Empty Soul Novels & Stories

Everything disappeared from my sight, leaving only blinding white light, which scorched my eyes. ‘’You are being punished for playing with the power which should never be in human hands. Your hun* souls will be cursed, and you won’t be able to find peace. You will be cursed to repeat your miserable life while the other parts of your soul die in great misfortune unable to find happiness both in life and death.’’ The dread coming from these words was enough to make me forget the horrible pain. This sounded so familiar but, at the same time, so strange. I didn’t have time to think, though. The pain slowly disappeared together with the lighting, and somebody’s voice was floating in my mind.

I whispered, the name tasting like cold ash. From the black-emerald light of the Ziggurat, a new figure stepped out—not a god, and not a machine, but a Revenant of the Foundry, his skin still charred by my sunset-gold fire, his eyes glowing with the hollow, blue light of a Man who has already been through Hell. "Welcome back to the Foundry of the Soul, Darlene," Silas growled, his voice a perfect mirror of my own nightmares. "It’s time to find out if the 'Queen' can survive the Ghosts she thought she had Buried."

I felt something restraining me, and there was something stuffed in my mouth. Voices drifted in from outside. "Just dump her here. No one usually comes around." "She's such bad luck. I can't believe she gave out already! I was expecting her to hold out at least a little while longer. What a waste of my prototype. And all the medication too! Ugh. Let's just go, Miles." My eyes stung with tears when I heard their conversation, but I couldn't even cry. What had Miles said before? Didn't he say that I wouldn't die? That he'd take care of me for the rest of my life? And this was how things turned out? How ridiculous!

“I think you’ve judged the situation wrong, Alpha. I am in no way a whipped puppy at her command. You can do as you wish with her. However, it seems I have a smaller, extra hearthstone that was broken off from the original. I believe it would serve your purpose, however, along with the girl, I want something else.” Ruax questioningly raised his eyebrow. “There was a breach in the realm yesterday. Someone had crossed the portal and entered here. I don’t trust them or their power. They cannot be allowed to live, not after being the only beings to cross the portal in well over a century. I believe they are in your possession? If you eliminate them, we have a deal.” “How many souls can this brok

she nodded gently, her face so intently focused on him now, as he sighed again, struggling to answer her without saying too much. Lukas stepped forward, pulling up one of the chairs from the small dining table, and sitting facing her. "Very few know about us," he said softly, "but the ones that do, they call us 'Shadowsouled'." Jason could feel her apprehension growing, as she likely sensed his nervousness, her eyes drifting between the two of them now.

Something separate from the hunger and the greed of the Flame. Perhaps this was simply Brandon’s soul. A wretched thing that he tried to hide deep down, but in that moment, after all of the secrets, and after Ezekiels burning caress, and his beautiful kindness; Brandon’s soul laid bare. This gaping ugly wound of despair and power and confusion. And emptiness. He felt hollow....so hollow...and alone. Hungering for....life. But this last part Brandon knew was simply his body and the flame reacting to their earlier release. An empty ache, reminiscent of a hollow gut returned like never before,

"Before what?" "I'm scared of myself! ...that I wake up and everything is still the same as it is now! It hurts so much... Why does it hurt so much? ....nothing but emptiness and the worst pain... how can a person you love... leave something like that behind!.... i just don't want to wake up and feel like this again!!! ....I can't TJ anymore!" "Shhhhh, stop talking like that! I'll stay here with you until you sleep again! I drive away all the demons and spirits he left behind and you are just safe with me…. OK?"

'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.

Donna added one more thing, her tone grave, "All of S-tier Malevolent Phantoms build our defenses entirely with soul energy. You've clashed with Specter twice now—you should know this already. "So, if your wife ever charged straight at one of us, those terrifying, nearly impenetrable defenses we rely on would shatter like cheap glass in front of her. Hollow Soul breaks right through."

Sia was sobbing, and Xavier and Kai tried calming her down. "What did you find, Xavier?" Sia asked after she calmed down. "I found that Uncle Reo wrote the Mystery of Death Valley Soul," Xavier said, and Veronica's eyes widened in surprise as if she knew something. "He mentioned that when souls are trapped in Death Valley, it means they are not dead completely, as their soul has the power to come back to life in their original body." "That's strange," I muttered. Everyone looked at me. "How can the soul come back to its original body? The original body can decay, right?"