Blessed Soul Novels & Stories

“I have no doubt that you will discover a way of bringing me his soul. Soon, we will be able to rewrite destiny. This time, I will not fail.” “We will not fail.” --------------------------------------------------------

Bree is a stunning creature with long golden hair, hazel eyes, and the body of a goddess. Similar prophecies were shared by other Oracles. Some of the interpretations state that the Oracle would bear the Erue after mating with the champion. A Seer was able to interpret my role in the prophecy. She said that if I save the North Star/Oracle, who is, in fact, Bree, I will gain my soul. I have yet to gain my true soul, but I am unconcerned because I have a fragment of Lucifer’s soul. If I have learned something about souls, it is that if I don’t gain my true soul, I will revert to who I was. In our world, a soul is not just the keeper of emotions and such as empathy, love, and reason. If I lose

Mallory tried asking them where their original husk was, but they didn’t say as it was equal to saying how to kill yourself. So, Mallory then thought back about the oddity she didn’t notice. ‘Come to think of it, If I talk with them, and then go to another area, it seems like I’m still talking to the same person as the conversation continues. And even with how many plants there are just a few I can hear. Why didn’t I find that odd before?’ While she was contemplating why, they then told her another thing. [The maturity of a soul depends on how long it has been ‘awake’. You can talk to the more mature living souls, and that’s one of the unique traits of being the Goddess’ Blessed.]

and he kissed. The world is full of surprises, and love is one of them. THE END AUTHORS NOTE: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING BLISSFUL HELL, EVERYONE!

Unlike where she is now, she isn't surrounded by people and a family that loved her dearly; instead, she is surrounded by friends who stayed by her side because they owed her. She lowered her head and closed her eyes firmly, allowing herself to relax as she noticed the spring wind, birds singing, trees dancing, and the sun beaming. All of these elements felt surreal and ethereal as she prayed, deeply. 'Thank you, for giving me a chance to live.' The prayer she uttered pleased the gods, who all extended their hands at her, allowing their own powers to flow to Alesteria's soul, a new blessing enveloping her. Alesteria felt revitalized, like a flower that had just bloomed following a winter sto

I was feeling the pain of the sprinkles of holy water being thrown at me, it's like glass cutting through my flesh. I was wailing with pain as every words written in that stupid bible cuts my insides, I can feel my bile rising up my stomach as I vomit brownish green fluids out. I can feel myself weakening. It's as if my soul is being cast out of Cassidy's body.

"Is anybody there?" "Hello?" He could hear the melody sound of rain on the windows that was showing rain is still in its wholeness. Despite of wearing overcoat he was feeling like a cold was running in his blood vessels. He turned towards the counter and started tapping his fingers on the counter table. "hello.. Anyone?" Meanwhile a young beautiful lady appears from behind the counter table. Rakesh went still on seeing her beauty, he was numb like he was cast by a spell. He was feeling like any magician spelled a magic to bring this fairy on earth that appeared all of sudden here out of nowhere.

"What am I?" "You are what is known as a marked soul." "What is that?" Molly asked. "It is a soul that has been marked." "Marked for what?" "For greatness. A singular soul that has been marked with immense power to achieve greatness," the admiral answered. "And that's what I am?"

My body would hurt more severely, my soul would crumble, and my spirit would die a lot faster than it is now. But either way, I have over the years found ways to soothe my body and sometimes my mind. Epsom salt bath with wolfsbane extract and a hint of vanilla to soothe me. Not enough to hurt me, but just the right amount to numb me so I can heal. And my mind, I paint. It’s the only thing that is only mine. It’s the only thing I am allowed to do for myself. And I bask in my paintings. Except lately, the only thing I have been able to paint is golden eyes.

Love is the beauty of the soul. *******