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cute. When I arrived at her place, people were already starting to arrive. Colorful lights were flashing everywhere and loud party music was blasting. She told me she wanted to do a “Euphoria” inspired party. “Happy birthday, my soulmate!” I screamed when I saw her, she ran towards me and I gave her a tight hug! “Ugh, I love you my main bitch.” She said and lightly smacked my butt. I handed her the paper bag I was holding containing my gift for her. “What’s this? Thank you so much!”

He went instantly silent. ​Malakai’s voice erupted, a booming, demonic roar that physically shook the dust from the surrounding trees. "The nerve of such roaches... to enter MY territory to harm MY MATE!" ​His golden eyes burned right past the trembling archer in his grip, locking squarely onto Soulus Vodell. ​Soulus sat frozen atop his warhorse, his face drained of all color. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing in a desperate, frantic motion as his arrogant composure crumbled into ash.

Map Of The Soul . Written by Authoress Kamara . Chapter 5: His Fear . Kai’s head rested in his hand, propping it up by his chin as he struggled to stay attentive during the lecture. The professor, a short, old man with a talent for sounding incredibly boring, was talking on about something-Kai barely took in a word of what he was saying. His eyelids felt leaden, threatening to close and swallow him in a much needed sleep. The issues with his soulmate has been plaguing him for weeks now and it was infuriating; he was kept awake at night thinking about it focusing on the now constant presence in the back of his mind.

I needed her soul out so I could reconnect with it. The Goddess walked up to Mazaya and twitched alittle. She couldn't beat the loyalty I forced into her and I knew thats what she wanted to do. Kye was easy to manipulate and his fight wasn't there because he was a new magical courts God. Everyone else had fight within them.

she leaned heavily on her cane, looking up at him. “They did,” Daemonikai eyes softened as he stared at the garden entrance. “Soulbonds, rare as they are, are instantly recognizable to our kind. We can always tell because of the connection we feel. How come I never noticed with her?” “Because you were blinded by grief and suffocating from misery. How could your soul reach out to recognize what is yours when it was bleeding?” She paused, her gaze shifting to the garden entrance. “Just like Vladya, whose soul is… gone completely.”

"Hiding won't help. You need to start putting a stop to that overactive brain of yours or you might burn yourself out." "And who are you to give me advice like this?" I asked. He didn't answer. Instead, little Keanu giggled beside me. "The soul lady told that to him a year ago as well. But big brother still doesn't listen. Do you, Kai?" "You aren't just supposed to tell everyone about that, Nu!" Malakai moaned. Rolled his eyes again but didn't bite back. "Who is the soul lady?" "The lady that fixes souls. The one mommy, daddy, and Kai visits every week. I always wanted to go but they-"

Maxwell asked angrily, but Barak still did not respond. Kiran found it strange. Even if it were his soul, that was not supposed to happen. Usually, a soul would be nervous and very scared. He tapped Barak’s soul to wake him up, but his soul vanished. “Is someone controlling his soul?” Maxwell asked Kiran. Kiran’s expression began to change. Someone was indeed controlling Barak’s soul. “Mawi truly has many experts!” Kiran sneered and swept his hand over the corpses in front of him, causing continuous crackling explosions. Then, all of them crumbled into dust.

"Mr. Greenwood, I do." Arnold's eyes were wet as he gripped my hand tight, as if he were holding the whole world. He slid the ring onto my finger, then bent down and kissed me—soft, slow, full of love. Behind us, Bailey's cries tore through the air. But none of that had anything to do with me anymore. I changed my course and ran toward my love and my new future. The sun was warm, the sea breeze gentle. And I knew that this time, I married my soul mate.

I’ve only felt this way once—when I first fell for Michael. But not anymore, that love faded. And this? This feels like something else. Something new. The air was quickly filled with Waltz performance "Faults" by Marika Hackman. We moved slowly, enjoying every step. He didn't get his eyes off me, and that made me even want to rest my head on his chest. But no! I dare not. This is the almighty Stefan Andres and I don't want to be the talk of town.

Soren has been patient and helped me, he's doing his best to see me better. "I don't want this to happen to me," I said determinedly. Ishtar seems satisfied and then stands in the middle of the room and I see Victor sitting with a tablet in his hands. He's never not working. "Magic works in a relatively simple way, all beings are born with a soul, this soul is something very complex and difficult to understand, but all souls carry "mana", which is where we can manipulate the magic that exists in the world." Ishtar then moved her hand and I saw her fingertips glow.