Minerva and Tik Tik 1
Fuchsia waves ripple in the air as two spectral tentacles materialize, wrapping themselves around the portal's edge. with a soft, feminine grunt, the arms fly back; the tentacles tear back similarly.
The Summoner - Chapter 1
The great spirit had reached the lake, and i was alone in the beach. i stood up and spoke with a commanding voice "spirit, i beseech audience with you! show yourself to me!" the bellow rang once more, clattering in my ears.
The Summoner - Chapter 2
I was exhausted, having poured so much into the call, even if my spirit had taken most of the burden itself. i dropped as my stamina gave out. but then the spirit hesitated. it seemed uneasy with its surroundings, or with itself.
Epilogue: The Redemption of Lily Marks
This chapter contains spoiler material for anyone who has not read through chapter 143 in spirit bound. i highly recommend that you read through chapter 143 before reading this story. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! spoiler alert !!!!! !!!!!!!!!!
Downpour
It was in his mind, the same as any spirit. 'it is a lesson you will learn well among the spirits. return the favor, good or ill. that is the only law that the wild respects.'
Muscle Growth Massage - By Draconicon
The spirit was silent, but it conveyed its wishes through the changes it gave him and the orca.
Voretober 8th - "Spirit"
It was something of a historic landmark that nobody wanted to care for, on account of the rumors that the church was haunted by the spirits of the dead.
The Sneakers Spirit (Commission)
"y'know, i've been bored being a spirit. it's lonely, i don't have anyone to talk to," jordan said, glancing down at the table with a forlorn expression.
Binding Spirit Shadow
Commissioned by fa: melonvines , this story follows a little bunny that's all too eager to get stronger as a witch, and summons a spirit that is too strong for her to bind, and is bound in turn.
Sea, Sand and Spirits
Tarras waited patiently on the edge of the dock, watching the boats go by as the warm ocean breeze blew through his long hair. In one hand was his phone, which he glanced at occasionally to check the time, and in the other was a ticket made from golden...
Spirit Synthesis [Commission]
She pushed open each stall she passed, leering inward in hopes she might find something - a key, a chest, a power-up; even a disembodied spirit. at least she had a vessel for it.
Commission: Spirit of the Socks
"an imp or more appropriately, i'm the spirit of the socks on your feet!" crisp thought for a moment before standing to his feet and leaning over the table. "what if i don't want to let you out of my dreams?"