Butterfly Souls Novels & Stories

The engagement ring shimmered under the light. "Why is this still on my finger?" I whispered. Before Michael could speak, Maria chuckled, shaking her head like she had been waiting for this moment. "Oh, Brenda," He sighed dramatically, giving Maria a smirk. "Do you even look at yourself in the mirror when you wake up? Babe, you’ll be twenty-seven this year. You’re not as fresh and beautiful as you think." He scoffed, eyes gleaming with cruelty. "I’m actually doing you a favor. You’re outdated, Brenda. It’s time to wake up."

I thought, "Dear God, if you're still willing to listen even if I have no white ribbon to make my wish, but on the account that I'd prayed to you and lit up the candle so sincerely many times in the past, please grant this final wish of mine. "I wish that I, Winter Brooke, will no longer have anything to do with him, Finnegan Churchill, for the rest of our lives, or even the next life if there is one."

“That fusion can evolve into something rare. A Voyant.” “Good memory, Luke,” Theo whispers. “A Voyant doesn’t just see connection. They don’t just feel emotions. They see emotions. They see connections beyond bonds. They see auras. The imprint of energy left behind. And sometimes…” she hesitates, her fingers tightening on the edge of the book. “They can communicate with souls that remain tethered to this world. Spirits that haven’t crossed over. Ones still waiting to be reborn.”

Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to Y ou for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab." 

Its wings were adorned with intricate patterns of black lines and dots, creating a stunning contrast against the yellow background. As the butterfly rested on Aurora's finger, she could see that its wings were thin and almost translucent, allowing the sunlight to filter through and create a soft, warm glow around the insect. The butterfly's body was small and slender, with black antenna protruding from its head, twitching slightly as it sensed its surroundings. The butterfly's wings were slightly tattered, suggesting that it had lived a full life and had flown great distances to reach her. Despite this, the butterfly looked healthy and content, its wings beating gently as it adjusted its pos

Beginning of Book 2: Journey for the Souls -Soul Eaters. That's what she had called them. They would suck out your soul and leave you a hollowed shell, doomed to walk the earth preying on the living. Hungering for another soul to fill the empty void you had become.

she added to the butterfly, which moved its wings as if it understood the deity's comment. "This is what I despise about my job! I am the one who is stressed out by other people's problems!" she sneers at the vulnerable insect. After a few minutes, she noticed how intimate the princess and the mortal were and couldn't help but stand straight. As a result, the lovely purple butterfly flies away. "I guess this is the appropriate time," she said, her eyes turning a deep purple. The ground shook as a result of her deeds. The princess and the mortal parted and attempted to stand still. The ground split in two at her gesture.

Tiana looked at Yael confusedly, what other souls and how will they enter someone’s body. Yael understood Tiana confusion, “ yes its possible for a powerful soul to enter another body, they can follow the person who came to look for soul or they can be in the shadow of the soul you are looking for, the phoenix power can make you see those shadow souls around the soul you want and just in case a soul accompany you to the land of the living the phoenix power around the body will eliminate any other soul around the bodies soul, that is why most people could not resurrect successfully except phoenix witches.”

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

-Because you are half of his soul, he would die for you, he would kill for you, you are the most special person in his life. She lowered her head and hid her face under her hair that was slipping out of her bun. -Surely he told you, but I repeat it. We are wolves but not like you. Our beasts are united to us in body and soul, what one feels is the feeling of the other. If his wolf loves you, Cristian loves you too. We are not human and although we have lived with them for years we still do not understand them- He took the woman's hand to get their attention- I do not say it as an alpha, I say it as a friend. Let him enter your barriers, things will be easier for you. Let him love you and be