A Soul's Revenge Novels & Stories

Susan's expression twisted as if she had been struck by lightning. "Did you leak the wedding news to me on purpose? You lured me back here so I would become the villain who ruined everything!" She shot up from her seat and slammed her palms against the glass. "Psychopath! You're a complete psychopath! You love Daniel, don't you?! What the hell are you trying to do?!" She was so agitated that when she noticed Chloe behind me, she lashed out at her too. "You! You are just as guilty! I never would've entered the entertainment industry if you didn't trigger me! If it weren't for that, there wouldn't have been a crowd that day!

The devil's own melody. Soul Snatcher.

Her voice broke. Emotion cracked her words. Fear. Hatred. Rage. And—unexpectedly—desperation. I met her eyes steadily. “Your mask is slipping,” I whispered. She flinched. Because she knew it was true. Before she could answer, the officer returned. “Mrs. Vale, please step inside.” Selena pulled away, trembling. But as she entered the room, she shot me one last look— A look that said: This isn’t over. For the first time since my rebirth…

When it spoke, its voice was layered — thousands of tones speaking in perfect unison. “Why do you descend?” The reapers froze. The sound wasn’t heard so much as felt, vibrating through bone and thought alike. Veyra stepped forward, keeping her tone steady. “We seek the ones who stirred you.” “The Soulbound.” “Yes,” she said cautiously. “You know them.” The figure tilted its head. “Know? I remember them.” The walls trembled, and golden veins flared brighter. Soreth’s grip on his weapon tightened. “Where are they?” Veyra demanded.

Seeing him with the ridiculous ex-girlfriend of the man she'd been in love with, a woman she clearly considered inferior to herself in every way, as that recording had made very clear, must be like death to Suzan's ego. Yep, Logan couldn't have been more correct when he'd said they'd be bothered to see them together. And, more than that, she herself didn't expect to feel a little pleased to see those expressions on their faces. It was still far from lessening the pain caused by everything they had done, by everything she had heard, by all those horrible feelings that still haunted and overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was nothing... But there was still, yes, a bit of contentment in k

“... I will never hurt you. No matter how much I think about it... the only obstacle I have right now, is Collins. The devil and I made a deal. I traded my soul for my revenge to be possible. For my plans of getting back at my enemies to work out, I bargained with the devil...” I moved my head to the side and I almost collided with his lips. He grabbed the bannister, grunting as he shot his load into me.

And just as her thoughts about the underworld people were shattered, she became able to see beyond Giovanni's faults and flaws. But if the gun hadn't misfired that night, she wouldn't have been able to find her strength and regain herself. She'd taken the short, painless path…the easy one… wishing it would spare her that hopeless future. Eleonor doesn't want to spare them the misery that awaits them. She doesn't seek physical pain or a quick end to those who tortured her for so long. What she seeks is a careful revenge, one that will reach far beyond the flesh… a revenge that targets the soul, made to destroy conviction and hope.

Does it mean that not having my soul has had a negative impact on me? Perhaps, or maybe the sheer fact that I have seen so much carnage in the last couple years due to “her” and my situation has caused me to simply not care. At this point it really doesn’t matter, considering as she pointed out, she owns me. The only way I am getting my soul back, is to exact my revenge and then hide in the middle of the woods somewhere for years till I die peacefully. At least that is what I am thinking. Who knows? It could turn around to bite me and when I kill her, I find out that ending her, ends myself as well. Either way, at least the evil will be gone, and she won’t be able to feed on anyone else

“You’ve always been driven by revenge, by anger. But now… there’s something else in you. Something I can’t quite understand. It’s like you’re not just fighting for yourself anymore.” Asha looked away, her eyes narrowing against the wind. He was right, and it unsettled her. For so long, she had been driven by the need for vengeance. But now, after everything that had happened—after releasing the Soulbone, after breaking the Blood Pact—she felt something else stirring inside her. It wasn’t just rage anymore. It was something deeper, more fundamental.

Even if this marriage is going to end, they can't damage the Richmond family's reputation at all. "You little girl, so slick with your words." Karli waved her hand, "I don't have time to deal with you. If you want to help her, take her away. She wants a divorce, and we the Richmond family don't want to keep someone who only knows how to eat for free." Upon hearing this, Angelica's eyes grew even deeper. Before Amelia came in, from the outside, you could tell that something spooky was going on in there. Soul Reaping is different from Earthbound Formation, it is formed by the resentment of the living, triggering the evil spirits underground.