Spirit Riding Free Chica Linda Novels & Stories

Ike heard Dr Stella whisper his name as he looks at her. "Look," She said to Ike as she was pointing to Chike's hand. Ike looks directly at Chike's hand and saw that the psyraid energy is back and the energy was shining so bright in Chike's hand which made him stare at his own hand too. Just to see the powers of the psyraid growing in his hands too as he smiles and filled that a lot of power has been restored on him and he slowly gets back on his feet while it was shinning in his hand making Gerald to be surprisingly staring at him and his dead brother Chike.

She was about to curse again when Chaira still did not give her any chance to curse when Chaira opened her car door and entered, starting the engine before Linda could even stop Chaira from leaving. "Dead girl! You will regret treating me like this! You will regret it!" Linda paused, beating her chest with her hand that was formed into a fist. "Just wait after I find where you live!" Linda shouted but Chaira who was already too far away from where she is can't hear her anymore. Chaira hummed as she drove off to the restaurant she has dinner with Sean and Yena for the first time. She hummed too happily but she saw the worried gazes of the two through the car rear view mirror.

"Shh… Be quiet about this. If he heard what you said, he'd claim you're in cohorts with those people down below, and you'll end up on trial too." "Stop talking about this. Is the gigolo down the one Lisa Beckton brought to help her get revenge?" "Looks about right." "That damned wretch is real lucky. She got herself a formidable, handsome man willing to fight to the death for her after her parents' death." "Is she still considered lucky if her parents died?" "Isn't it lucky to no longer be burdened?" "You… Forget about it. It's a waste of time to argue with you." … Lisa watched while Chase absorbed all of the water's spiritual energy. After that, she pressed the three martyr spirits of the W

Diego couldn’t see her clearly because of the darkness, but she knew who that was. The Spirit was a female with powdered blue skin, long red hair and wore no clothes. Her naked body had stains of purple-black substances that covered her left leg, her right arm and her right eye which made her look even scarier. The Spirit was in shackles from its neck down to its ankles. “What thinking would you be busy with when your life is going to end in a couple of hours?” the Spirit laughed. She looked at Diego with her red eyes. Her black lips stretched into a smile. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking of escaping, child…”

Linda remarked, noticing me, while Kira looked out of it with earphones plugged in. "Yes, I am," I said. "Brought anything else?" she asked, standing up to help me with my bags. "No, thank you," I replied. I was touched; being 181cm, Linda was tall and big, so people were often intimidated by her, but she was a real softie – kind, helpful, and very pretty. Kira took out an earbud and groaned before speaking. "Hey Christy, sorry. I swear inspiration comes and goes for me, so I have to catch it when the feeling comes."

He thought a first-day rookie would turn tail and run the moment he snapped his fingers. Spirit took a deep breath. The introverted, terrified girl who had wanted to pass out five minutes ago was pushed deep down, replaced by the fierce, protective older sister who had kept a household running for five years. She took a step toward Charles, refusing to look down as he towered over her. “I’m not going anywhere,” Spirit announced, her voice ringing out clearly. Chase let out a surprised, delighted laugh, while Charles’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing. Chris simply raised his eyebrows, a look of genuine surprise and respect washing over his handsome face.

Vanessa’s pov, Spirit did not hesitate for one second and sunk her teeth into Don Lorenzo his flesh. She ripped off a big chunk of skin at his stomach. Don Lorenzo screamed loudly which sounded like music to her ears. She looked at Leia who started by biting off Carlos his cock. Blood poured out and the bed sheets quickly turned even redder. Spirit took another bite this time, she pulled off his ear. She wanted him to suffer and die slowly so she took her time taking chunks out of different body parts. Don Lorenzo his screams became weaker with every minute. Spirit stepped back and looked at the mutilated body and watched his ragged breathing with satisfaction. Just when he closed his eyes t

“I’ve seen the way you’ve been staring at him, young lady. What are you, some sort of… hooker trying to seduce our sweet Jacey?” The other one nodded, lips pursed like she’d tasted something bitter. “It won’t work. He’s perfect. Impeccable. He’s not going to fall for some loud street girl who throws sass around like confetti.” Then she had the audacity to spit at Linda’s feet. Gasps echoed. Linda blinked once. Then twice. “Did she just spit? On my air forces?” She turned slowly, dramatically. “Ma’am… I will beat you so hard the collagen in your face will migrate to your ankles.”

She reaches the fire and stands opposite Chiara. “Do as I do,” Chiara tells her, and then places her hands in front of her, on top of the fire, her palms open to the skies. Lilia does the same. She can feel the heat of the flame on the back of her hand. Then, a hum-like chanting starts as each member in the circle starts speaking in a language she does not understand. She looks around and sees them all looking at the sky. She looks back at Chiara who now raises her hands and head skywards, she copies her. The chanting continues. A few moments later Chiara lowers her hands and her head now looking straight ahead, Lilia follows her.