The House Of The Spirits Novels & Stories

The Scroll read: We have learned that the females of the race we created take on a change whenever their human counterpart is with child. However, the males show no change throughout their lives. With both the males and females it was shown that when the human got sick or was nearing death the other could sense this and they used the last of their energy source to fuel the Main Energy. It was shown that this connection held true in those who could communicate with the others and those who could not.

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 was about to walk towards the front when I heard a sobbing sound. It’s a kid!? I searched for the crying child and I was able to sense that it was from a top window of a house. It’s a crying toddler I’m sure of it! Damn it! It’s near where the spirits are! I bit my lips hard and I swear I could taste the blood. “I’m sorry for thinking twice!” I ran towards the back of the neighboring house. Luckily, there are a lot of village houses here. I was on tiptoe until I reached the back of the house next to the place where the toddler was. I hid in the corner and peeked through the side of the house and...the spirits! They can breathe out fire!? That means it will not be too long until this forest

I’ve never heard of it before. I was going to ask another question but he spoke first. “Dark spirits are those spirits who you can give orders to. I’m sure that someone’s behind these happenings and that someone wants to take my life.” Those sentences made me more confused. I really don’t have a thing with fantasies and I don’t believe in supernatural things so these “spirits” my Dad is talking about is giving me non other than confusion. Dad noticed the confused look on my face so he started talking again, explaining everything I sought to understand.

I wouldn’t want Katrina to march right into this beautiful city and ruin it with her damned evil powers. We continue to stroll down the market until it leads to an end and we leave it behind. We enter the housing area and stroll beyond that. We stop only when we get too close to the wall. I can see the spirits moving around, waving at me and giving me those creepy smirks and smiles. ‘ Oh. You are with the vampire prince now. Do you want to be his princess? ’ A spirit snickers, making me facepalm myself internally. I turn my body away and face Viktor instead of those gossiping spirits. It’s like those blue hues are celebrating their limited freedom by keeping an eye on me.

How ridiculous! They had ruined me altogether, leaving me with only a battered life that was slowly slipping away. I curled into myself, trying to keep warm. Tears fell silently onto my body. I didn't know where I was. And even if I did, I had no means of moving. All I could do was wait for death to claim me. As the end neared, images from my past flashed through my mind. But I wasn't ready to die yet. Not like this, at least!

" With a single sentence, my mate dismissed every sacrifice I had made for this household. He was tired of me, yet he still craved my cooking. No—because he thought I was the cheapest maid. A bitter laugh slipped past my lips as I pressed the pen down and signed my name. After Lucas left, I went to meet Ms. Murphy. On my way, I ran into Amy, who was watering the flowers in front of her house. She greeted me with her usual cheerfulness. "Mrs. Howl, did you and Mr. Howl fight? He stormed out this morning, looking furious. He'd even asked me for a sandwich."

Andres emphasized before excusing himself and letting us rest before the dinner invitation. Why is it like the rainbow before the storm? I thought worriedly. What is this? Who’s crying? The sound of crying was heard loudly from in front of me, it was not the cry of one person but many hysterical screams and cries. I slowly walked towards the direction of the cries and saw smoke. Ugh… The pungent odor of burning human flesh pierced my nose so I had to close my life using my hands. My eyes widened at the scenario in front of me

“I’ll have extra protection put on it.” I open my mouth to tell them about the demon, but I hear meowing loud in my ears and the next thing I know, my familiars have pulled me back. I sit up, a little dizzy, and look around the living room. “What is it?” I ask as Freya shadows around the circle, extinguishing the candles. “Oh, spirits.” I wave my hand in the air as if I’m waving away bugs. The spirits aren’t actually in front of me but are closing in around the house. They probably can’t break through all the protective charms we have in place on the house, but it’s not something to mess around with.