Cosmic Souls Novels & Stories

****okay so last chapter Devon got a little frisky with Jennifer. This chapter is all about her and how her feelings for Jennifer developed. This chapter gives a whole new outlook to Soulmates but that is all I'm saying. You have to read in order to find out... Hehehehe enjoy**** Devon POV junior year of high school...

"Only by mere fortune actually. I would have been dead if it wasn't for a few luck on my side." "That is what the dragon stone provides. Protection. The blessings of the lost souls." "Ha! The bloody lost souls, remained lost each time I needed them." A chuckle escaped from the mouth of the horse, or maybe it just happened in my head, since it would have been too weird to see a horse chuckled. But then again, anything and almost everything was possible under the darkness. "They are the lost souls from various places. The underworld, the lost island, heven." "I'm sorry did you just say heven?" I quickly asked before another word could uttered.

Everything was going well until something unexpected happened. A skyforge placed in a world ravaged by war and death tried to do collect more energy to revitalize the planet, but it couldn't give anything in return, so it gave away the next best thing: souls. The souls began to infect the forges of countless planets and began to twist them. Before anyone could react, those worlds started to wither and die. When every living organism was gone, the skyforge transferred the souls to the next one like a virus. When it reached our version, countless souls poured into the crust of the planet, but they didn't destroy the world. Instead, a marvelous sight occurred.

A black string laced into braids and will be connected to a rectangular shaped varnished coconut shell with a width of an inch and half and length of a fourth of an inch. The words carved should be 'lost souls' with a rose at the left side of the other bracelet and right on the other one. He wants two, and that's for her and him. He wanted it tied in a adjustable knots. After finalizing everything, he gave his drawing with the details to the vendor.The guy stared at his drawing. Then after few minutes he put his drawing down. "This design is really plain but very deep. Alright, tomorrow come back here with her. It should be all done tomorrow and you could show her the place," the vendor said

“I mean, because of my brother, the afterlife was in chaos? And, why? Syne didn’t collect his soul? Wait, he didn’t even die. What’s to collect? How did he ruin the afterlife?” “Your brother was once a human. You were once a human when your parents sealed your blood and gave you to the human world. Syne gave her blood to your human brother instead of letting him die for me to pass his sentence,” he explained. "Your soul's brother ruined the afterlife, so until that soul passes here…" he pointed out to the people in line. They looked so tired, like they’ve been waiting for a thousand years. They cannot hear us and cannot even see us. They stood there wondering though they never left their pla

Summer shook her head, "You are nowhere near an adult, and when you do become one I would hope that you would follow a different path than this." Summer couldn't help the sudden squeeze she felt on her heart as she took Melissa in. With her bright caramel eyes and curly red hair she looked just like a doll. If anything Summer prayed that when she did become an adult all this would be over and that the child could live a peaceful life free of conspiracy, drug, violence, and fighting. "If you're still doing this then I am too!" Melissa responded defiantley. "If I don't then you need to stop it too."

Nate abruptly stopped reading, massaging his temples thinking that he was too mature to believe in such ridiculous tales; nevertheless he continued, hoping to find answers that could help shed some light on things he himself could not explain clearly. “It was said that all souls were set free to roam the earth on this holy night of the dead, returning to their eternal resting place at the crack of dawn, but a soul with a vengeance, a link or a chain bounding them to the land of the living may never find its way back into the gates of the afterlife…. Now what the hell does that mean? Are they saying a bunch of dead people usually wakes up on Peter Pak but if they have unfinished business they

They all looked at me once again, a few of them were still glaring but most of them seemed to be more open to the conversation now and that gave me hope. "Okay, for the sake of everything else I have to reveal, I would appreciate you all to stay quiet. I know what I have to say is hard to accept much less understand but I assure you it's all true," I requested quietly. When no one spoke up I continued. "Now, these things are called soul-eaters and they are literally after our souls. They are collecting them for a daemon which, yes is like a demon but different. Apparently, it has nothing to do with the ultimate being of evil. They are more like a being in possession of dark Magic and this Ma

“This is why I’ve been trying to explain the significance of the sacred wolf. This isn't just about your 21st birthday, Luna Serenity. This is about an ancient lineage, a power that’s been dormant in you, waiting for the right moment to awaken.” Headmistress Toya nodded, her gaze steady and unflinching. "The Graeae Sisters didn't pick you by accident. Serenity, you're a vessel—a bridge. Your real birthday is tied to the prophecy, a day chosen for reasons beyond our understanding. The upcoming full moon will trigger something in you, something the Triple Moon Goddess set in motion centuries ago. And now, it’s up to you to fulfill this destiny."

Being the soul in the first seat close to the door, I’m pushed by the same force outside, and my feet land in the air. There are no grounds in the dark space, but for some reason, my feet are firmly planted on a surface. In a short time, the remaining one hundred and twelve souls are pushed out. When we’re complete and standing, a voice – different from on the bus – greets us. “Welcome, Souls, to the survival games.”