Spirit Riding Free Maricela Novels & Stories

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

Maria shouted. Hailey gritted her teeth, trying to recall what this witch was trying to make her remember. “You're not weak!” Maria shouted. “You're a powerful woman not the weak vegetable they take you for!” Hailey's heart skipped a beat. She wasn't weak? Did that mean she was someone else? The voices began chanting Zira again, making Hailey's body tremble. Meanwhile, Maria was busy chanting spells, and Hailey's body began to tremble uncontrollably, she held her head as the loud voices increased. Suddenly, Hailey fell to the ground and passed out.

like something was brushing against my soul. I looked at Ryan. I felt unsure and awkward. He leaned closer and whispered, “It’s alright. She’s my friend. I told you about her.” “The psychic?” I whispered back. He nodded. “Her name is Melinda. She’s a seer.” Melinda opened her eyes suddenly. Her expression changed and concern filled her face. “Oh no,” she murmured. “This is not good.” My heart dropped. “What?” I asked. “What’s wrong?” “There is a dark spell placed on you,” she said. “A strong one.”

I lifted the veil, letting him vanish safely. Marilla cut her hand again. “Let’s see if you are stronger than the Darkness, dear niece.” Our hands united as multicolored flames—orange, red, white, blue—swirled around us. Marilla fell as the Supreme powers left her body. Specter’s eyes widened. “Aminda, your eyes… deep purple.”

Staring at the ceiling, my thoughts starting to disturb me again. The betrayal of my best friend. My ruthless husband. My son. And for the nth time, I'm found myself slitting my wrist again. Can somebody help me? Can someone free me from the hell that I'm staying? Save me please .. I'm really tired of living .. Lord .. Until when should I pay for my mistake? Lord, please let me rest. Lord, I can't handle anymore .. Please… free me from all the pain.

In an instant all the lights go out, the universe seems to have gone dark. Six months have passed since that night in Spiros. I went back to work and three months later I had to ask for a license. The dizziness spells tormented me and I was unable to feed myself properly due to constant vomiting. My suspicions were confirmed with an obstetric ultrasound. Am I pregnant? Yes. Is the baby Alex's? Yes. Am I happy? Rather, I'm scared shitless. The invocation ceremony, under the full moon, in Villa Philipides' garden not only caused Yoleandra's spirit to possess my body, it also made me pregnant.

"And she calls herself Villah. What's her fucking name?" "Bella," I could imagine him sighing, "I hope you remember the rules." "Yes, I do, you asshole!" "Will you recite them, please?" "Obey, respect, don't question, blah fucking blah blah." Mariano snorted. "Good. Now, what were you saying?" "Have you got something to do with Abra and Landon?" "What?" He said. "No. Not at all. None." I huffed in annoyance. It wasn't like he'd tell me.

“It is me Theresa, the daughter of the north. The peace keeper in Ishrat.” “Theresa. It has been long since we have spoken.” “My lady I am here to free you as you requested that I should. The prophecy has come trued and i need your help.” “Say the words and I will join in spirit.” “Guendo Amara Sofia Hatana awake Nalah awake. Enter my body and become one with my spirit.” said Theresa. The spirit left Stephen and entered into Theresa. Stephen opened his eyes and stood quickly from his bed. He saw Theresa floating in the air, with her arms stretched out. The woman then slowly went down and stood firmly to the ground.

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…