Ethereal Souls Novels & Stories

Eternal. The word eternal can be defined as an everlasting or universal spirit representing the Moon Goddess lasting or existing forever. Let that sink in. I wasn't always an Eternal Wolf. Before I was ever an Eternal Wolf, I was the Alpha Queen. Becoming the Alpha Queen wasn't easy by any stretch of the word, but being the Alpha Queen shaped me into the she-wolf I have become. I didn't know it then, but I was destined for greatness. The Moon Goddess made sure of that. Saving my people, and really the earth realm from absolute destruction wasn't something I was thinking about when I was a young wolf. Little did I know.

“Very correct. We're going to the Ethereal Hall today for our combat lessons. “For those of you unfamiliar with the phrase, an Ethereal Hall is a virtual world created by the Arerat Planet, and could be used everywhere and anywhere. It's charged into existence by the mind, and is a world where even death can take place but without causing any significant harm to you. It's the most fitting for establishing a firm foundation in your combat trainings!” One of the girls, Ruby, quickly asked, “What's a virtual world?”

The 2 crescents on either side of a full moon meant something. “The symbol belongs to the Dianic Wicca Witch. I researched it after seeing Emma in possession with it, and it reveals the darkness she has been hiding.” Lucas and Jannett looked at me confused as I revealed the reason behind Emma’s behaviour. I could not reveal the whole truth in the hospital, I requested the doctor to discharge me. Lucas helped me out of the room while Jannett signed the discharge forms. Jannett took us to her apartment as it was the nearest.

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

Selene’s violet glow illuminated the plaza, her spectral form serene, her wisdom a steady guide. Lucas leaned against a stone pillar, his grin wide, his trust an unshakable anchor. Bryan’s glow pulsed brightly, his hope a vibrant thread weaving through the air, binding the village. The weavers’ threads, Sereth, Verath, Vorath, Sylvara, Caleth, Elyra, Aethra, Null, Auris, Veridias, Omnis, Nihil, Eternis, Liora, Verith, Vynia, hummed in the nexus, their voices a soft song: “You are our eternity.” Her mother’s spark within her glowed, its final whisper: “You’ve woven forever, Jessica.” The nexus star’s light pulsed, a call to rest, their mission complete, their love the heart of all creation.

"Evet." When he lowered his head and entered his room, he came across a picture of his parents. With a wry smile and heavy steps, he went to the nightstand and took the picture in his hand. While the word "I'm sorry" was falling from his mouth with broken sobs, he embraced the picture among his rising cries... Death was right, but the person who caused it would suffer from remorse until he died... ***

Feeling that familiar iciness in the air surrounding them, the hairs on her body stood instantly. "Let's start with the basics, what is your name?" "Nicholas." What an ordinary name. So ghosts do have one. "You said something about being half dead and second chances, what does that mean?" "Recovering my memories gives me access to my body and its location." Oh, so he doesn't know where his body is. Poor ghost. "But, why me?" "I told you. Soulmate." All strength left her. Conversations with this ghost led nowhere.

And years from now, I would come to relive the worst of my nightmares, those memories embedded deep in my soul, with no hope of release. My eternal prison.

Now, I'm almost there, I can clearly see, what this really is. From the ground grew out some huge wings or something. No, wait, it's not wings, they're petals. Huge petals, like they're in full bloom, and where the stamens and pistil should be there is a high tower-like building. It's grown of bugles and spindles. Weird... absolutely and freakily weird... if it's the afterlife, then someone fucked up the design. I'm hearing that laugh again, and now, it really is pissing me off.

Kael stood in the royal war library, the scent of old parchment and dust filling the air around him. He had been searching for answers for hours, trying to piece together the strange sensations that had been haunting him since the Soul-Oath had been forged. His body still ached from the shared pain of the ritual, but it was the inexplicable sense of familiarity, of déjà vu, that troubled him the most.