Spirit Sorceress: Spirit Sorceress: Book 1 Read Free

sword is at all times.  Even a thrown weapon can be known in
this way from arm movements.  For those weaker than yourself, you will also
be able to read their intentions and moves directly from their spirit.”
    I sighed, fat chance of that happening here.  My mother
was immeasurably powerful in spirit, and hers was guarded well.  She
attacked me without warning from behind, but I managed to slide to the left and
spin out of the way as I tried a counter attack.  Her sword whipped back
easily in time to parry mine.
    I sunk into my magic to take in the surroundings, and any
intentions my mother may let leak, and I had to admit I was having fun. 
This was the end of my training, or close to it, and my mother was confident in
my ability, though I was still just at the beginning of growth for my spirit
power.  My sword training might be finished, but my power would continue
to blossom over the centuries.
    I was so caught up in our dance and my hubris, that I’d lost
the connection to the rest of the spirit around me, and suffered a blow in the
back of my head.
    A deep voice said from behind me, “That was sloppy.”
    I winced, “Hi dad.”
    My father wasn’t a spirit sorcerer.  He was just
human.  Not that there was anything was wrong with that, and as my
mother’s mate living constantly by her side, he reaped the benefits of a much
longer lifetime.
    I felt him now as he stepped around me and pulled off the
blindfold.  He tried to look stern but failed.  He was terrible at
stern.
    “My beautiful daughter, you need to pay attention, you’ll be
out among humans in a few days, learning their ways and doing…” he trailed off,
and he’d sounded more doting than corrective.
    I sighed as he kissed my forehead, he really did spoil me at
times.  I knew my mother would make the rest of this training session even
more grueling as my father replaced the blindfold.  But I also knew it was
only to keep me safe when we left the peace of our forest.
    My father said, “Enjoy yourselves, I’m going to catch some
fish,” and then he whistled cheerily as he walked out of our cabin, drawing a
laugh out of me and my mother.
    My heart cried in that bittersweet moment from the past, it
was the last time I’d seen him alive…
     
    I had tears in my eyes as I stood up and drew my sword in
one smooth motion, and turned to face the vampires that had tracked Terry
down.  There were three of them.  Two males and a female.  They
were looking at me with confused expressions.  I took the time to push
down the past, and all my feelings, I needed to be centered right now and in
connection with my element, the spirit all around me.
    Vampires were in a word, unnatural.  I could see the
twists and brands in their spirit, a spirit spell, or curse, designed to lock
them in this life and draw the elemental power of air to continually heal their
body and prevent aging. 
    It wasn’t permanent, one day when these vampires had their
bodies killed, their spirits would once again be free to take their place in
the wheel of life and death.  Still, it was disconcerting, and unnatural,
even if they were alive and extremely healthy, it was a deep violation of
nature.
    Sadly, it was a spirit sorcerer with the help of a dark
witch who made the first vampire.  Not all of my kind followed the tenets
of Inari, who was one of the most powerful elementals, an elemental lady of
spirit.  Without morals, one of my kind could feed on the souls of others
for power, even bind or destroy souls.  Those were where the stories of
succubae, and incubi came from.  Or in the case of Kitsune legends, the Nogitsune.
    They aren’t all necessarily evil however, some don’t destroy
souls, they just interfere where they shouldn’t.  For all I knew, the one
that created the first vampire was just trying to give someone the gift of
eternal life.  Unnatural, wrong, but evil?
    The male in the middle smiled at me and chuckled, “So…
where’s the Cosplay