Novel & Cerita 108 Soul

Lia’s POV: The sound of my mobile penetrated my ears. I tried to snooze, but my mobile acted as if it had its idea to bug me. I tried to open my eyes only to find that I was getting a call and not an alarm. I groaned myself. Who in the Earth was calling at this early hour? I suddenly became awake to see that it was Max from my office. Max was the chief design architect in our company. He was a complete brainer and recently had come up with some exciting designs for future technology.

I ask Matilda, smiling softly. Awww, is this true love? "I-i...I don't know." I stutter out. I quickly wore all my clothing on and sat on the floor thinking. What if he's our second chance soulmate? Matilda asks and shook my head in disbelief. "That can't be though. That's rare for any wolf to earn that." I explain. Which was all true in my world. Barely anyone can escape from their mates. Even if it's from force. I'm pretty sure we do, even after we have been through

“Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!” Kelvin stood up and looked around until his eyes met mine. Then he knelt in front of the chapel as the rain began to pour again. I looked up to the sky and saw the clouds parting for the blood moon to emerge. And the chatting became louder. “Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!” Kelvin slit his wrists with the spirit sword and allowed the blood to drip on the stairs of the chapel. And we all heard a rumbling sound apart from the sound of thunder as Darka emerged from beneath the chapel. “Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!”

"These are two of my associates." Asher studied the men on either side of Michael. The one sitting directly to his right was a very large bald man with crystal clear eyes that held a sense of foreboding. His arms and what Asher could see of his chest from his half undone shirt sported some intricate tattoo. Michael introduced him as Gustavo.

Everything disappeared from my sight, leaving only blinding white light, which scorched my eyes. ‘’You are being punished for playing with the power which should never be in human hands. Your hun* souls will be cursed, and you won’t be able to find peace. You will be cursed to repeat your miserable life while the other parts of your soul die in great misfortune unable to find happiness both in life and death.’’ The dread coming from these words was enough to make me forget the horrible pain. This sounded so familiar but, at the same time, so strange. I didn’t have time to think, though. The pain slowly disappeared together with the lighting, and somebody’s voice was floating in my mind.

Murong Cheng led Old Ghost Huang into the hospital room and immediately unlocked the door. "What's going on with her?" Murong Cheng frowned and asked, "Why can't she wake up?" Old Ghost Huang shivered and pulled out a large handful of yellow talismans from his arms, again with vermillion sand and red rope, and whispered as he set up the formation, "The Soul Vessel is too severely traumatized ah! The soul has a memory, it remembers that it was drowned, and when it encounters water again, like inertia, it will avoid it on its own!"

"Not at all! They stay in place. In you and me, there is an earthly soul. It’s largely because of them that I am Lena, you are Alina, she is Jasmine — we are all different, with our own characters and temperaments. Earthly souls are incredible and extremely diverse, truly deserving of admiration. I am so glad that these souls remain in the body and distinguish people from each other by temperament and many character traits. The human earthly soul gains, in a way, an added perception, a kind of grace to know and feel certain things more strongly and on a deeper level. Human souls receive more abilities and potential thanks to the bright spark, which is why I call such souls bright. This doesn

(man) The old grandfather was out of options. He was weighted and was found lacking. Thus, he had to find means with to tip the scale on his favor. Soul injury is not a laughing matter. It cannot be cured that easily. A minor soulburn would take about an era to be healed, how much more is that of a soul injury inflected by a master of the soul arts. Several epochs would not be counted much if an immortal wants to preserve his soul.

Lorey stubbornly said and continued to convince him to abandon the unknown soul that’s residing in her sister’s body “can’t do that! What will happen to my sister when her body died?” he asked the soul but she, also, didn’t know the answer “Just – when we arrive in the island. Be careful! Lich is also there… so many ghouls are there! Even if you can’t find my body, you must escape okay? You can’t die! Hear me? You must live!” the soul keep on repeating her point and circling around that will make some people dizzy. Of course, no one can see her that's why she's like that

ariel:- don't tell me that she was the one who I have to protect, but I want to live free from any responsibility, but for some reason, I fell I drown to her, it was an endless path, which I can't escape. blue soul:- the way you feeling is obvious don't let all this thing overtake your head, because there something more I want to tell you. ariel:- I am certain that this feeling is about love or romance but this is something which pulls me to her, I think I didn't get peace until I find her again, tell me what you want to tell. blue soul:- the ring you saw earlier, it is about that, I am a soul that why I can listen what soul saying, a normal human can't listen to another soul.