A Soul's Revenge Novels & Stories

Matt voiced out. "Shut up Matt! I have not come here for your stories, I know you won't agree that you killed my parents. I know you're very powerful but trust me, I will keep coming for you till I get revenge for my parents death." I replied, moving around Matt and preparing to strike. We were fierce and relentless. Each strike of our claws and parry of our weapons carried the weight of our broken trust. I fought with every ounce of my being, my movements fluid and calculated. I could feel the power of my packmates fighting alongside me,their unwavering support serving as an anchor.

She frowned disapprovingly at the mental image as if the previous Estel were a stranger with whom she had no connection. It was not enough to stop the old Estel from pacing, she realized as she stood up. What she did desire, however, required clarification. Where was she headed with her newfound wisdom and the growing restlessness that fought with her exhaustion? While it was certainly not the most polite of intentions, at the moment, she could only think about finding a way to exact revenge on Michael. Estel's focus was broken when Shayne reminded her she was meant to be sick by knocking on the door. She walked up to the chaise lounge sofa and lay on it before beckoning Shayne inside.

Peter replied. Aurora fell silent. Darius studied his uncle for a long moment. “And Dante?” he asked. “What role does he play in all of your plans?” Peter leaned back slightly. “Dante is the consequence.” Aurora frowned. “What does that mean?” Peter slowly raised his eyes. “He needs to learn what it means to lose.” The statement made Aurora uncomfortable. “Dante has already lost a lot.” “Not enough.” Peter answered too quickly. Aurora immediately stared at him. “I don’t want revenge anymore.”

had several questions to ask but wanted to let it all lie low while I focused on the future and how to get my revenge on those who had killed me. I was sure not going to let it slide. I wanted to know exactly how I was reborn, but it seemed as though River kept going back and forth whenever I asked him that particular question, so I decided to let it slide. River was either keeping the information from me or didn't know either from the surprise I saw in his eyes when I walked in. I shook my head and made up my mind that my revenge would come first. Our conversation continued, and as we spoke, I found myself slowly letting go of my old grudges. I realized that, in this new life, we could be

I saw how her face started to change to my angry expression, to which my mom decided to intervene. “Miracle, please calm down. Your sister is right. One of the things a soul can be intoxicated with is anger, rage, grief, vengeance, and depression, which can cause the soul to retract, to the point of starting to dissolve as it’s not in the body it should be.”

“I don’t know what I just got from you kid, but you’re just about the worst I’ve seen and I took Killian McGrath’s soul, so that’s saying something. But those souls were pure evil, put me right into a coma with all their hatred. No chance for redemption and they wouldn’t have wanted it. You though? I’ll be sorting through this for years to come. I feel your desire for change, your vamp was ready to go and maybe that’s why this was easier, my devil didn’t want you. You deserve this second chance,so don’t fuck it up. I’ve never taken a soul like this before and left a beating heart, ohh! It’s like having my virginity taken all over again,” she giggles, as my jaw falls in horror at the visual.

Sia was sobbing, and Xavier and Kai tried calming her down. "What did you find, Xavier?" Sia asked after she calmed down. "I found that Uncle Reo wrote the Mystery of Death Valley Soul," Xavier said, and Veronica's eyes widened in surprise as if she knew something. "He mentioned that when souls are trapped in Death Valley, it means they are not dead completely, as their soul has the power to come back to life in their original body." "That's strange," I muttered. Everyone looked at me. "How can the soul come back to its original body? The original body can decay, right?"

“I saw your bones. I saw your body wired to machines. I’m not arguing that she deserves peace. But how much of yours are you willing to give up just to get revenge?” “I’m not giving up anything,” I snap. “I’m taking back what was mine. My name. My worth. My legacy.” He walks toward me. Close now. “And what about your soul?” “That’s off-limits.” Silence. The kind that lands heavy. Dense. Like we’ve had this fight a thousand times in other ways and other words and it’s always ending in the same goddamn place. “Just tell me you have a line,” he says finally.

Callie shouted, sweat dripping down her forehead from the intense effort. Without hesitation, I grabbed the Dark God by the neck, tightening my grip. With my other hand, I seized his abdomen and, with a brutal motion, tore him in half. A piercing scream echoed as, instead of entrails, imprisoned souls burst free from his body. Nocturnus’s form disintegrated into black ash, leaving only a sharp-toothed grin atop the pile of dust. "Damn you!" Sora Rhea erupted in fury, glaring at us with blazing hatred. "I will have my revenge—mark my words!"

"You can kill the flesh baby. But you can't harm the soul" I let out a scoff. "I see" "Yes baby." "Your soul is equivalent to nothing Mona" She chuckled. "True. But know one thing East Gonzalez, I will have my revenge" I raise my brows. She scowl at me. I chuckled. "Tell me my dear, how are you going to do that? You are miles away from the world. Have you forgotten that?" Her face twitched. My turn to smirk. "How do you intend to have your beautiful revenge?"