Black Soul Eater Characters Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 138: Jake~ We’re losing this. Right when I thought things were going in our favor these Soul Eaters appeared. And they are next to impossible to kill. I knock one down, and it just comes up again after some recovery time. And it just takes so da*n much to get that much done. I just can’t figure out how to destroy them. They just don’t burn like other things. They don’t get hit by other things. I throw everything I can and it's barely enough.

CHARACTERS AND CATEGORIES Here characters will be justified into various categories, ranging from main characters, unseen and unknown, villains, witches, gods (BBP PANTHEON), gods (MYTHS), and fates. MAIN CHARACTERS 1) John Ozais Screeman 2) Khloe Dave 3) Maria 4) Angel Raphael 5) King Butt ORIGINAL/ STARTING NINE 1) John Ozais Screeman 2) Khloe Dave 3) Maria 4) Pete 5) King Butt 6) Sam 7) Claire Johnathan 8) Juliet Johnathan 9) Rod Smith UNSEEN AND UNKNOWN CHARACTERS 1) Temptress, The Great Unknown VILLAINS 1) Azazel 2) Marvaritte

With a bang, she smashed the rushing cultivator into three pieces. When the upper part of the cultivator's chest flew out, his face was still full of surprise. He didn't understand until his death that his realm was obviously higher than the woman in front of him. But why was he the one whose body was broken? At this time, the black-robed puppet and several rushing cultivators also stood together. Unlike Jessica who could quickly restore her spiritual Qi, the biggest advantage of the puppet in black was that it could almost be said to be undead.

Laughter- low and crawling, like something dragged from a grave- echoed. “You’re standing inside my soul, boy. This is my world. My domain.” The figures convulsed. Limbs cracked as they turned their attention to us, their soulless gazes flicking toward me. Lucian raised his blade. “Then I’ll cut through your damn soul.” The first creature lunged.

His wrestler's shoulders were part of his burly physique. His nomad-blue eyes twinkled every time he speaks. They were Saturn round and were a-flush with triumph. His excellent personality and bass voice were a big part of his ambitious character. He always wore nifty clothes and his commanding aroma is appealing. Joey on the other side has a manly physique. His mariner-yellow eyes were orb around and darted constantly, a-gleam with delight and the vigor of youth. They were soft, Irish eyes and swam with joy. They shone brightly, as two sapphires dipped in milky pools.

I make a self-satisfied face and brush my hair off my shoulders with one hand. I see Azael with a pool stick in hand, walking towards me, with his particular torn black jeans, a white T-shirt that makes his tattoos show through, and a leather jacket. I approach him, pissed off, shortening the space between us, and several of his friends who look similar to him, look me up and down with mischievous smiles.

He said. “First is Bacchus. His real name is George Miller, one of the gang leader’s right hand. Then Atlas, real name is Mario Ching. He is their intelligence. Minotaur, real name is Fred Lim. I think he’s one of their snipers. Cupid is Jay Kenley. He’s their hacker. And Pegasus is Jacob Frias, best in hand to hand combat.” Miko announced. “Let’s hope that they are the only one here.” I said.

I considered her to be the only light in my dark world and nobody in the group dared to mess with her or they would have had to answer to me but like I said earlier I didn't deserve any good thing and she was taken away from me me in a brutal way. We had gone on a special operation, as usual, we had to kill an aspiring senator and like I said we never asked why we had to switch someone off. Everything was going smoothly till suddenly we had a man down. We were a total of five killers who were assigned to the job and it was supposed to be easy, I wasn't the one leading the ops but I knew it shouldn't have gone down like that.

Like my mother told me to. My stomach rumbles loudly. Thank the Moon Goddess that my mate wasn't here when that happened. I would've gone red as a tomato. I grab the bell and ring it. Almost 2 seconds later a guy comes in that looks almost identical to Xander. He gives a friendly smile. He's definitely the happier brother of the two. "Hey, Elizabeth. I'm Solomon, Alpha's brother, but you can call me Soul." "Hi, ummm I'm kinda hungry?" I say hesitantly. I've always been the one to ask what people want to eat. It feels foreign to me to be at the receiving end of that question. Instead of rolling his eyes, Soul gives me a bright smile.

“How can we use that to our advantage?” “It will be difficult,” another of the Souled, a large man she thought she’d heard someone calling Lou earlier, said. He was even more imposing a character than Adrian, and that was saying something. With a bald head and one small hoop earring, he had a face that also looked like it had been chiseled out of rock, except for the pock mark scars. “Even if they do not wish to help that woman, they will not fold so easily.” Jo almost asked what the point in having that information was, but she didn’t. They might tell her other things, things she might actually find useful.