Novel & Cerita Eternal Soul

I looked at him, “but he cannot take me from you, physically I mean, so as long as I stay alive, he will have no claim.” His eye fell to the floor, “I’ll do my best to not allow that to happen, but yes, you will still be with me, but your soul, your very essence will belong to him from that day and through eternity.” I felt a chill run up my spine and a cold shiver quaked my body at the thought of Abaddon taking claim of my very soul from the day the war ends through eternity, so I just need to have faith that whoever he chose will only make the right choices. His hands took mine and he pulled me out of my chair, “hey,” his arms wrapped around my waist, “don’t think about that right now, it

To something much, much bigger. Ethereal took a step back, fading slightly, her form beginning to dissolve into smoke and starlight. “You must wake now,” she said. “They will need you. The smoke will fade soon, and with it, my reach.” “Wait!” I called, heart racing. “Will I see you again?” She smiled—not kindly, not cruelly. Just… eternally. “Only when you are ready to remember everything.” And then The temple collapsed into light. Everything turned white once more.

he answers quietly. “But we operate the same way.” “No, we really don’t. We don’t feel… pain when our mates sleep with others. Our connection is one of the soul, not one of the flesh. We only feel the kind of pain you talk about when the soul bond is betrayed, and that almost never happens.” “Almost never?” “Yes. Almost never. You don’t understand the concept of eternity until you’re forced to fuck only one person for the rest of your life.” “Goddess, that’s fucked up,” I mutter.

Her cut and bruised hand tightened on the pen again and ploughed into the paper Dearest mortal you have become blind…blind to the fight that is constant around us, that creeps in the night while you sleep, that watches your every move…just so that when you trip and fall…your soul is on the line…easy for the taking. Don’t fall for his tricks… he fights over your soul dear human that Devil seeks to lure people away from God, his doing a mighty fine job. And you’re letting it happen. Have you ever wondered how some mere humans are so poor and unheard of, then extremely rich in a matter of seconds? This person has obviously offered his or her soul in exchange for diabolical favours. Of cours

Survival, I am learning, is sometimes just choosing not to open certain wounds. The air shifts. Reality tightens like a held breath. Eternal stands in the center of the hall. She does not arrive. She is simply there. Seventeen forever. Silver-and-black hair caught between states. Eyes mismatched and endless. “I have information,” she says. Her voice is layered—Tempest beneath something older. “The pain shared it while I held it suspended.” Every hammer in the hall stills. “Emptiness is not destroying what it consumes,” Eternal continues. “It is storing it. Compressing matter, memory, and concept into a pocket dimension outside conventional reality.”

Death is countered by the birth of a new life, but the souls that enter the world are never the same as the ones that left it. Nature does not replace what was lost; it only fills the vacuum with something new. But souls are not gone forever. Perhaps after a thousand years of hovering in the darkness through centuries like ashes scattered to the wind, it may find its way back. Time is endless, and eternity is not in a hurry. When such a soul is born again, destiny begins to repeat itself. The same rage that may consume the body or love that causes them to make stupid decisions. Sometimes, you could blame tragedy for creating a ferocious psychopath but sometimes, it’s just who they are.

"All you had to do was play your part. Be the perfect little doll you were raised to be. But no, you just had to stir the waters, didn't you? You seem to always forget that you are just a toy that can be broken and replaced at anytime. And now look where it's gotten you." Adele remained silent, her body coiled tightly as she tried to make herself smaller, less visible. "You're nothing more than a replaceable pawn," Elena sneered, her voice dripping with venom. "A grain of sand that can be swept away without a second thought. You should remember that." When Adele still didn't respond, Elena crouched down in front of her, her sharp nails digging into Adele's chin as she forced her head up. The

His face contorted into one of discomfort. "Small world." David murmured. Small world, too small for Asher's liking. He had found the girl he missed for so long, but it seemed like she was still miles away from him and forever out of his reach. At that moment all he could think was, fate was truly a cruel and heartless bitch.

I can’t help but let out a laugh. “Oh, such welcoming words. I am a man of my word Athena. You should know that more than anyone else. Imelda is my mate. Though I do not have the same connections as a Werewolf or Fae I am of demon blood, I may not have a soul, but I can choose who I am to be paired with for the rest of eternity. I will treat her with kindness. I will give her whatever she desires.” I smile at her, turning my gaze to Erik. His knuckles are white as he holds onto the arms of his throne. I know him. He is caught in a difficult position.

“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.”