Blessed Soul Novels & Stories

“May fate be kind to you, may your loved ones aid you in the storms of life, may joy be yours and may there be little strife, may peace and happiness be yours all your days, may you find friends and the love of a fated mate on your way.” I could feel the blessing reverberate through me and know that this is no young witch; this woman is powerful. She then picks up a goblet and draws a crescent on each of their foreheads. “Blessings of the Spirits be upon you. Blessings of All Beings be upon you.” Concluding the blessing, she gives each of us a candle to blow out before placing a crescent on our foreheads as well. “That was something else,” I murmur, and Caterina agrees.

Alec called softly, “There are many things you don’t understand, so I will do the honour by explaining.” Nadazhda knitted her brows but chose to say nothing as she made herself comfortable on Zaccheus’s legs while he was using his hand to draw circles on her thigh. “Every supernatural being are blessed with a soul mate to support, love and be a partner to them. Soul mates are written before birth, and no one can escape what’s written in fate. A soul mate is half of a supernatural. Without it, the being could never be complete and couldn’t be powerful. With a soul mate, power and strength come naturally. No one can reject one another because it’s like killing the individual. Soul mate is a we

“If my body commits a crime, it will get mixed in the soil and beyond that, it can’t receive anything, but if the soul sins, it’ll burn in the fire of hell which will never end.” Hazel looked up at Rebecca, finding her silent. “I am only saving myself,” she continued in her soft voice which melted her heart in a second like always. “God, Hazel! Tum aur kitni khubsurat ho sakti ho?!” The sudden compliment from Rebecca made Hazel smile softly. “Thank you,” she said, giving Rebecca her shy smile. “What?! Did you understand that?” Rebecca asked, totally startled by Hazel’s answer. Her eyes widened as she gaped at Hazel, who nodded, her facial expressions turning obvious.

She was nature's gift to men, who always found reasons to flock around her, and a reminder of what one can never be to women who envied her. Was she blessed? Yes, but it also trapped her soul. The soul stayed asleep as the beauty had taken all care of—nothing that the soul must do, no struggle to enrich an experience, no battle to win and thus never a sense of achievement. Every time the soul tried to wake up, it was told it was not the time yet, and to go back to sleep. Eventually, she would be washed ashore, pushed to the shallow water before dying on the sand, an ornament to the white beach, a reminder of what once had been. But before it happened, she was saved.

So, instead of giving you poison, I gave you a potion that would strengthen your wolf. When you meet your wolf, you will meet your soul mate as well, and I don’t mean a mate assigned to you by the Moon Goddess. I mean someone who speaks the same love language as you; someone who will stay by your side and keep you happy. This is the blessing of a five thousand year old witch. It will never go in vain.” Tears stung my eyes as my gaze drifted to Keith. She was absolutely right. Her blessings didn’t go in vain. I had found my true soul mate in Keith.

“The doctors… they couldn't find a pulse for nearly six hours. You weren't breathing. Your lungs had just… stopped. But your body was still warm. You were glowing, Risa. Not just your neck, but your entire skin was shimmering with that silver light. I sat here for every second of it, waiting for you to breathe again, terrified that the light was all that was left of you.” I stared at him in horror. In that place of mist and moons, it had felt like barely six minutes. I had stood before the Goddess, watched the other Speakers, and felt the weight of the decree for only a moment of celestial time. But here, in the world of flesh and bone, my soul had been gone for a full day. I realized then t

Having the option to love a good person made this world a brighter place, and this world needed some light. "You're pushing away your soulmate because you're scared she will break your heart like Mom broke Dad's. I think you're forgetting that Dad broke Mom's heart too. They weren't supposed to be together, and they both knew it. You and Natalie are. You are meant for each other, hand-chosen by the Goddess, to love and worship one another in this and every life before and after. You are the one hurting her."

A very, irresistible, beautiful soul. A blessing. My blessing. My pure blessing in human form. I release my hand holding his wrist and cup his face instead, using both my hands. I stare deep into his eyes, burning with the need to capture and absorb every single emotion flowing through them. Through him. "Since the moment you came into my life, Nate, I have known what a true blessing really is. And I am not just saying this to make you feel better. I am saying this because it is the truth. I realized so much I could do for myself to be better and not descend into the abyss of the bitterness and resentment I had for Jason and Diane. You made me realize that I could be so much more. You gave m

I declared with unyielding conviction. "May you be blessed with the gift of rebirth, enabling you to wield this opportunity judiciously. Few are bestowed with the privilege to rectify their existence and pursue the justice they deserve," he proclaimed, bestowing his divine benediction. A profound sense of dissolution pervaded my essence, as if my soul were gradually dissipating into the ether. "Why me...? Why have I been granted this chance?" I questioned, a flicker of confusion intermingling with my fading presence.

Jackson was my brother in all ways that mattered, just like Imeela was Ziyah’s sister too. Imeela danced over to see the new addition to our ‘wonderous world’ as she always called it. She cleared her throat and looked at me expectantly. I rolled my eyes and passed her over for now. I would be getting this precious aiyano back though. She asked Eloise about her name so that she could bless her. It was something that she had taken to doing with every infant from our families whenever it was possible. “I, Imeela Precoza, bless you, Elle Zie Rosenthall, with two things that will help you be the best warrior that you can be. I bless you with enhanced intuition that will guide you and enhanced cou