Elizabeth Thompson Soul Eater Novels & Stories

The creature collapsed into a middle-aged man in a shredded suit, who immediately began to vomit. "You're killing the shift," Zack realized. His heart slammed against his ribs. "If they shift now... the Mother can harvest them. Leo said the shift was the only protection!" "Leo was wrong," Malakai said. He stepped closer. "The wolf is just the seasoning. She wants the soul. And I’m going to starve her." High above, Elodie stood on the balcony of the Citadel. She wasn't a wolf. She was a woman again. But she was bleeding. The silver runes on her skin were peeling off like wet labels, falling into the dust.

It was her life. Celia couldn't talk. She fell down instantly and died. Everyone was relieved but yet very surprised. Tessa's wounds and redness, which was gained by the rough choking and sharp fingers, closed up and healed immediately. She cracked her neck, raised the zombie heart to her face, and ate it at once. She chewed it like her life depended on it. She swallowed it and it really showed through her throat as it went down by making a lump right there on it before it slid down to her stomach.

He was now an Angel of the Damned and he was coming for souls. They say the eyes are the window to the soul. Daniel took that to heart. Looking into the eyes of his victims until their soul was charred past repair. He would leave them living, well kind of. After meeting him they were changed, lost, and without hope. Daniel didn’t care. Once their soul was damaged it belonged to Lucifer and that meant that Elizabeth was safe for the time being.

She sighed, although the fear of returning into such a sinister nightmare alarmed her but she could not control her dropping lids…. Knock! Knock! "What? Huh!" The sudden banging against her door, jolted her back awake. She panicked once more before calming herself. She looked towards the door, getting up from her bed and stalking towards it. Elizabeth acted smart and leaned her ear against the door. "Who is it?" She asked loud enough for whoever was behind the door to hear. "Madam, I am Calista, I have a message from Mr. Thompson for you." Elizabeth did not know who this Calista was, but she knew well Mr. Thompson. This was the lowlife pervert bar owner who also owned the room she rested in.

We must find her a soul from the cemetery of her ancestors. Rosemary is a soul eater, once she's fed on one soul. She will need a new one in a year or two. Who's to say she won't come searching for Lucia in a year's time with another request. On and on this could go, an endless cycle on repeat. I am not convinced a soul eater, like Rosemary, can ever truly be put to rest. Her body is in the ground, but her spirit fills the earth with nightmares, tormenting the dreams of men.

“The disturbance registered from the same quadrant where she was last held.” The air grew heavy — a palpable tension pressing against every word. Veyra turned from the railing, her cloak whispering against the floor. “You’re suggesting that a human just breached the boundary between mortal and immortal realms?” Myr bowed his head slightly. “Not merely human, Councilor. She carries the binding mark. That makes her Soulbound.” A low murmur rippled through the Council — disbelief mingled with a fear none of them wanted to name. “The Soulbound line was erased ages ago,” Soreth said, his tone dangerously quiet. “The last bearer was purged at the dawn of the Reaper Wars.”

I was feeling the pain of the sprinkles of holy water being thrown at me, it's like glass cutting through my flesh. I was wailing with pain as every words written in that stupid bible cuts my insides, I can feel my bile rising up my stomach as I vomit brownish green fluids out. I can feel myself weakening. It's as if my soul is being cast out of Cassidy's body.

'She' said. "One by one, you followed everything up as it should be. Even your long time enemy who you had changed into a beast to wonder the face of the earth thought that he was going to have his revenge. Little did he know that we were only using him. And now he is dead and gone." 'She' said. "As beasts do not have souls." I said, completing her words. "And how about that herbal woman? I just laughed at her naive behavior. She hadn't even suspected a thing." 'She' said and laughed out loudly.

Her Soul. So, let's see how these girls go through the ups and downs of their life. How will the circumstances lead to their future? What will be the destiny of their set by the universe? And will their souls be able to be together? Or something else is waiting for them.......... Prologue __________________________________________ You are my SOUL __________________________________________ Love, You are my light of hope and rays of blessing. Baby, You are my morning glory and evening bliss. There is no word enough existed to express my feelings,