The Spirit Catches You Novels & Stories

“Excellent. I can see them opening up right now. What a bright, purple light you have inside you! Oh, and it’s taken the form of a…squirrel? I believe that’s what I’m seeing.” The thought of a purple squirrel inside me almost broke me. I had to chew on the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. Or crying. Those were the only two options at this point. Mrs. Wright opened her eyes and began to shuffle a deck of cards. “What is your question that you would like to ask Spirit?” “My question?” “It can’t be a yes or no question.” Mrs. Wright seemed so serious despite telling me I had a fucking rodent in my soul or whatever that I forced myself to think of a question.

Sensing my gaze, Eugene struggled to turn to look at me. His eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope. His voice was hoarse. "Sherlyn, save me quickly." The scene was the same as in my previous life, and I clenched my fists tightly. So, I was reborn, back to ten years ago. The fear of falling from the high building and the suffocating pain still gripped my heart. Looking at the desperate plea for help in Eugene's eyes, I only felt hatred and ridicule. I thought, ”Eugene, this time, I will never interfere in your disgusting love game. You deserve to rot to death in this dark alley."

She reached out a hand, and as it hovered above them, a warm light began to glow from her palm, bathing the room in a golden hue. “Your love holds the power to free you,” she intoned. “But know this: the bond you declare will transcend lifetimes. You are bound beyond this world.” Sophia and Ethan exchanged a look, a deep sense of understanding passing between them. They nodded, accepting the spirit’s words. Just as the warmth enveloped them completely, a sudden shift in the air caused the light to flicker. The walls trembled, and Sophia felt her heart leap into her throat. The spirit’s face twisted in alarm as an unseen force pushed back against her spell, shattering the calm.

Their hearts filled with determination, they carried the sanctuary's spirit with them, a beacon of hope and a testament to the significance of every living being in the intricate dance of life. As the Red Teary Moon Pack journeyed through the wilderness, a soft melody drifted through the air, guiding them to a clearing aglow with ethereal light. They stepped into the magical space, and a sense of tranquility enveloped them. In the center of the clearing, four radiant spirits materialized—the graceful Spirit of Spring, the fiery Spirit of Summer, the wise Spirit of Autumn, and the serene Spirit of Winter. Emily, her voice filled with awe, spoke to the spirits, "Who are you, luminous beings, a

There was also an image in her mind that she could think would save her, though it was impossible, and doubtfully he would… Greg… Yes, even if it seemed impossible for Greg to care about whatever would happen to her, she was still hoping he would actually arrive to rescue her from this monster and would not let this monster go all over the thing he wanted to do to her body! She closed her eyes and hoped that a miracle could take place or that thunder would strike straight into this idiot’s head just to prevent him from winning to inflict all his force on her! Where are you, Greg? Help me… Please help me… She was in the middle of her cries. She whispered prayers that the monster wouldn’t succ

Chapter 52 Authors PoV Seventh Moon pack. “How do we catch a loose spirit?” Ras asked wearing a smile on her face. “We can’t catch a spirit and you all know that. We have to find it first and you know who we need right now for that job. She’s the best there is and we have to find her because she’s our only shot at finding him before he finds a vessel to possess” Ryan’s words left a deep gap in Cace’s mind as he found it very hard to breathe.

Spirit cut herself off, her eyes widening as she realized she’d just walked right into his trap. “Why am I even entertaining this? Absolutely not. You are not having dinner with us, Chase. Beat it.” “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Chill out, little spitfire,” Chase laughed, holding his hands up in mock surrender. “Don’t be a party pooper.” “I’m dead-ass, Chase,” Spirit insisted, stepping a little closer and folding her arms stubbornly over her chest. “Unless you are planning to officially cash in that one-time favor I owe you right now, if not, you need to get going now. Bye.”

Spirit calmly replied, “I am afraid it is too late for that. You wanted to rise, and you did but with power comes responsibility. Your choices don’t only affect you anymore.” I had nothing left to argue with, so I just laid in bed trying to think of solutions. When it was almost midnight, I still had not thought of anything. With a heavy heart, I went outside and transformed into Spirit. I had to go as Spirit because I knew the moment, I would talk to Duke I would jump in his car and not think about the consequences. So, Spirit went to the hill that had a view over Duke his house. She saw Duke coming out at midnight looking around hopefully. The clocktower banged loudly at 12 and Duke waited

I thought and quickly turned to go It means Im gonna fuck my bed hard today again cuz I cant seem to control it I held it as I turned and tried opening the door but I stopped Why cant you just fuck her instead, its gonna be sweet; A spirit said to me No no no, dont do that son; another voice said Gosh, Im really confused Dont mind that voice, at least, you already had the intention of doing that before, this is your opportunity, quickly grab it; the first voice said No my son, dont do that to an innocent voice; the second voice said Gosh, I have to do it; I really need to grab that opportunity, I really need to taste her sweetness; I finally decided and turned back to her

I'm sure it'll be strange for me. "Tsk! Please don't ignore me!" The boy finally lost his patience and moved one of the neatly parked bicycles. 'He has the ability to move things!' What have you done, Ellice? This spirit is a bad one! That's not something a typical ghost can accomplish; I need to get out of here right now!' I thought. "Ahh!" As soon as I saw the bike move, I screamed. I attempted to be as normal as possible. I dashed for the exit, passing him on my way out. I turned around as I approached the exit but unintentionally met his stare.