Evans Soul Eater Novels & Stories

His lover, his life partner, Evan finally recognizes who Maya really is. "If I disappear someday ...." "You will not disappear. Even if you disappear from this body ... I swear I will continue to chase your soul until we meet again, Maya," Evan promised seriously. Maya finally stopped talking after she heard Evan's answer. If she could join in the search for Evan's soul in their next life, she would also do it, so they would never be separated once and for all.

"It has been many years since I last saw someone this arrogant. You weren't like this three years ago. So tell me… what gives you the right to speak to me this way?" Ciel and the other disciples stared at Evan with icy hostility. Evan simply smiled. Then he raised his fist slightly. "This." A stunned silence followed. Evan was talking about combat power in front of Cain. Everyone thought he had completely lost his mind. Then Evan added, almost casually, "I already killed a few assassins from the Black Sun. Who do you think you are, Cain?" "What?" This time, even Cain and the others were utterly shaken.

we waited,just then Evans walked in all alone. ' I am Evans Wilson, the owner of the best security agency in the world, the owner of all Wilson worlds enterprises the owner of Evans homes and the owner of wilevan oils and gas' he said.we all looked astonished, ' waoh,what is Evans doing in my house,what a great privilege' alex said as he went to shake hands with him.but was affix in his front ' why do I feel you are familiar. Your physical statue look like my dad' Alex said.

“Hahaha! See that, Dad? We have a true master of martial arts in Eastern Ocean!” Evan laughed out loud as he said, “Collins is dead for sure!” Eugene was shocked by this, but he quickly laughed savagely. “Hahaha! Let’s see how that little bastard gets himself out of this!” Saul looked at Sloane standing in the air and quickly told Chase who that man was, “Chase, that man is called Sloane Lowe. He’s one of Eastern Ocean’s Eight Heavenly Masters. He’s a true master of martial arts!

“I’m trying hard avoiding knowing where they came from. All I need to know is that they just taste crazy good. And it feels really nice to drink this down after a long cycle of fighting, you know. After many long cycles of fighting.” She slurped down some of her soup, stringy worm guts and all. Then, she sighed with absolute satisfaction. “I’m surprised you haven’t killed any of your Reborn opponents yet,” mused Severas. “They’re like me,” said Eva. “How could I kill them?” “But the normal ones like me are okay to kill?” Eva didn’t have an answer to that. For whatever reason, she felt more of a kinship with the Reborn. It was a few moments of silence, and another mouthful of soup before Eva

"If I'm right, the Battlesoul masters that were killed must not be idiots. They know that the only true way to completely kill a Devilsoul master is to obliterate his soul so as to prevent you from possessing another person. So I'm guessing that although you're alive, you could only manage to escape with a bit of your soul left. You probably don't have even 5% of your former soul power. This is why you appeared all large and mighty so as to scare the both of us, the sun on the outside was probably you're doing so that our souls would be very weak by the time we got here." Evan's eyes narrowed as a terrifying killing intent surfaced from his soul. "You're truly observant." Noah laughed. "Actu

Burned till the monstrous flame extinguished at last satisfied by turning the branch into ashes. Just like that, his body became tired and his punches on the punching bag came to an end. Throwing himself on the punch bag he wrapped his hand around it and a thunder-like roar left his mouth shaking the surroundings around him. The stuffed black bag hanging from the ceiling stopped swaying, getting the impact of his heavy body leaning on it. Big fat water droplets littered the hard floor. No, his eyes were not shedding tears. They had turned dry long before, and the feeling of water was very foreign to his eyes.

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'

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?

The soul eater sits on the floor, covered in blood and something else that I don't recognize until I open the door further and step in. Looking down, I see a disemboweled baby torn to shreds. It's in so many pieces that I can't even tell for sure what it is, except for the baby bottle half buried in the blood and intestines. Suddenly, the smell hits me and I have to bend over as I lose my supper. Sandwich spraying everywhere, even on the soul eater. She looks up at me and smiles while holding an arm bone and then begins gnawing on it.