Elizabeth Thompson Soul Eater Novels & Stories

"Don't worry. You look different from what they saw from you yesterday. No one would even know that it was you. Unless it's Dionysus. I think he might recognize you even with his eyes closed." "What do you mean?" "That's how soulmates are connected, Zoey." "We are not soulmates. He's evil." "And, the connection?" "I'm a lesser evil." Zamantha laughed like she had never done it before. Zoey had to roll her eyes sarcastically before showing a 'fuck you' sign on her middle finger towards Zamantha. "Shut it up or I'll leave." ~~~~ "Why? What's the problem? You told me to buy that. Beef and broccoli from your favorite restaurant, right?" Sebastian asked when he saw Dionysus frowned after seeing t

she says as she moves away from us. I see tears fill Elizabeth eyes, when Thomas pops out, “Elizabeth we could use your help,” Thomas says. “How?” Elizabeth asks following Thomas into the room. I follow as well not willing to let Elizabeth out of my site. “She has been poisoned with silver. If we do not get it out now, her wolf will die before it has had a chance to live,” he says.

Like my mother told me to. My stomach rumbles loudly. Thank the Moon Goddess that my mate wasn't here when that happened. I would've gone red as a tomato. I grab the bell and ring it. Almost 2 seconds later a guy comes in that looks almost identical to Xander. He gives a friendly smile. He's definitely the happier brother of the two. "Hey, Elizabeth. I'm Solomon, Alpha's brother, but you can call me Soul." "Hi, ummm I'm kinda hungry?" I say hesitantly. I've always been the one to ask what people want to eat. It feels foreign to me to be at the receiving end of that question. Instead of rolling his eyes, Soul gives me a bright smile.

"Did you want to do this Westley? .. No your going to keep being the coward awesome NOW SHUT UP! Im sorry I didn’t realize how sheltered a life you have led, and your absolutely right I didn’t get to know you at all. But lets not get things twisted he’s not so innocent, do you want to know what his powers do?” She looks at me like a deer caught in head lights and just nods, “All the elders and witches my parents have consulted have had one word for it. He is known as a Stealer not of things but mates, and the reason why it’s called that is because he can make anyone feel the mate bond with him. Have you ever heard humming while you’re with him, but magically he vanishes before you know where

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."

It is the marking of the Mizune sisters also known as the soul eaters. “She is going to steal her soul.” My eyes are wide and I step back slightly. She will kill my little bird. How could she do that with Cerberus anything she touches turns to ash and with her soul within her she can’t. “What about Cerberus? Everything she touches turns to ash so if your sister succeeds and pulls her soul Cerberus will turn her to ash.” She looks at Samson looking completely lost then looks back to me quickly.

she shouted, “But since she’s already gone, I’ll be the one who’s going to kill you first and make you vanish in this world! I never wanted to see you ever again! You just kept on stealing what’s mine!” “What are you saying? Have you lost your mind? This world, including its people, including you, belongs to me,” the Soulwaker countered, “you’ve completely gone nuts now that you’re fighting against me. And since when did you lure The8’s thinking? I wonder what did you even do to him?” she asked upon sighting The8 who was standing meters away from them, but he wasn’t moving. It was like he was just a design, a lifeless design who seemed to have completely lost its mechanism. “I just told him

She couldn’t feel the bottom of her feet anymore. “Humph! Be buried without a grave,” said Agatha, with her steady blue eyes. “Shit! She’s got me. I have fallen into her trap.” “I will make sure that all the souls you cheated in life comes back and visit you one last time before you meet Satan himself.” “NO! NO! NOOOOO!” “They will digged out your soul from where you leeched in the ground.” Then from behind Agatha, a group of shadows emerges. Restless souls were popping up from the ground. The victim’s souls were crawling and limping towards Elva. Faceless women with their skin missing were licking their fingers as they were itching for Elva.

"It’s not... it’s not just a transfer, Ryder. You don't understand what he’s become. Thorne isn't just an Alpha anymore. He’s been practicing the Old Hunger. He’s an 'Eater of Souls'." The air in the pantry suddenly felt like it had been sucked out by a vacuum. The term hit me like a physical blow, a cold shiver racing down my spine that had nothing to do with the Spire’s draft. An Eater of Souls. The legends the elders whispered about when the moon was dark. The Alphas who stopped being wolves and became parasites. If Thorne has crossed that line, this isn't a wedding. It’s a slaughterhouse. And Jessica is the only thing on the menu.