Novel & Cerita Audiobook For Soul

Souls whispered their stories, and Alec could sense the intertwining narratives weaving a tapestry of experiences. "Sasha," he said, his voice carrying the weight of countless echoes, "do you hear them? The stories of love, of loss, of dreams that echo through the ages. It's like the very essence of existence is singing to us." Sasha nodded, her eyes reflecting the myriad emotions coursing through the cosmic currents. "Alec, every soul we encounter adds a new note to our journey. It's overwhelming, yet beautiful, like a celestial choir revealing the depths of the universe's heart."

I know you heard me. 'Yes, I heard it.' I said to him. 'I am now reading the book I got from the restricted section of the library. There is something about this book, titled The 12 Sinners: The Demon's Souls. I think there is something here we can use to defeat them. Who knows, I will start here. Just enjoy them first, dude.' I heard Hunter's voice in my head. He is talking to me. I nodded my head even though he couldn't see me.

Ava stood glued to my arm, wide-eyed, breathing like she’d just run a marathon. The words that she had said some minutes back were still ringing in my head like a broken record. “This is soul-rot.” I blinked. Ava blinked. Even the walls blinked. “Soul… what now?” I said, because surely she didn’t just say rot. ROT?? “Soul-rot,” she repeated, slower, like she was explaining bedtime stories to a toddler. “A poison that kills the spirit before the body.” I swear I had never heard a word that sounded so dangerous. I knew what that was. And I knew how dangerous it was because why wouldn’t I have known when the only thing my father did was study all those weird things.

We complete each other, yet we are incomplete. Our journey has been the most beautiful one, yet it’s our most painful loss to each other. I love your soul and all that completes you. You always said, “Your scars are my scars”, but your tears and pain are all mine. All of me is all of you. Although we cannot be there for each other, I promise to remember every word, every feeling, and every smile of yours.

Sarah who had stood from her seat stepped forward so she was standing chest to chest with Asher now. "Listen to me carefully." She purred placing a hand on his shoulder. "You're precious woman is in much deeper than you could even begin to imagine." Impossible. Everything coming out of this woman's mouth was just her own delusion, it had to be. The thought kept Asher grounded as he tried to process everything. "You're just trying to screw with my head." He insisted trying to keep his voice confident, but try as he might the doubt he was feeling bled through.

****okay so last chapter Devon got a little frisky with Jennifer. This chapter is all about her and how her feelings for Jennifer developed. This chapter gives a whole new outlook to Soulmates but that is all I'm saying. You have to read in order to find out... Hehehehe enjoy**** Devon POV junior year of high school...

It wasn't misty or foggy, it was clear. "You have but nothing to loose for what you just read. Thee, which your heart loves is doomed in the pits of Abaddon." Fed by as she was with the voice already, she held her ears tight as anxiety began to flow in. More creepy, what ever spoke, spoke with her voice. "Your soul is left and is as well is doomed to the coming chaos!" It added. Her breathe was quickened as her eyes darted. As felt, her palms clammed up by the tension which rose within.

I have no one, no one cares enough about me but that's okay and this is why I suggest getting yourself a therapist, a good therapist. "Well nowadays finding a good therapists is hard and when you finally find one, it might cost you more than you budgeted which is why I'd be sharing free copies of my book on mental awareness and you can reach out to me at the end of this event if you're in need a good therapist that doesn't cost much, I know few.

I joked. “No Aiden, it isn't. It says here that with every bond, friendship, family, love, hate, desire, and the like, regardless of whether the person stays or leaves, there's always a whole or residual piece of the soul of that person left in your mind. Hence, Soul Chain”. He explained further. “That sounds stupid,” I said. We both looked at ourselves, amused by the concept of what had just read, and we laughed aloud, heartily, to our heart's content.

This novel is a work of fiction. Names, story, places and events are products of the author's creativity or are used fictionally. Any similitude to actual events or locales or individuals, living or dead, is totally coincidental. First of all I must appreciate this app for providing me the platform, there I can pen down and I can write my imaginations. I wanted to say, what is in your destiny you will find it anyway. Sometimes things seem against us and against our desires and everything seems out of orbit, but afterwards we realize why was it like that. Everything happens for a reason. We just need to understand and have patience.