Beyond: Two Souls Novelas e Histórias

Gordon. “This place looks abandoned,” I stated. He smiled and nodded in agreement. “The magic is underneath.” The underground base was cold and poorly lit, the lights in the hallway were blinking, and in each room a scientist was injecting a patient. We waited for Blake to wake up before Mr.Gordon placed a document on a table and told me to open it. The document contained the profiles of two teenagers; Abby and Ashley Luther. Blake massaged his scalp as he looked at the profiles. “Why are you showing us this?” he asked angrily.

I let the low melody of the music playing over the radio invade the sepulchre of that moment, after all, that's what we looked like. Two dead people. The harmony of What's Left from Three Doors Down resonated ironically, almost like a punch of truths scattered through every word Brad Arnold sang. "It's time for me to let you go, that's what we have to do. It's time to give this up, I think we already knew that. There's nothing left for us to talk about, there's nothing left to prove." Perfect timing, isn't it? Life is a succession of debauched events that play out right in front of you, leaving you only to accept that perhaps nothing can be done except accept the rules of the game.

she said near a whisper but still with such excitement in her voice, “Both of you are awake.” She placed the trays at the foot of the bed and left without another word, Valaria never once took her eyes off of Dominic and he never took his eyes off of her, each of them felt a pull like magnets to a pole, neither of them wanted to fight it, even if they did it would be useless, what was now happening was beyond anyone's control, and in an instant they both realised just what it was, in unison they both said, with confusion in their voices “Soul Mate.” Soul mates are exactly what they sound like, they are the ones destined to be together, but it has never crossed the species border before, othe

I said as I meet his eyes and I saw the glint of sadness and loneliness as he smiled at me and then turned around to gather his things. When he took his leave, I sat there looking at Cassidy, and for a moment, I let myself feel the familiar sadness and loneliness. Regretting my decision and wish that I could spend more days with Devon, as me, as Hannah, and not us someone else. Suddenly, I felt my heart aching, Lucy's heart seemed to stop beating. I grabbed the arms of the chair as I gasp for air. I breathe in deeply and I calmed for a bit. "Damn, this body is weak. I need to do something fast." I got my mom's phone from her purse and searched for possession of dead bodies. I was horrified b

But like a man who had lost his soul. And somewhere beyond the shattered hall, beyond the cries of the survivors, the heavens wept for them both. THE END.

Chapter 2 — Splash Jerkface Two Weeks Ago… Kallista Hughes stood in the bustling kitchen of Brio’s Kitchen, gripping the edge of the stainless-steel counter so hard her knuckles whitened. The sharp clatter of pans, the hiss of sautéing vegetables, and the murmurs of the kitchen staff filled the air, but none of it registered. All she could hear was Chef Alden’s voice, cold and hard cutting through the noise like a shard of ice.

“ What’s wrong sugar, Dr Max did not tell me what?” Damian asked impatiently, different thoughts running through his mind. He could handle a lot now but definitely not negative news about his unborn child Indeed, Layla was good at keeping someone in suspense. “ I mean Dr. Max did not tell you that we are expecting twins, right?” she finally said, happiness all evident on her face.

She felt the needle, in her arm pulling her back. Benson whispered to her "You are not leaving me." He touched her cheek. His hand felt warm again. "I am the Engineer remember? I will find another way. I will fix the wires from this side " Benson said. Then the black wave hit them. June felt herself falling into a cold ocean of nothing. She reached for Benson. He was gone. Then she heard a voice whispering in her ear it was the Mother. The Mother said, "The soul is not a file, June. It is a signal.. Signals can be sent to other places."

As the elevator doors closed, I caught one last glimpse of him watching me, a man torn between obsession and the ghosts of what we’d lost. I was deeper in his world than ever. And the lines between love, revenge, and survival were vanishing fast.

Not a Luna draped in titles, but a healer who mends wounds and pulls others back from the brink of death. Jasper didn’t argue. He visited me often, sometimes alone, sometimes with Liam. He tried to make it all feel normal, like a family. But a part of me knew the truth. The pack called me Luna, but I was never fully theirs. I belonged halfway in, halfway out, forever standing between my bond with Jasper and the freedom my soul still craved. I believe that one day, my efforts will give me the strength to refuse being forced into becoming anyone’s Luna.