Spirit Realm Wiki Novels & Stories

“Oh?” Pru pointed to a paragraph in the middle of the page and read it aloud. “Spirit magic is a blessing and a curse. We can give people the chance to say goodbye to a loved one, but every second we give to the deceased, it will be taken from the living. We can not change the fate of the dead. We can guide souls and even control them, but they do not belong on this earth once they have passed.” Pru paused to catch her breath before continuing. “It is our job to maintain the harmony of nature, and we cannot play God. Whenever one tries to change to the path that fate has carved out, calamity will be sure to come to fruition.”

Jaxon's jaw tightened, but his reading did not falter. He finished the incantation. The pool flared once. Sierra's body settled deeper into the water, supported by the anchor function. Her face remained calm, engaged rather than absent. Jaxon lowered the document and read the warning aloud. "The spirit realm reflects the soul's deepest truths and darkest fears. Those who enter may not return unchanged." He stopped. "Or at all." The chamber fell still. Ryder looked at his hand on Sierra's shoulder. At Kenzie against her chest. At the pool holding them both in the fragile space between life and death. At the bond carrying its thin, steady signal through his touch.

Child of the Unbound. The sound burrowed beneath her ribs. “What is this?” she gasped. The words felt wrong here, like they didn’t belong to her mouth. Kael’s expression darkened. “The soulstream beneath all realms—the artery of Death itself.” The Vein pulsed, as though acknowledging him.

more he did not know. Realistically, she had looked too comfortable pretending to be human for it to be an external party that dosed her; even the sheer gall she had to run from him hinted at her desperation to escape him, yet… that couldn’t be it. That shouldn’t be it; she shouldn’t have been taking toxins to stunt her abilities, abilities that would solidify her position in the pack…in any pack. “What other abilities does a spirit born have?” “Textbook wise, high regeneration, high purification and some mention seer abilities, like they can peer into the future through dreams, but it is not-.”

That his body wears out quickly and that there is no remedy for the evil that afflicts him. I move my hand a short distance over his body without touching him, checking his critical status with my senses. — It is not your body that has been poisoned, my Lord. It is your spirit. It’s been poisoned by your lust for power. Your body and your spirit fight and the latter has begun to leave the world of the living, that is why you struggle between the flames of the Underworld and the calm waters of the Elysium. —I can't die now. Damn it! I still have a lot to do. - He mutters, grinding his teeth.

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

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.

Philip put down his food and the kids all looked at him and paid attention, “some of the scrolls I found talked about the magic of the realm, the people and the creatures that roam the land,” “What kind of creatures?” Kurt asked. “Magnificent beasts of all shapes and sizes living on the land, in the water, and in the sky. These creatures aren’t like the animals here on Earth. They’re smarter and a lot more special because they all have a mystic ability unlike any animal you know of. The most magnificent of all the creatures in Randos are the Krans,” “What are Krans?” Lydia asked.

“I have my spirit form. If I were to die for any reason, I would still be here.” “How do you know that’s how it would work?” “Because that’s how it has always worked with the spirit element wielders, and honestly, I am still waiting for my mother to show up.” “You think she survived?” I shook my head. “No, I know she is dead, but her spirit is still here. All spirit wielders stay in this realm as ghosts or spirits and can communicate with others with the same elemental abilities. I can feel that she is still around, but right now, she feels far away. Being a spirit elemental is complicated because a lot of our abilities are not in what we can see or perceive, but in what we can’t.” I yawned

"Listened, Samantha. When I throw myself at the opposite end, I want you to swim as fast as you can to the edge of the opposite side." "What do you mean throw yourself to the lake?" "I will be the bait, and you cross it as fast as you can. I will hold the fog off. Okay?" I shooked my head. "No, Samuel. I'm not going to let you do that. There must be another way. You can fly me off like you did when we are the underworld." "No, Sam. Those were souls. These mist are creatures from angels having offspring that died. They are spirits but not of humans. They are called the spiritum ultima. They are guardians of the spirit of realm."