Novel & Cerita A Soul To Keep

At least, when I meet him after years where all souls go when they die, I would make this duo regret what they did to me for eternity. ''Oh my, such a potential will be wasted.'' There was a voice above my head. I blinked slowly, not interested at all. Breathing was hard to do, and there were black spots in my vision. ''No, you can't die.'' Next second, the blood which was oozing from the wound on my chest strangely stopped. The feeling was unusual. It still hurt terribly, and when I took a breath, I sounded like Darth Vader due to my lung having a hole, but I stopped feeling like my soul is trying to leave my body.

"You control us all Kerik. You control every being in the universe." The bulky dummy was the first to face my wrath. I stared deep into his soul and found that it wasn't in his control anymore. The devil had taken their souls. The so-called keepers had traded it for wealth and power. He was an easy target. He had nothing left to fight for him. Poor thing. "What are you doing to him?" The boss called out in terror. I saw the air seized around him. "Help!" The bulky one cried out in panic. "What are you doing? All of you, get her!"

“You had a specific reason for preferring it.” “You said it turned me on,” I said flatly. “In your words, not mine.” “In my past life’s words.” “In your words.” He said it with absolute consistency, the same calm certainty he’d used for everything else. “Your soul doesn’t change between lifetimes, teddy bear. It just forgets. The body forgets. The mind forgets. But the bone-deep things — the things that make you who you are — those don’t forget. They wait.”

They reappeared as quickly as I wiped them off. “I thought… maybe I could meet my mother’s soul after I die.” My voice cracked. “I know it was a silly hope…” “A silly hope is also a hope. And it hurts when the hope breaks. Sweety, I feel terrible that I might have unknowingly broken that very meaningful hope of yours. I truly am sorry,” she reached out and caressed away my tears with her fingers. I shook my head. “Your soul is contracted to my sons, so even after you die, they’ll keep a track of you and contracted souls rarely reach salvation, so…”

he screamed at me. At that moment I felt like crumbling onto the floor and just dying, the insult was too much, the one thing I feared was happening, I told Nikki but she insisted on me coming here, to humiliate myself. “ Kenna please I’m sorry on his behalf, he believes that all the women in the world are after his money, and his ex-girlfriend has destroyed his belief in love and family, I will call you … please” Brian was by my side at once, holding me up from losing my balance.

Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to Y ou for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab." 

Long live the alliance of flesh and soul. THE END

I shouted at him. Tom's glee turned to disbelief. "Why the fuck not?" A bang from behind me drew my attention and saw that Craig had taken out the last creature's kneecaps effectively stopping it. He turned to us and the distrust on his face was so obvious that the air around us dropped a few degrees. "Because they are not actually dead. Just soulless. If we can get their souls back, they will be fine. But you can't return a soul to a dead body, now can you?" I asked irritably.

Why was I working so hard when she wasn’t going to spend my money? “Because she is the Queen of the supernatural world. A special soul, just like you!” I didn’t know when my blabbering became so loud that it woke up Beta Arlo. He walked into my room with a bottle of 2012 Château Blanc to clear the haze of uncertainty from my mind. “Soulmates are our other halves, an advanced version of our personalities. Then how can you even imagine her to be like other girls? Where’s your logic, Vincent?

I'd have the link with them, which includes feeling them when they fuck someone else. At least I can stay naive. That's all that really keeps me going. Don't get me wrong, Soul is amazing, thoughtful, generous and caring but he isn't my mate. I may have never wanted a mate but at least I had found them before losing them. As the saying goes: It's better to have loved and lost than to have not loved at all. Right now, I am cuddled up on the sofa. Soul is out meeting some old friends this evening, so I'm having a relaxing evening to myself. This consists of: