Novel & Cerita The Spirit Library

All of its heads hissed in their direction as they approached, but Willow held out a hand and they settled down. “How do you do that?” Clara asked, amazed. “It’s an enchantment. Don’t ask me how. I won’t tell you. It’s a wind spirit’s thing.” The gargoyles bent and twisted before finally parting out of the way, and they went through. Behind the door guarded by the three-headed gargoyles was a mini version of the academy’s huge library but dusty and windowless. On the floor was a frayed carpet that looked like it hadn’t been washed for ages. In every step, there were clouds of dust puffing out of it. Although thankfully, there were at least pieces of wooden furniture that existed in this part

"What is a spirit walker, mother? Is it dangerous?" Mira sat on the edge of the bed and began to explain. “ A spirit walker is a very rare and special person that can go to different places in the spirit realm while their physical bodies remain at a particular place. It is like their soul can leave their body and fly to far away lands to see things and hear secrets. It is a very powerful gift, but it is also very scary because the soul can get lost.

​ The weight of the brass skeleton key in my pocket felt like a burning coal, pulsing against my hip as I navigated the treacherous, shadow-drenched corridors back to the basement. ​The warning from the mysterious woman in the library echoed in my mind a rhythmic, haunting cadence: The real enemy is already inside the walls. ?​Who could she be ​And more importantly, how could she know exactly ?where I was headed ​I didn't slow down, even when I heard the distant, guttural laughter of Lucas drifting from the foyer.

Give us the Heart, or be erased. "I’m not erasing anything!" I screamed back, stepping forward. I felt the heat of Dante’s power at my back, a protective wall of flame, but I knew I had to do this alone. "You were the ones who made the pact! You were the ones who decided that the Shadows needed a Scribe to keep the world in balance!" The spirit hissed, her translucent hand reaching out. She touched my forehead, and the world dissolved. I wasn't in the cabin anymore. I was in a void of pure white, surrounded by scrolls that stretched into infinity. The spirit stood before me, her form now solid. She wore the same style of Vance robes I’d seen in old portraits.

I diverted my attention, elsewhere, afraid to vomit because of the guy who is bluntly flirting with a spirit. I saw a Spirit wearing a brown armor-looking suit with black highlights. He is probably the spirit of earth. The spirit is floating in front of a girl, a shy looking girl. She has eyeglasses and a few bruises on her arms. The girl is looking up to the spirit with an awkward smile, more awkward than the smile I was flashing a while back. The Spirit is smiling as he look down on her, both are not talking.

He was curious about the spirit. "Who are you?" Chase asked. "I'm the Book Immortal, Sect Master Chase. Ask me anything, and I'll answer you." The elderly spirit introduced himself to Chase. "Book Immortal? You're real?" Daintybells was surprised by this.

Brandon had told her about Abby’s arrival and his doubt that their enemy was some witch behind everything, but she had a gut feeling that it was not what it looked like. Because it was true that she wanted to talk to Cade during the wedding, but never did she raise the topic of the library or not like that. And to be honest, at that moment, she wanted to know more about him, but the book she found contained different types of spirits. The book that she had more than ten years back. It was just that she repeated the same thing for fresh memories. ‘Is this just a mere coincidence?’ She thought. At the same time, she saw Logan walking inside with an unfamiliar lady, helping her in walking; at t

"Look, people change in front of each other all the time, especially in schools. So it's not as if it's new to me. Except for girls, of course. Gotta keep it separate." "Glad to hear the world hasn't succumbed completely to debauchery. Although, it ain't far off." "What is this?" Lloyd pulled out the vial the woman had given him. It glowed softly as if it were full of fireflies calmly drifting in the confined quarters. "She said something about a spirit? You got anything about good spirits in your books?" Nathaniel slipped his jacket off and draped it over the back of the chair, looking at the shelves.

“Looks like I’m not done surprising you yet. And yes. I can. My familiars can sense for spirits and can pull me back. But I need you to make sure nothing else tries to come after me.” Lucas’s jaw tenses. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” “Yes. I’ve been wanting to go look through the books for a while, actually. The Academy has an extensive library. It’s two-stories tall and has the most wonderful smell of old paper and fresh ink.” “It’s obvious why you own a bookstore.” “I do like books, though our store is full of mostly fiction. I love a good romance novel.” He runs his hand up and down my arm. “Why do you love romance novels so much?”

They both look at me with shock on their faces. “I had looked through every book in our library in the palace and in the park, looking for information about white wolves but I didn't find anything, so I went to Scott.” “Wait, Vampire Scott?” Ansel asked. “Yes, remember he has the biggest library.” And they both nodded. “Scott library didn't have anything on white wolves either. His Librarian said it had been cleared out by a park many years ago.” “What?!” Ansel exclaimed. “She also said it looked like it was done on purpose.” I took a deep breath, “so she directed us to an old woman who talks to the spirit from the past.”