Spirit Pact Novels & Stories

Hent’s was a big part of it of course, and she’s really thankful she met a friend that would never betray her. “Oh, so now you believe me?” Moss replied sarcastically. Blanche was feeling her eyelid folds get heavy and heavy in every second. “Yes, maybe that spirit could help us once we got to trouble.” “Ha, I heard the owner of that spirit was an angry man.” But Blanche didn’t reply to that, she let the magic of sleep drown her up and she put her head down to the table with her two arms collapsing.

Her cry of release echoes in the garden and reverberates throughout the Villa. I thrust into her a couple more times this, a little more desperately until and I release myself inside her, closing my eyesz grinding my teeth to keep from moaning and enjoying the dizzying sensation that washes over me. At Yolie's back, Patrick's breathing is ragged and heavy. I suspect he too has reached his climax. Thank goodness I sent the extra security guards back to Athens yesterday. Otherwise we would have ended up doing the ritual with an full audience. A purple flash arises from the Star stone. I withdraw from between my precious' legs and Patrick abandons her rear, slowly.

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?

Again, she motioned to where her eyeballs had been. “I can’t . . . I don’t know what that means,” said Katie under her breath. Then, with fresh clarity: “She knew him. Recognized him.” “What did you say, Kate?” Katie Franklin glanced up into the tree branches. Rain was pattering. She studied the message. Turned back to the girl. And then, inches from her face, a large spider wriggled itself out of the dead girl’s vagina and onto the slashed thigh, skittering next across her raw, flayed stomach—

Sasha is an original wolf spirit of a lycan; it doesn't get any stronger than that. Sage and Liam split up and started to approach me on both sides. Sage will strike first, and Liam will strike at me while I’m distracted, fending her off. I have to counter Sage fast enough so I can quickly counter Liam so he can’t do any damage. Fuck, this is going to be complicated. Sage lunges at me as I dodge her by rolling towards Liam, who is getting ready to swipe his paw in my backside while Sage had me distracted. I roll into him, knocking him over. Quickly I get on top of him, pinning him under me. Sasha and I are working together as one. We both have equal control, which is a first for us, but damn

He nuzzled her neck as they all talked over breakfast. “I’m a little confused. Now, your sister Sapphire sees the past, present, and future. They had a problem with this wight and his minion. There was a curse, and it basically kept people in or kicked them out, and that was on the land? Or the town?” “Someone made a deal between two nature spirits. Basically, the two spirits were opposed to each other. To protect the land, one spirit locked away the other, and pushed humans out of the area. That spirit used a supernatural creature. We’re not sure what he was. Anyway, he was probably a witch, mage, or vampire. To create several treaties between the local packs and coven. The other nature spi

Just when Aqua thought they would intervene, the scene shifted again. The night deepened, and Aqua’s parents stood together, a flicker of desperation in their eyes. Her father grasped her mother’s hands tightly. “We can’t let them use our child. We need to call upon the ancestors to help us escape this nightmare.” Her mother nodded, her expression a mix of fear and determination. “You’re right. It’s time to leave. For our family.” They joined hands and began to chant, their voices weaving together a spell infused with urgency and hope. Aqua felt the air around them pulse with energy, the weight of their words resonating through her.

I said, following the greeting I had heard so many times before to the group around me. "Hi, Sofia," they responded in unison, as usual. I felt apprehensive about opening up, but Kate, who had become my sponsor in the group, gave me an encouraging look. "I started drinking when I was 14," I began my story. "I used to run away from home to go to parties, and at the time, it didn't seem like a big deal, I was just having fun," I smiled weakly, recalling memories of my troubled adolescence. I gave my parents a lot of trouble. "Drinking wasn't a problem until about a year ago... My husband died, and I constantly think that I should have died with him," I confessed, trying to put into words what

She can't pull shit like this and pretend like it didn't happen. I winded a path around the dim seating area below the stage where the men were gathering. The women sauntered in, tits of all shapes and sizes spilled out in every direction, camel toes on display as if we were in Australia. Some deliberately brushed against me, making it clear that they were ready for picking. But there was only one pair of tits that I trusted not to have a disease in this club and that was Amelia Blanche's.

After hearing that she was repeatedly raped during her capture, she was bound to have PTSD attacks. I'd just gotten the girls back to sleep in the middle of the night when I heard screams come from the room Jamie was in. Sarah bursts from her room with a gun and I shake my head. She looks at me confused as Jamie screams for it to stop. She looks at me with understanding and I let myself in Jamie's room. She was tossing and turning, drenched in sweat. I take her in my arms and she beats on my chest. "Jamie, it's me," I shout over her screaming and she opens her eyes, scared. "It's okay now, you're home."