Blessed Soul Novels & Stories

“It’s time to lay down your burdens. You’ve earned your rest.” As I spoke, the river pulsed in response, the water shimmering brighter as it embraced the soul. I felt the familiar warmth spreading through me as the soul’s fear began to dissipate, replaced by a tranquil acceptance. “Thank you,” the soul whispered as it began to drift away, leaving behind a trail of soft light that faded into the horizon.

Adrian spoke, everyone silently agreed it was the best guess so far. "Like our blessings, you have to have a certain trait to get it or you will die." If people didn't have the traits to earn one of the 12 blessings they would face serious consequences, like Ophelia's blessing if you didn't have the traits, which were, a clear mind, spiritually connection, control over your emotions and peaceful. If you didn't have those traits her blessing would drown you from the inside filling your lungs and heart with water. "That makes sense, so what traits do we need to have?" Nicholas asked they all sighed they were back to square one.

He pulled Daniel close to him to replace all finger prints with bug marks. He was getting high on them... Purely intoxicating... They were indulged in the moment with him drowning down in pleasure. They even noticed the clouds getting dark, roaring and thundering. As in celebrating their Love Bond. Somewhere the lightning struck startled them pulling them out of the magic... It started raining heavily. And they were standing in rain enjoying the rain drops in each other hug. ****** "I am hungryyyy." Russell whined as he came out of shower. Freshly bathed.

- Another said. - And if he wins to prevent what we did, the souls of all of them will be mine, and I will choose him as mine. - One of them said. - You can choose whoever you want and influence everyone there, you can use your tricks, but she can't use mine, only her own resources without powers. You will bet with me the following, under the rules... One or more blessed souls, being pure and sinless, within a final period of seven consecutive days, without rest, they will be able to kill one or more blessed souls.

"Look, Remus. A faint glimmer of light in the center of the blackened soul." "So? Most of this soul's essence is already corrupted with grievances." "No. That single glimmer of light means that this soul can still be saved. This poor child only wanted to be loved, but the pain is too much to bear for her." Remus, God of Time, stared at his wife before he spoke again. "Then I will gift this soul a chance; a single chance to rewrite her cruel destiny. If she still pursues the life given by fate, then she will still become a vengeful soul with no chance for reincarnation."

she sighed as she peeked between my legs. Reaching out for him he clasped my hand. “The deity is Elatha. Name her Erissa Finnegani if I don't make it through this,” I muttered through another contraction. “Elatha is a Celtic moon Goddess,” he asserted then nodded with an awkward smile on his face. “You're strong and will get through this, Lyric,” he reassured me as Holly told me to push when the urge came.

He kept his head lowered, continuing to block me without saying a single word. I clutched my pocket knife as I warily asked him, "What the hell do you want?" He raised his head to look at me. He had a complicated emotion swirling in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse when he called out my name. I didn't say a single word in response. I wondered if he was going to beg me to empathize with Frank and Madison again. "You were reborn, weren't you?" My expression morphed into one of shock upon hearing his words. I whipped around and tried to make a break for it.

He was too scared to say a word even when his own wife was being offered up to serve the divine tree. … The next day, a few muscular men brought a sedan chair to the village before dawn broke on the horizon. According to the rules, the woman had to be blindfolded when she was delivered to the divine tree to prevent the location of the tree from being exposed. "Drink this, Hailey," David said as he offered me a bowl of black liquid. I took the bowl from him. The strong, herbal scent stung my nose. "What is this?" "It's to calm your nerves, so you won't feel as much pain later," David explained with bright eyes.

"When will we know it’s safe to touch her without destroying her?" "When she chooses us," I said, with a certainty that burned. "Only then." He watched as I took his place. As I kissed her. As I felt what he had felt. Her light was a fire, and we only knew darkness. And yet… she didn’t burn us. She revealed us. She made us vulnerable. The bond had already begun. Not in flesh. Not in blood. In the soul. And that union… was irrevocable.

If not, it would just be a fleeting joke. "What's wrong? Is there something different about my soul?" Felix pressed. Billy widened his eyes and rubbed his chin. "What the heck did you get into this time? I don't know exactly what's in your soul, but as far as souls go, it's..." After a long pause, Billy still hadn't said another word. Felix grew impatient. "Well? Is it good or bad?" "Good! It's a blessing! Whatever this thing is, it nourishes the soul, enhances the power, and has countless benefits."