The Spirit Catches You Novels & Stories

"No, I'm not interested in your horseshit!" An invisible force pulled me back into the toilet and the door slammed shut. I took in a shaky breath, my heart ramming in my chest "Can you just listen!" Roxie snapped, hands in her pocket signalling impatience. "That day at the library we released a nightmare Spirit." Brea explained "And it's attached to you, it's feeding off your energy." I was so mad, I was literally seeing red "Well that wouldn't have happened if you had just listened to me."

Thor was not going to pay her any attention. Although there were very few beggars in The Spirit Cage, they still existed. The beggars in The Spirit Cage were usually people whose souls had been irreversibly traumatized, which then caused them to go insane. Someone like this would forget who they were and how they could go back. Therefore, they could only wander around The Spirit Cage and beg. In real life, they would be a vegetable. It would be hard for them to gain consciousness again. The moment Thor walked into the shop, a pair of beautiful big eyes looked up at him quietly.

He was teaching her to see the hidden picture. The final day, the day before the moon, was Spirit. Fred was quiet for a long time, twisting his hat in his hands. “I don’t know a thing about werewolf spirit trials,” he admitted. Then he looked at her, his kind eyes earnest. “But I know about being human in a place that don’t quite fit. I know about holding onto who you are when the whole world tries to change you into something else.” He took her to the little, struggling garden patch he’d made behind the station. “Spirit is your core. What’s left when you strip everything else away.” He made her touch the cool soil, the fuzzy leaves of the tomato plants. “Remember this. Remember the smell of

ALTHEA. “I’m ready…” As soon as the words left my lips, the light on the candles became brighter, and my heart thudded loudly. I knew there was no turning back. The only question was whether I could trust the dark spirits. Would they give me what I needed without harming anyone? My head began to buzz with murmurs and whispers from the spirits. They were too many, but I could fully understand all of them. I could hear the excitement in their voices, like a family welcoming me home.

He simply lost his mind from his beating heart. "Oh here, here! I like waffles! Waffles!" Primo called out like a little kid but the other person turned into deaf and just kept walking with his eyes straight at the path they were taking. "Hey Ethan, I said I want waffles!" Primo shouted, finally waking him up from the daydream or so, the distraction his heart cause him. He immediately stopped and scratch his nape as he chuckled nervously. He felt stupid at the very spot, in front of the person who just turned him into one.

CONVICTION It is scary! It is risky! But is it worth it? I know am capable Will I survive? My mind is made up But there’s still doubt I will get the truth I will survive! There’s something there And i will find it! That’s my conviction! STESSY B. (Stessy Enni) EMA

Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to Y ou for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab." 

He had been an alcoholic addicted to gambling and only knew how to hurt me and Mom. After he'd beaten Mom to death and become burdened by a child he hadn't wanted, he had planned to sell me off. I had seen it happen to others—girls clutching red roses, waiting to be taken away by strangers. If no one had taken the flower, they would be sold straight into the district. One by one, people had walked by, yet no one had taken the rose from my hand. Dad had grown angry and cursed me for being useless. "I should have ended you as well!" he had spat while dragging me toward the doorway.

The two still had it in them. " You need to listen to me." I warned the spirit wolf, " We are not your enemies here. Don't allow yourself to be used." She launched at me again, and I aimed and punched her jaw hard. She clawed my chest before falling. Then she did something unusual and turned to mist. The mist held me down. I couldn't touch her, but her face was clear, and her eyes had an evil glint in them. "You dare to fight your god." She said.

They were a topic I didn’t want to touch on, alongside the brand new rage that came with this new age. The clawing anger in my heart nagged at me begging for attention and instead, I stood up straight and headed for the door. The sad thing about having two people in you is that, when one side starts to seek a lot of attention, you can't just walk away from it. It went with you everywhere. ‘It’s time and you know it. You were born for these two things, Spears INC and revenge. It’s time for you to take on both Caitlyn .’ Fire whispered to me, words only I could hear and I tried to shut her out again.