108 Soul Novels & Stories

she explains to us. She kneels in the centre of her pagan symbol and begins to chant: “Take his soul to his mind, Take his mind to his soul, Trade them now. Take his soul to his mind, Take his mind to his soul, Trade them now.” A howl breaks the eery atmosphere. Alpha Charles; his full body is jerking and vibrating. He howls and then he growls. His eyes repeatedly flash from Becca to black, Becca to black. And still Dorothy continues to chant:

She was sort of my soul mate. Yes that is her!!! We understand each other blindly and we have an incredibly strong bond with each other. She always gets my full attention when we are in the same room together and I always try to accommodate her needs. If she's happy, so am I, and if she's not, I'll try my best to change it, like tonight. The chemistry between Josie and I is also right, we even have the same sense of humor and I can laugh with her at the dumbest jokes like no other person. Josie manages to see my world with different eyes and she shows me a new way, her way. I am not perfect. Absolutely not. I've had so many women and no one has been able to see inside me. I hurt many, no mos

It was real. “T..that , we’re not on earth anymore and we travelled through some portal to get here.” “Close. We are on earth, it’s just a parallel universe.” He placed the claw of his index finger on my forehead, scraping it slightly starting from the centre to the side of my forehead. Slowly, he brings it down to my sideburn, leaving a trail of blood. “And you two dumbfucks might just be the first species to cross the portal in over a century”

he said, seething. It was part of his gift, but he had never attempted to pull out someone’s entire soul. He had practiced manipulating souls, but this was a first for sure. I watched as a white light was pulled out of her and traveled into his hand. Solana’s screams followed us as we left her the miserable existence that she had to look forward to enduring.

RUBIN'S POV “If only wishes can come true, I have one or two or maybe a few, And they're all about you. If only wishes can come true, I have a banquet of wishes, And they're all to flourish your life. A life well laid to wipe away tears from your eyes. A life filled to bring satisfaction to your soul. If there be any more wish, I will wish you the whole world, Just for you to find satisfaction in your soul.” Rubin's thought echoed as he scanned from his phone, up into space as if to reverse time~ as if yearning for a time loop to reset every moment which had passed. Just then, a figure caught his attention as he glanced out of the car's window.

She said earlier, if you don't volunteer, outsiders can't proceed to remove a personality. That's it, don't worry about what to do, it won't help anyway. The demon glared at me, chuckling. My world goes round and round. I don't understand. Really don't understand. Not just saying split half, why is there another personality? - I'm not a personality. Nor is it part of the soul. Resentment in the depths of their consciousness has invited me to come. A deep, melodious voice like an ancient theater song resounded.

I closed my eyes, forcing myself to calm down and shut my wolf. “Damn it.” I curled in pain after forcefully subduing my wolf. The pain was immeasurable. It was like I was being torn apart from the inside. We were taught how to subdue our wolves, but it wasn’t advisable to do frequently because it was believed to ruin our souls. It took almost an hour to recover, and it was still painful, but I could step out of the car to breathe. I feel suffocated until now, and my emotions are all over the place.

Lilim smiles. - All those who lie dead on the ground, creatures that should belong to the Moon Goddess, but who gave their souls to hell, I will take with me. Their dead flesh will be food for me and my sisters. All who are still alive and walk towards your pack, as they die, I will take them with me to hell, with the same end. Regardless of how long one of them is alive, as they die, their crop and soul belong to hell. Especially this creature that is trapped there. - she points to Dimon - When he dies, his flesh and soul belong to me and my sisters. None of them will have a chance of being forgiven by your Goddess. That's the price I charge to go back to hell. If you choose not to accept i

The girl had clear eyes, with a sparkle in them, standing tall and elegant, looking calm and composed, as if she could see them. The man in the white suit, also known as Abel, chuckled self-deprecatingly. "I've been so tired from work lately, I started having illusions. Ivan, you take over, no problem." It could happen in the next second. Carl, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up in a calm tone, "According to the notes of Ghost Escort, the soul is different from other departed spirits, you know. The most important thing is to let the soul return home in glory, everything else can wait."

"I guess you've used up all your moves. Now, it's my turn." Chase smiled at him condescendingly. He reached out to press down the head of the man in the black robe. "Soul Refining Technique!" The soul's energy wave bounced between Chase's fingers. The man's eyes started to glaze over, and he ended up in a sluggish state. He became stiff. The Soul Refining Technique was a spiritual chant that involved the soul. It was a type of mental energy cultivation that could control another person's soul. He had gotten it from that old coot from the Secret Sect.