Spirit System Novels & Stories

I try to move but he won’t let me. “I thought it be obvious. I think you might be the reincarnation of my beautiful wife Aamira. She did die about 23 years ago, and you can’t be more than what, 20 years old. I wonder what goes through my sons head when he’s fucking your beautiful pussy.”

he rubs my back and gives me the bottle to drink more water. "Thanks" I clean my mouth and sit up, resting my back on the head board "But you saw him in your dream, how can you even think it's real, I mean what if it's just your head playing with you" "Bryne somehow, dreams have connections with reality" My mom has always told me this, she told me some dreams could be revelations, some could just be plainly our imaginations, it's just left for our spirit to figure out and my spirit tells me this is not my mere imagination. I haven't even thought of this in a while so it can't be my imagination.

“It’s hot as hell.” “What is it?” She asked. “It’s a Spirit Sphere,” she said. “The name sucks, but the meaning behind it, it makes sense. A Spirit Sphere holds the emotions, auras, and energy of a person. This is my energy. Bright, overpowering.” I nodded, knowing she could see the outline of my gestures with her spirit ball. “That sounds like you,” I said, criss crossing my short legs in front of me. “Do you want to see yours?” I blinked, knowing that I was not in the best head space, but I was curious. She stepped closer to me, not taking a seat on the mattress covered in this pink fluff. The ball slowly darkens, turning a storm gray.

She gags on the balcony behind me, "Get him out of your head and focus." "Stop reading my thoughts. What did you find?" "Well, Bruce has his own access to the spirit. He calls his the holy ghost or spirit, while we call ours a spirit guide. It's the same concept, but Bruce thinks he's reaching God." I question, "Can we reach God?" "I'm sure we can, but God requires too much of you. To access Him, you'll have to deny all your help from the other side." My face was in my pillow, but I sat up to ask, "Which is more powerful?"

"O my Lord, you have graciously paved all my ways in my life. Now I again seek your guidance and solutions!" Vicky was crying, his heart aching. To get relief from this transition, one fateful night in the office, as the weight of his struggles became almost too much to bear, Vicky's forbearance gave way to despair, and he fell to his knees, his hands clasped together in great fervent prayer, pleading for guidance, for a lifeline to cling to, as he begged for the strength to survive the turmoil that had become his life. There was no way but God who would give him strength and a path to move.

“I... I didn’t mean to—” “Your anger blinds you, Aaron,” the spirit’s voice softened, its luminous form beginning to waver. “But it also reveals your humanity. You are not alone in your struggles. I, too, have faced the depths of emotions. Your journey is not over.” As quickly as its anger had flared, the spirit’s energy subsided, and its form returned to its serene state. “Return to the barrier,” it commanded, its voice a gentle yet firm directive. “Confront your rage, and when you are ready to face the mountain once more, you may enter.”

he then says as his tone turns more serious, “explain what is going on. You wouldn’t have disturbed my meditation if it wasn’t serious. Why do you want me to free the spirit?” I’m glad that at last, Rem seems willing to listen to me. I don’t know what I’d do if he continued to mistrust me. Perhaps it is because he can sense the truth of my feelings that he is giving me this chance? Even if we’re in the mind-space, we’re still connected by our mate-bond. “The spirit is your other half,” I explain again, this time with Rem listening to me. “I know it was a little scary when it took over during our… intimate moment, but the truth is, you’re just waking up and the spirit is just that part of you

So I replied to her, "Okay ma'am" She got mad at me, "Please stop calling me ma'am". So I laughed and said, "ok Ira. By the way, when you're going to find someone who will do this taking care of things for you." "You know what, I am also searching for my soul but my soul is far away from me. Actually, my soul is playing hide and seek with me." she smiled and started her way toward the lift.

— Agency for Spiritual Surveillance and Ethical Tracking. She folded her hands. “You are causing systemic disruption.” James raised an eyebrow. “By praying?” She stared at him. “By influencing mood, memory, and monetary decisions through undocumented metaphysical practices.” James exhaled. “You mean miracles.” “No,” she replied. “We mean unlicensed awakening.” He smiled faintly. “You can’t license God.” She leaned forward. “But we can silence His messengers.” James stood. The chair didn’t stop him. Fire glowed in his eyes.

Chad grabbed Ruby, who was deeply embedded in the ground, and pressed down on her lower abdomen before throwing her out! Dark Phoenix flew to retrieve Ruby and thanked Chad. "Thank you!" "Wait!" Chad asked her, "What's a guiding spirit?" Dark Phoenix carried Ruby on her back and said, "A guiding spirit is your past life. It exists in a special space. It's summoned by certain high-level members of the Zenith Organization using special techniques. It's used to guide specific people when they join the Zenith Organization! You can also understand it as brainwashing!" Chad was stunned by her explanation. So, the ghost represented his previous life?