All Souls Book 6 Novels & Stories

“ Ezra Irwin is not only an addiction but also a parasite who will kill you even after you are dead and I hope I have met my death.” AUTHOR'S NOTE: ENDING THIS BOOK HERE, WILL COME BACK WITH A SEQUEL.

When he finally caught up with him, he could see the steam blowing out of Ornais’ ears. “You are completely unaware of how important this is,”Ornais began. “Abigail’s soul is the one soul that could shift the balance and you are still playing the same games you did with all the others. Frankly it’s really starting to piss me off. You don't get it do you? This soul was set to be sent to hell, her path already chosen.” He finished. Daniel was confused if Abigail's soul was on a path to hell already. Why was he here? “What are you rambling about now?” He asked Ornais.

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."

Chapter 60: A New Dawn The world was in ruins, a desolate wasteland scarred by the ravages of the darkness. But amidst the destruction, hope flickered like a flame in the wind. Liam and Xal'dar, along with their allies, had defeated the ultimate threat, the entity that had sought to consume the universe. Now, it was time to rebuild. They gathered survivors from the scattered villages, forming a united front against the chaos that had engulfed the world.

Daya Pushing my thick-rimmed shades up my nose, I carefully peered around the area, making sure there would be no accidental encounters with any of the humans currently roaming the same huge, public space as we did. Taking a glance at my brother -who by the way was too busy rummaging through a bookshelf to actually notice the admiration looks he was receiving from the few females around the area- I then quietly walked down the narrow corridor, taking my time to analyze every title, searching new books for my impressive romance collection... The human world can be really dull, and boring -when you’re a lethal-by-definition half goddess and half fallen- but at least they do write amazing books

“Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!” Kelvin stood up and looked around until his eyes met mine. Then he knelt in front of the chapel as the rain began to pour again. I looked up to the sky and saw the clouds parting for the blood moon to emerge. And the chatting became louder. “Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!” Kelvin slit his wrists with the spirit sword and allowed the blood to drip on the stairs of the chapel. And we all heard a rumbling sound apart from the sound of thunder as Darka emerged from beneath the chapel. “Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!”

My heart felt like it was twisting inside my chest. “Baby, I'm so sorry this is happening. Whatever you need me to do, I'll do it. I promise I will catch the sick bastard responsible for all this shit.” The image of the old lady on the bridge entered my mind. I still wondered what she had said to Xandra. She answered me on the spot as if she were reading my thoughts. “Umm...the lady from earlier today, whispered something disturbing in my ear. She said, “after the seven, he will rise.”

I see the confusion and madness in her expression and her dull eyes. I don’t know who she is anymore. I fear the Jonda I met almost a year ago has completely vanished and in her absence, a broken-minded shadow of that person lays before me. Gently her eyes close once more and she falls into a deep sleep. Her heart slowed and her breathing evened out. Would her mind ever heal? I prayed that Kellen and Lamia would kill Senko. And that his death would undo all he has wronged. I have seen enough evil in my time. Too much death and cruelty. I didn’t want to see my sister suffer.

Bartimaeus hummed and as he felt her disappear and cloaked himself and his charge in flames and transported them back to Hale Academy. \\ Humans could be so similar sometimes…\\ xXxXx (End of Chapter 6)

He’s too busy looking over his shoulder, scoping out the area around us. “You’ve never seen a sprite before, I take it,” Chuck says. I shake my head in amazement. Would Nenee let me touch her? Maybe I shouldn’t. Her wings look fragile. A loud boom shakes the walls around us, and I glance back at the bar. It's on fire, flames pouring out of the windows, smoke rising into the night. "Don't worry about it," Chuck says. "That place is owned by a Silver Hunter." He grins. "I'm happy to see it finally gone."