Novel & Cerita Spirit Riding Free Book

I shook my head to snap myself out of the thought. The book is compiled of spells, rituals, and diary entries. However, a section that is titled: “Prophecy of the Savior,” made me pause. ‘The spirits tell me that a savior will be born soon of magic with so much power and will destroy a great evil. It is prophesied that this Savior is a Queen of sorts, sent by the Moon Goddess herself to reclaim power from evil. Upon their 18th birthday they will possess the gifts of death and destruction.’

My head was spinning of all I had witnessed. I realized this evening that I should have been so much better to my fellow priestesses for so long and I regretted it all. I made a new proclamation to myself to take more notice of all of them and truly get to know their spirits in their hearts. I was even more grateful for Laura, Caroline, and even Sophia for being so brave. We agreed to speak further after my birthday ceremony and I’d hoped I could match up to all of their dreams of who my wolf could be. I was getting more nervous by the minute and thought Laura could be crazy for thinking my wolf would be powerful because after that slap by her, The High Priestess, I felt like anything co

I just have to get out of this limbo first. Suddenly, the sky begins to crack and shatter as the entire world shakes. I smile to myself. Everly found a way. I’m going to see her soon, but first, I have to save everyone else that is here with me. I won’t leave them behind, so I close my eyes and begin to channel my spiritual magic as I connect myself to the other spirits. I summon them to me so that I can pull them out with me when I'm pulled out. It’s time for me to go home and start the next chapter of my life with my soulmate.

The spirit shouted, “You’re a Primal Spirit. How can you be so rude? I—” “Let’s make a bet,” Soma interrupted the spirit. “If he wins this battle, you will be under him in the future. You won’t cause trouble.” Upon hearing that, the spirit clicked his tongue. “What if he loses?” “I will let you go,” Silver responded, “I’ll let your main self reappear in the worlds.” The spirit laughed. “Alright. I accept this bet.”

It was Coal trying to deal with everything that was happening. As the fire moved along the veins and searing muscle, liquid and everything, Ravi followed it with light putting what he could out and directing the rest into his spititual sea. He looked at his spiritual sea and saw that soul. It was big now. The size of a small child jumping happily within and devouring the fire. The more it devoured, the more it grew. And Ravi had an idea. He directed all the fire, despite the pain he was feeling, to his spiritual sea so as to feed his soul. He knew that the bigger his soul got, the stronger he would be.

My pulse hammered in my ears, every nerve screaming flight, but my feet stayed rooted to the ground. The wolf circled me slowly, each heavy step echoing through the fog, its presence pressing down like the weight of a storm. Its voice rolled through my mind like distant thunder. "Triad bearer," it rumbled. "The bond awakens, but it is incomplete. Threads fray at the edges." I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stand tall despite the tremble in my limbs. "What do you mean? We bound fully. The poison's gone. We're one." The spirit lowered its massive head, its muzzle brushing against my hand. The touch was cold, weightless, and yet it sent a sharp pulse through my veins, like ice and fire colli

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

I crawl onto the bed, pull the quilt to my chin, and open the book. The pages are thick, cream-colored, smelling faintly of iron and old smoke. No preface. No warnings. Just script that flows like liquid shadow, easy to read even in the dim light. The first chapter is titled simply: *Awakening the Veil*. I trace the words with a trembling finger. Diagrams of circles and sigils stare back at me—some I recognize from Father’s public rituals, others twisted, darker, hungry. Instructions for calling shades. For binding spirits. For raising what should stay buried.

He cried, "Harper, what will it take for you to forgive me? Haven't I been punished enough? I've lost everything. Why won't you come back to me?" His pathetic display was laughable. As I recalled everything he did to me, I felt no guilt, only relief. "No, it's not enough. A hypocrite like you belongs in jail where you can't hurt anyone else," I replied, letting out my resentment. Caleb froze, his head down and hands falling limply. Just as I thought he was finally giving up, he slammed me against the wall, his face twisted with madness. "No! No! You're mine—everything about you belongs to me! You can't leave me!" Caleb screamed, his hands crushing my throat.

“You have the powers of death and life, you can speak to us. The girl that died yesterday, she was killed before she could find the truth. Allow us to touch you and you will see our death up close, and you will remind us on how we died.” Before I could say or object to the matter the ghost boy’s hand shot out towards mine. My whole hand was on fire, it was like dry ice, so cold it burned. I shuddered and I could feel my eyes roll up. Images began to appear, and I could almost feel what was happening. I wrenched my hand away, some of the images I saw and feelings remained. I felt like I was being dragged along a dark path to a fixed light, I could feel pain from my struggles to not go where t