Spirited Away Two Novels & Stories

SOPHIE P.O.V (Please note this chapter contains Adult Content and is not recommended for anyone under 18yo.) I waved goodbye as Gary’s Maron SUV pulled away from the camp site carpark. I was grateful for his understanding because he didn’t wait around or fuss over me. The carpark itself was almost deserted apart from two cars at the far end. I assumed that they must be hikers. The park itself didn’t have difficult terrain for your bold explorer but it was large and there were plenty of different walking tracks.

They greeted once more, their heads lowered at their average height. After shaking me up and making me all dizzy, he drops me on a sofa, taking his seat opposite me. He wipes off the blood on his neck with clothes, his well-sculpted abs coming into view. He was truly astonishing. “Welcome back, princess.” A lady in all white came in, the skull-made staff in her hands. She had white hairs, white eyelids, and white eye strokes, and judging from the combination, her wolf must be white. “The name is…”

“Dry cleaning first. Then the whiskey. Documents for the Tokyo team by ten. Don’t disappoint me, Harlow.” I swallowed my retort and got to work, immediately. The dry cleaning was ruined before I even reached the office. The Mayfair shop handed me the wrong suit—Serena’s doing, I suspected, when I caught her smirking from the car she’d “borrowed” me for errands. The whiskey bottle slipped from my trembling hands in the lobby, shattering across marble. Wrong documents? I delivered the merger files to the wrong floor, triggering a chain of frantic calls.

After a while, Leslie stretched and yawned, feeling the weight of sleep. ​"Hey, I'm tired. Let’s go back, it’s really late," Leslie suggested. ​"You go ahead," Scarlett replied firmly. "I’ll head back later. I just want to stay a bit longer." ​Leslie looked at her with a mix of worry and resignation, but finally nodded and began walking back to camp. Scarlett was left alone by the lake, unaware that she was being watched from the other side of the water. ​Across the lake, Zafira and her sister Zahia—two gorgons, women with serpent tails instead of legs—hid in the shadows. Zafira, her serpentine body coiling around itself, watched Scarlett with a mix of surprise and overflowing rage.

With a casual wave of her hand, the Spirit slapped it away. Tao Wu's spirit was afraid of the Spirit. It roared affectedly twice and rushed into Dragon's Wrath. "You can get into it. I'll take you to the outside world," Chu Xun motioned the Spirit to enter Dragon's Wrath. "What is the difference between being trapped in and being here?" She said. "I want to leave and be free." Chu Xun was surprised. "To be free?" She raised her hand and waved it gently. Several tender branches stretched out. She plucked the branches and pieced them together like a human figure. Then she flapped her wings, burst out a hazy light, and walked toward the human figure made of branches.

When we got home, there was Euri, who was enraged when she spotted Kazuo. I could see she was enraged. I can see the flames erupting from her translucent body. This is a furious Demon! "What is this? Why is there a Ghost hanging around you!?" She exclaimed, actually— She isn't upset that Kazuo is hovering around me. She's undoubtedly upset because I failed to keep my promise to her. I understand how concerned she was; conversing with other spirits is a foolish thing to do. I clapped both of my palms, forcibly smiling against each other.

I heard Sylvester laugh at my comment, which made me giggle too. I stepped out of the bedroom in my wolf form. Carrying my slacks with my jaws. The moment Sylvester saw me, he took off his clothes, goddess he was sexy, and I could have been drooling if I did not know better. He had the body of a god, strong and dominant. I prayed I would survive this, survive him. Sylvester folded his clothes neatly and shifted to a beautiful silver bronze wolf. I had always admired the Gamma spirit wolves. They were the only spirit wolves that had two colours. Sylvester was big like me, and I felt a kind of kinship towards him. I was among my kind. For the first time, since I was fifteen I knew what it was

The spirit, hanging her head, continued her singing. Diego was powerless, her hand clenched into fist which she soon let go. She decided to take her leave, the Spirit made it clear that she wasn’t going to be of any help to Diego. She walked out the room disappointed. “One last thing,” the Spirit halted Diego as she left. Diego turned and looked at her. The Spirit winked, “Your life sucked anyway.” Diego just walked away. DIEGO

Alice looked confused at her surroundings. She could hear the voices of children but could not see them. “Tag your it.” The Children's voices echoed through the hallway. Alice looked down at her clothes. “This can’t be…” Alice jerked her head up and noticed her surroundings had changed. She looked around and noticed she was in her old room in the orphanage. She looked at the full body-length mirror against the wall and slowly walked up to it. Two big young eyes stared back at her. Her hair hung loosely over her shoulders. Alice reached for her hair and twirled it around her finger. She stared astonished at her younger self in the mirror. Her younger self suddenly smiled back at her. Alice re