Novel & Cerita Divine Soul Sorcerer

— Don’t hate me little one, what we did was necessary. — It was necessary ... - I repeat sarcastically. - You had to convince the fat, blind girl of how much you wanted her, right? You had to fuck me all the time, right? I bit my lip to keep from crying. There was something else, there is always something else. — You'll justify yourself by saying that there was no other way to contact Yoleandra but, don't you know what a fucking tabla de Ouija is?! - I shout. — It doesn't work like that, precious. It had to be through you, you were the only one whom the spirit of the Sorceress could possess. You are her heiress, her reincarnation, you know that.

He mustn't let his mind fall into disorder! "Soul-as-blade!" With a loud shout, an a-hundred-feet-long black demonic sword suddenly appeared in the sky. Dark clouds gathered and lightning thundered. It was none other than the third transformation of the Mystic Diabolic Enchantment, the Soul-as-blade. It was a fatal attack that used true souls as a sacrifice.

“Sacrifice me if he loses. My name is Molly Lancaster, and I'm a descendant of one of the werewolves that attacked the monks to steal the spirit sword. I'm a werewolf illusionist, the last of my kind. Sacrifice me instead of them.” Kelvin shot me a disapproving look but said nothing. Our goal was to save Abby and her sister. “We accept your proposal, Kelvin and Lancaster. You should have a nice rest, and prepare to die,” the eldest one said and signaled his men to take us away. Three men dragged someone into the chapel as Kelvin got up from his knees. It was Henry Luther. What the hell was he doing here? “Henry Luther, why are you here?” one elder asked as he got up from his seat.

He was a perfect candidate for me to build a family with. Even if I set those qualities aside, the fact that he couldn't defeat me in a fight and would listen to me in the future was an undeniable perk. Again, I was no fool. There was no way I would divorce such a perfect spouse like him. Of course, Oliver was also aware that it was impossible to divorce me. Thus, he glared at me fiercely and muttered in a voice he thought was inaudible to me, "Just you wait, Melinda. Once you're pregnant, and your belly is protruding, I will beat the shit out of you!"

Carlos was immediately stupefied by Pope Winter's words. "You obviously knew about Sora, right? He was an ancient demonic beast who ate every being's soul and life force that committed great offenses against Heaven's Will. Frankly, he was someone that was on the side of the Sovereign. As someone who was on his side and dealt against the offenders of Heaven's Will, how could he be sealed up here, of all places, and not in the Divine World, the Spirit World, or the Underworld? And why would he be sealed in the first place?" Carlos pursed his lips. He understood what Pope Winter was trying to say.

Cristian thought that he would go crazy when he saw the inert body of his partner on the floor covered in blood. His body vibrated so painfully that the wolf stepped outside. Tearing at his clothes on the way he ran in the direction of the man who had hurt his wife, his soul mate, his half, the person he had waited so long for. The anger, the pain, the hatred; A mixture of overwhelmed feelings clouded all sanity, leading him into the abyss of revenge.

Maverick’s jaw tightens beside me. “The Moon Goddess only grants the bond under specific conditions,” the Elder says. “Two wolves must lose their fated mates through tragedy. Their souls must remain broken long enough for the bond to awaken.” Jax becomes restless instantly. “Broken souls,” he mutters darkly. “But the bond comes with a price,” Elder Miriam whispers. “Every time it has appeared throughout history… disaster followed.” My heartbeat speeds up painfully. “What kind of disaster?” Maverick asks quietly. The Elder’s expression darkens.

As I reached the middle of the book, my motion halted. “The Soul?” I read the title at the top of the paper. “The soul is a spell which is mostly used to trap Lycan’s soul deep inside so they would lose their power. But, in rare cases of mixed-born, the spell can be used to trap both souls. Separated the two souls and made their power extremely weak. If the spell is performed on one who had been cursed before, it would crack the spell and free the soul.” My jaw dropped. “There is such a strong spell! Wow.”

His body filled out, adding even more definition and muscle mass than he had before. “We proudly present Dante, the God of Soul Purification!” Slyersa announced. That was also a perfect title for him. Selene had chosen him to have the gift of soul manipulation, and she had certainly chosen wisely because we never abused it but did use it to protect and cleanse. Then it was my turn. My heart thumped in my chest because this would literally change everything, but it would be a beautiful new beginning as well. The concoction tasted like the most succulent thing in existence besides my succulent mate. Power rushed through me. It felt absolutely incredible, making me feel invincible.

"Hahaha! I will now devour your soul and claim your body, you foolish child! Finally, I can escape this place and return to my people in the eastern seas… You inferior, despicable apes! Especially that heinous high guru, Quelea Ysark! Just you wait!!!" The black dragon laughed viciously then. Suddenly, he roared within Caleb's soul, his rage quaking and almost breaking him. His soul form was clutching his head and rolling all over the floor, writhing in agony while screaming in disbelief, "Argh!!! No, you promised to bestow me your legacy! Why would you devour my soul!" The black dragon looked down and Caleb looked like he was a maggot, his titanic form and draconic might that seemed to ecl