Alchemy Of The Soul Novels & Stories

Living souls were heavily guarded by their life force and body’s gravity, making contact extremely difficult and tricky. However, there had been rare instances where a person’s soul was reached while they were in a coma through an alchemically advanced sigil known as the Soul Linker. It required at least a century’s worth of life force for a mortal to perform. Even under normal circumstances, I lacked the power and experience to pull it off. One mistake in crafting the Soul Linker could permanently damage both souls involved. And there was only one person I knew who could pull it off. The number one alchemist of the underworld — Raven.

He thought it had been lost to time, extinct, or destroyed during the war between Elves and humans but here it was, with his despicable nephew. The Soul Crucible was no ordinary artifact. It was a soul-forged furnace created by the Earth Spirit himself, capable of incinerating spirits, demons, even celestial beings into absolute nothingness. It erased their essence completely, severing them from the cycle of reincarnation. To be cast into the Crucible was to cease to exist. Forever.

I don't trust Lyra, and I don't think I ever will, but trying to refrain myself from wanting her so badly is an urge I can't fight against. "It's the curse, isn't it?" Damien asked. My fist clenched, knowing that he was right. I hated the part where he knew everything. Clause and Axle aren't aware of the curse that Lyra acted up a few weeks ago. The Curse of the Unbridled Alpha, an ancient affliction that strikes the most powerful pack leaders, renders them helpless against their primal instincts, driving them to surrender to their basest desires and act on impulse. Their control over their actions is fragile as the moon's phases dictate their fate.

The books were lined up in alphabetical order, the same way Draco had left them, her heart ached at the memories, it all started when that little bastard was born, that was when everything started falling apart. She brought out the book, it was thick and dusty and she dropped it on the table, she flicked them open in haste before stopping on the page she was looking for, the image of the crystal watch was printed boldly on it and below it were the words ' soul binder, it binds the powers of a soul shifter and it prevents people from detecting thier soul powers ' It was the only pair in the world, she knew it because Draco had made it himself, working tirelessly for years until it was success

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

Awesome. Levy ran a hand through her hair and then looked at the books and diaries that she has brought from the shack. Finding pieces of soul was considerably different than making potions or turning someone into a hamster, it needed arrays to be drawn with accurate precision and even needed an awful number of spells, if she made even a single mistake then she was sure that it will end up in a disaster. She needed to be very careful while drawing the soul-fetching array or who knows what might happen?

Ena closed the book, exiting a deep sigh, "this book was never written. It wrote itself. What you heard was its ink, the souls it uses to carve each word. It captures every fear. Every last word. The tears that fell from its victims and with that it creates. We call this Soul Magic. The darkest in the world. Not one created, or that was at the beginning of time. No. This is one we created ourselves, one we fuel with our every breath. Do you want to destroy the book? You first must destroy the whole world, for as long as evil desires exist in the flesh, it too shall live on.” "W-what’s this got to d-do with the spell?" Mariah asked with a slight stutter to her tone. The spell is the heart of

The memory of the great master he absorbed had a lot of memories about alchemists. The Divine Void World's alchemists were not that much different from those in the Hestia Continent. However, the Divine Void World's alchemists were at a higher level, and the alchemists needed to master the Way of the Pill as well. Thinking about that, he smirked. Thankfully, he had a cheating tool. The soul-gathering crystal had been in Mustard Seed for far too long. After leaving Sunset Valley, he would have to use the soul-gathering crystal again.

Then, when the children were old enough to understand and carry forward on their own, the remaining parent would cease control and allow nature to take over, willingly releasing their soul too connect again with their other half in the afterlife… Though in his case, if he is rejected by his true mate, his wolf would go insane, dooming them both to eternal hell, there would be no rest for them, in this life or the next… Determined not to fail, stubborn to the hilt, he stepped towards his mate, going against his instinct to take it slow, this was a fight he did not want to lose… Ava’s opened her eyes, widening in surprise as Cade approached her, determination etched on his face, not having tim

Soul Sight: a rare hereditary ability, manifesting in early childhood in those with a predisposition toward soulbound recognition, enabling the perception of— The text had been damaged after that. Water-warped. I had spent two weeks trying to find another copy and failed. But I didn't need the text to understand what I'd seen. Golden threads running from my chest to his. Longing in the space between them, vast and old and inexplicable. The knowledge arriving not as a thought but as a fact: he is mine.