Exchange Souls Novels & Stories

" If you remember the last stakeout we had Elena, and the trouble we went through trying to infiltrate the kidnapper's hideout, I'm glad to let you know that our efforts have yielded results and we found out that is going to be an exchange this morning." I explained awaiting her response. She looked at the both of us like she suspected there was something we weren't telling her. " An exchange? How did you find this out? I mean we only slipped a tracking device in that guy's pocket and I'm sure he would have changed his clothes since then". Mike chose that moment to be in urgent need of the restroom and took off to the private restroom in my office. Bastard! Well, that leaves me to do the exp

“Whatever-the-fuck. Anyway, I been watchin’ from here almost every night since then and he’s always gone real late on Wednesday nights. I’m goin’ in there and I’m bustin’ inta that stone chest . . . ” He reached behind him, unzipped his backpack and pulled out a short-handled, hand-held sledgehammer. He hefted it, like he was Thor and it was Mjölnir. “I’m bustin’ in there and gettin’ that box and I’m crushin’ all those tiles to fuckin’ powder. I dunno how I know it, but I do. Dad’s soul is trapped in them things, and I’m gonna let it out.”

Soul Extraction Soul Extraction was an ability that was not best explained by its title. Rather than extracting the soul of a target, what Soul Extraction did was to allow an Asura to inherit the power and will of those they killed. The person didn’t have to be fully dead either; as long as their hearts were crushed, the Asura would inherit everything. Some speculated that this was the reason why Asuras were generally insane, for it was no easy feat to see the lives and heart of every person one killed and still be normal.

"But I want the 'Marrow'. The Genesis is going to be the 'Fuel' for my new, Unmapped Market." From the mercury-sea, thousands of "Failed Protagonists"—warriors with no faces and names that had been erased—began to rise, their eyes solid pools of liquid silver. "The 'Auction' is starting," the beast announced. "And the starting bid is the mother's soul."

Avery screamed as the flood entered her — memories, voices, fragments of every reaper who had ever existed. Kael dragged her back into the flow, holding her as the Vein howled. And in the depths, the Pale One’s whisper lingered: "Then truth you shall bear, Soulbound." The light went out. Silence fell. And when Avery opened her eyes, she wasn’t in the Vein anymore. She stood in a wasteland of bone and dust — an echo of the world before death had rules. Kael’s voice reached her faintly, warped by distance. “Avery… what did you do?”

The next chat is about selling exotic pets, magical creatures, and supernatural beings. “Bingo,” I mutter, scrolling through the chat. There are images of frightened little animals and creatures as well as larger ones that look like they could tear you in half. Though, I’m not sure if half of these images are real. I’ve never heard anyone talk about seeing a real dragon before, yet this seller says he has a dragon for sale. I’m not sure how to bring up the subject of the wolf souls without seeming suspicious because honestly, I don’t know if anyone in here knows about them. Are they rare or are they common enough that people wouldn’t think twice if I mention them?

Was this transfer the only thing that could soothe the darkness inside them? Regardless of the answer, pleasure struck me in a violent wave, setting every nerve in my body on fire. My cry was muffled against Pavel’s chest, and I felt Alexei tremble behind me. One final thrust—deep, possessive—and both of them followed me into the abyss, their bodies spilling into mine with guttural moans of satisfaction.

Julia's face was ghostly pale as she begged for mercy. "It was… It was someone I found. T-There's someone in Senton City who can swap bodies for a few days, and then things will return to normal. Norman, I just love you too much. Cindy gets to have you every day, and I'm going crazy with jealousy. I never wanted to hurt her… I just want to spend a few more days with you!" But Julia's confession didn't move Norman. All he could think about was that I was gone, and what he should do now that I didn't want him anymore.

Everything was going well until something unexpected happened. A skyforge placed in a world ravaged by war and death tried to do collect more energy to revitalize the planet, but it couldn't give anything in return, so it gave away the next best thing: souls. The souls began to infect the forges of countless planets and began to twist them. Before anyone could react, those worlds started to wither and die. When every living organism was gone, the skyforge transferred the souls to the next one like a virus. When it reached our version, countless souls poured into the crust of the planet, but they didn't destroy the world. Instead, a marvelous sight occurred.

The intervention of the past lives had created a crack in the fabric of the curse. "The well!" Julian gasped, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the very back of the catacombs. "The Well of Souls at the end of the tunnel. It’s an ancient portal, Elowen. If we jump... it resets the cycle without us dying. It’s a gamble. We might wake up in a different time. A different world. But we’ll be together, and the Shadow will be locked in this era." "Is there a future for us there?" I asked, my heart pounding as we reached the end of the tunnel.