The Spirit Library Novels & Stories

she said, looking at me, " But your magic won't save you today." " It will," I responded, " Because your true Alpha is my mate.". I said, and she began to laugh. " The Spirit wolf Alpha bloodline is no more. " She stated, "And your kind is beneath us. Spirit wolves don't bond with werewolves." " Enough of this nonsense," She began, getting ready to attack, " you will pay for killing my daughter and sacking the blood moon pack" And before I could respond she shifted. And charged towards us.

“This isn’t real. You’re gone. I don’t know what this is. It can’t be real.” Her mother walked forward and touched her face. “You’re right. I am gone. But this is definitely real, Nora. You’re in The Stellarum. You found The Spirit Room.” “The Spirit Room?” Nora asked, with a raised eyebrow. Her mother nodded. “It’s a room where you can contact those that have passed if you need help. And sweetheart, you definitely need help. I didn’t prepare you the way that I should have. There was so much that I didn’t get to tell you.”

I’m numb to the world and all that it offers; my only company is the reverberating darkness in my chest, the hollow feeling of loss. “This is the eighth time… it’s not going to burn; you can’t change what you are,” the spirit appears to me again, referring to the book I stole from The Obsidian Library now beneath the flames. Again, she appears behind me, out of thin air, putting in her opinion without being asked. I kind of preferred the times when she was just a figment of my imagination, hovering around and only being able to call my name. But she’s right. I don’t know what incantation was cast on it, but it’s not burning. Every procedure I’ve taken to reverse this curse on me has proved f

The spirit shouted, “You’re a Primal Spirit. How can you be so rude? I—” “Let’s make a bet,” Soma interrupted the spirit. “If he wins this battle, you will be under him in the future. You won’t cause trouble.” Upon hearing that, the spirit clicked his tongue. “What if he loses?” “I will let you go,” Silver responded, “I’ll let your main self reappear in the worlds.” The spirit laughed. “Alright. I accept this bet.”

he thought and continued to get up from his seat. Rail walked in a hurry, he was determined to find out all about the meaning of the word love and his feelings at this time. His feet began to enter the enormous and majestic space of the afterlife library. There are thousands of books neatly arranged on the shelves up. However, only angels can enter this library. The human spirit or soul has a special library which is very far from the angelic library.

I sighed and told them what the spirit told me. “But why only to Lady Seraphina? The spirit could have just meet Sir Zale, and since he is a water element user, the heir to say the least, why not him?” Asked Notus while looking confused. I sighed and just crouched to be at his eye level. “If the spirit were to summon Zale, then it will just end there. Remember when I said that the vengeance spirit was a fire? It might be a fire spirit that was tainted by some pollution from here.” I explained.

"Do you know the title?" "I think it was—" "We need to find it. Now." I didn't wait for him to finish the sentence. I grabbed his wrist and pulled him toward the library at a run, my bare feet slapping against the hallway path, heart hammering with something that wasn't just fear anymore. It was hope, sharp and dangerous, the kind that could cut you open if you weren't careful. "A Warrior's Spirit," Kael finally said as we burst through the library doors, both of us out of breath. "That's the book."

said Faithwinder from behind. Prince turned around - Faithwinder was stroking a weird-looking horse, and for the first time the veiled mask seemed to hide a barely perceptible smile. The vulture on Faith's shoulder was watching Cedric with disapproval. "With the destruction of the Library, the spirits have returned home. For the first time in ages." Cedric stood up, his eyes still spinning. He looked at Faithwinder, and at that moment the smile faded from the spirit's face.

Alexa asked and I raised an eyebrow. White wolf? My wolf? “I can’t answer that, because this is a special case” Dr. Rupert replied to Alexa which made me even more confused. “So what’s wrong with the white wolf? My wolf?” I asked quickly when I heard them talking about it as if it was a rare thing. My eyebrows shot up as I saw three pairs of eyes staring at me as if my question was strange. Okay… looks like I need to find out something. “Why are you so fond of the library?” I looked up from my book and saw Mellisa sitting on the couch in front of me flipping through a book with a bored expression.

Or worse, what if he got hurt? My aching body and restless thoughts carried me to the central library of Lycan Spirit Academy. I pushed the door open with a soft creak; it wasn’t locked. The library was open to anyone, twenty-four hours a day. And it was the largest library I had ever seen. The space felt like a massive, silent labyrinth. The scent of old paper stung my nose, now sharper than ever. I moved along the shelves at the very back, in an area long forgotten.