Iris murmured. "Sit down. I'll do the spell." "What? No! You just recovered from a...um...possession?" Saoirse shook her head. "Sit down, Iris. I'm totally fine." Iris obliged, and Saoirse began to chant.