Corrupted Soul Novels & Stories

“Not here.” The black crystal around her hand cracked. A fracture ran through the cage. The chains anchoring it to the crater twitched. Alessia snarled, low and furious, and dragged one last time. The node tore. Corruption poured into her in a rush and she forced it down, through the dual cores, through the trinity mark—not letting it twist, not letting it settle and then she burned it. All three threads flared at once. The corruption howled then died. The cage shattered like glass.

"Marcus's soul is shattered. He killed his own mate to save my life. And they're calling it fucking contamination." "What did Drake say exactly?" Elias asked, his voice carefully measured in that way that meant he was furious and choosing not to show it. I set the cold coffee down before I threw it at something. "Dominic is in a coma. That they've taken him back to Council medical. That Mercer and Hendricks are already calling this a pattern, that demon-blood presence destabilises packs, corrupts leadership, weakens the host community." I laughed, and even to my own ears it sounded wrong. Too sharp. Too brittle. "Drake tried to explain. Soul damage. Shattered mate bond. Grief manifesting as

I say to her when she shrieks at me and I chuckle at her as I turn and walk away, but stop when I see Gaia point at Bethany. “Oh, I thought you would have learnt your lesson last time. Human. Such a pity. Your soul and those who have followed you will feed my gate. The monsters are ravenous for your corrupted souls.” She chuckles as she turns, flicking her blonde ponytail behind her as she cat walks towards me and I shake my head at her. “Oh, I forgot. Bethany. Why don’t you tell your good friend Sephone what happened to Shanti? I bet she is dying to know the truth.” Her eyes flash a bright red and I turn to look at Sephone, who blinks and looks at Bethany.

Makeup long ruined, hair matted with spit and cum—she looked exactly like what she had become: a completely corrupted, greedy cumdump who had betrayed every boundary for this night of ultimate depravity. Yet her eyes still burned with that rotten, insatiable fire. Her greedy cunt clenched visibly around nothing, pushing her prolapsed womb-flesh out even further as if begging for more abuse. “Please…” she whispered hoarsely, voice cracking. “All of you. Aiden too. Destroy me completely. I want every single cock and fist wrecking my holes until I’m nothing but a leaking, bred-out wreck. Ruin your filthy slut forever.”

"I'm tired Muhammad, I'm tired. I just want to be another me, I want to be a better person, I want more than anything else in this world to be a normal girl who's happy with her husband and don't have trust issues or anger issues, who might or might not be crazy. Is that too hard? I just want to be like everyone else, I'm tired, I want to rest, I just want to rest and get away from my own mind. I am going crazy with worrying about nothing, I'm scared of losing myself, I'm scared I've lost myself. I don't know what to do, I'm lost and confused and I hate feeling this way. I'm scared I'm psychologically fucked and everything hurts but all I want to do is..." The rest of her words died on her l

By making love to each other ,not only their bodies but their souls become one. Dhruv never expected to get married and fall in love .He thought that he wasn't lucky and his tainted soul didn't deserve love . After Dhruti entered his life everything got changed. She loved him for the person he was...she understood his worth and he was a diamond. The way he accepted her childishness, her non stop blabbering and her short tempered nature ,She can't help but thank God enough for making him her life partner. It was the story of those untainted souls who suffered---- Dhruv ,Shrestha and Dharam.

I looked at him with a hostile expression on my face and questioned him. "He was about to assault you from behind, and in addition to that, he is a doomed soul; we do not need him, and retaining someone like that can damage our defences... I'm sorry, but I have to get this done since I'm the boss! Morpheus explained everything to them as he and the other guys began clearing out the area and cleaning up everything that they had found. ***************************************

my mom offered with a weak smile. The resemblance between her and Ashley was uncanny. One might think she was Ashley’s twin instead of me. My dad helped me up and carried me to the room as my mom walked behind him. But the terrifying image of Anthony Gordon emerging from flames kept replaying in my mind. It made me wonder what really happened on the blood moon. The Chesterfields connected us with tubes, and Yarikh’s box was in between. So I wondered what was transferred from me to him when I blacked out. But whatever it was, I hoped I would never see him again.

Kate tried to apologize. “Look Kate, it’s me Lara. I am in this jerk’s body” Kate finally said “It’s good you come clean. What did you do? Is this a revenge for what happened last time?” “Have you too met?” Kate asked, totally confused. “Look Kate, my name is Liam, Liam Browne, the heir of the Browne family. And I don’t know how the hell I am in this woman’s body. After an assassin tried to kill me, the next thing I know was I opened my eyes in your body” Liam stated, his feminine voice calmer than earlier.

No matter how angry I am with him now, I can never deny this attraction and desire I feel at just the very sight of him. How I wish he hadn't chosen this field, this deadly occupation. He is still a few steps away from me, yet I feel cornered. "I don't want this. You have no right to me!" His hands hold mine firmly over my head, soft lips grazing my cheek, making me breathless, and it leaves me bothered. He is dangerous. Corrupted. I don't feel safe around him, but I weirdly feel at home. Lord, what's wrong with me?