Novel & Cerita Ethereal Souls

She was so shaken up that she felt rather nauseous. “This is your alter-self,” Emerald began to lie, “this is your inner being that is revealing herself to you. She symbolizes your purity and free spirit. She is the light within you and the soul which inhabits you. She has revealed herself to you as a sign of light and love. You need to embrace her and know that she belongs to you, deep within your soul.”

Holding firm to her belief that as long as she did not feel awkward, it would not directly affect her, Camellia quickly averted her gaze and focused on the burial artifacts before her. The most striking piece was a tall greenish-white porcelain soul jar that was over three feet tall. Its top featured a crane, the neck encircled by a coiled cloud dragon, with twelve figurines standing below the dragon. Camellia's eyes lit up with excitement, convinced that this trip was more than worth it.

"Is anybody there?" "Hello?" He could hear the melody sound of rain on the windows that was showing rain is still in its wholeness. Despite of wearing overcoat he was feeling like a cold was running in his blood vessels. He turned towards the counter and started tapping his fingers on the counter table. "hello.. Anyone?" Meanwhile a young beautiful lady appears from behind the counter table. Rakesh went still on seeing her beauty, he was numb like he was cast by a spell. He was feeling like any magician spelled a magic to bring this fairy on earth that appeared all of sudden here out of nowhere.

Only if I had known my soul would have been sold for nothing, I would have ended it. The room hadn't changed a bit all these years. Same dark walls that made the room intimidating and the absolute perfection in the way it was organized just as its owner, hiding all that evil just barely underneath the surface, simmering and waiting for the perfect time to strike its prey. I repressed a shudder and took a seat waiting for him to notice my presence in the room. He was writing in a journal on the desk, I had always wondered what he wrote in there, the number of people he killed, or the latest mission he accomplished?

small horns appeared near the soul river. There was a crack near them which indicated that they came from somewhere outside of this universe. "They will catch up to us soon. What do we do, honey? Our daughter is also..." "We will do as we planned. You've put Tema in the Ark after altering her memories and showing that illusion, right? " "But...Deceiving our own daughter like that...she is just an innocent child." "Sigh...But we don't have any other choice. They will also not leave us alone and will haunt us to take back Ark. Anyway, There's no time. Let's hurry up." The male humanoid suddenly waved his hand towards the soul river and picked up a random soul from it before seeing its me

Beginning of Book 2: Journey for the Souls -Soul Eaters. That's what she had called them. They would suck out your soul and leave you a hollowed shell, doomed to walk the earth preying on the living. Hungering for another soul to fill the empty void you had become.

Warm and metallic, the taste of something internal giving way. My hands were pressed flat against the cracking crystal, but I couldn't feel them properly — couldn't feel much of anything properly, because my body was doing something bodies are not supposed to do. Coming apart. Not violently, not with pain that screamed, but with the slow, terrible inevitability of something being reclaimed. Blue Aether rising through my skin from the inside, scattering into the wind in shimmering fragments, piece by piece, the edges of me becoming light and then becoming nothing. And Vaelor.

Placing my hand on top of his I murmured. “How do you know?” His gaze flicked down for one moment to my hand, before I felt his wing curl around me, pulling me closer to him. “Close your eyes Verity. Seek the tie, reach for it in your soul.” My eyes fluttered closed at his words, sinking into darkness I turned inward focusing on the corners of my soul where the ties danced freely. A soft green glow began to emanate from the far reaches of the space we inhabited as one. Noticing that the ethereal soft green glow elegantly weaving around our souls. I became witness to the melding of our three souls into one. Cain’s soul was thrumming with energy, his soul's deep crimson color fit the fierce wa

And he had the skill in his hands to create the best masterpiece from his pure life. He suddenly turned into a sensual artist for whom every roof of the house, every flower, every blade of grass, every look, every flinch of a butterfly on the thin surface of a flower seemed magical. Beyond the beautiful. But all these things always surrounded him from all sides. But before, they were colorless. "Celeste," he pronounced her name clearly and with each pronunciation his breath froze and he felt all the mortality of his essence, but at the same time, all the eternity of his soul.

“Here is a little promise. When I reach the right age, I will come find you. Let this dandelion be the symbol of my promise.” He then blew the dandelion making it’s white petals flow in the air as they became one with the sky. As he was focused on the dandelions flying in the sky, I looked at him and started to admire his image. His tousled brown hair, his strikingly green eyes and the smile that never fades. Without noticing words started to slip from my very mouth. “I could watch you everyday.” A voice said. It took me seconds to realize that the voice belonged to me. Gavin turned his head to face me, his face full of surprise and confusion.