Exiled Souls Mc Novels & Stories

Well I am the one who invented this computer, I am the one who designed this system even Eros doesn't have this kind of computer I sat down on the swivel chair and started reading the information gathered on my computer Free Souls -A mafia organization -They are assassins, they kill people who stand in their way, they kill for money, they kill for pleasure -Ranked 5th in the World of Mafiosos -Leader is Chian Wong -Into Drug Trade, Smuggling and Kidnapp for ransom (They ask money exactly 2 billion pesos and when they finally got it they will kill the one who delivered the money and the one kidnapped) -Consists of many spies and lurk in every mafia organization except for Olympus -They want t

Adrian said. "You mean…" They both then said in unison, "The Exile Realm!" "But will it work?" Eloise was doubtful. The Exile Realm was just a small world. How could it support her breakthrough? Even if she reached level nine, she would not be able to leave this place. If she reached level nine and left, she would definitely be sensed by that entity. Moreover, there were already seven other level nine immortals outside, indicating that the next catastrophe was imminent. It was a cycle.

“Torches a club for a beating and we’ll have every crew in the city coming at us. I say we grab two of theirs and send them back twice as fucked up.” Ghost groans loudly. “You know… I’ve had zero fucking fun or decent work since that asshole Declan McCoy moved in and started clearing everything up. Give me something good for once.” He’s talking about the head of the local mafia. Even Vesper hasn’t had much to do lately, and she barely takes jobs anymore. I keep half an eye on the door while the guys keep arguing. My body is still here, listening to church, but my mind is somewhere else. I’m waiting for the sound of a key in the lock.

The bond between Kael and Selene had become a tangled web, an invisible force that connected their hearts and minds, pulling them together while also threatening to tear them apart. Selene sat by the window, her eyes scanning the dark city outside, her mind still reeling from the night’s events. The palace was no more. The walls that had once stood as a symbol of the empire’s power and strength were crumbling, their destruction a harbinger of the chaos that was about to unfold. The bond with Kael was stronger than ever, and as she felt his emotions flood through her, she realized something—*they were bound together by more than just the Soul-Oath. They were linked by the very survival of the

It was terrible being sick. However, to me, every painful episode was like another step closer to liberation. So, there wasn't much that I could complain about. At first, when Hal found out about it, he kept smiling brightly at me at every chance he had, yet his smiles never reached his eyes and looked even sadder than actual crying. One night, he suddenly woke me up in my sleep and told me that he was taking me away. We quietly escaped the hospital without raising the alarm and came to a quaint, quiet little town that was far away from the bustling city center, farther to the south.

I turn around so quick, I’d have fallen off if not for his arms on either side of me “That makes no sense!” “Does everything in your world make sense?” Zen raises a brow “This is unbelievable,” I shake my head So this is what cultural shock feels like. “How do people even come to be prostitutes here?” I ask, peevish for really no reason “Don’t werewolves have soulmates?” “They don’t. Lycans do.” “Really, Zen?” I give him a look “Soulmates are valued tremendously, but before someone finds there’s, they’re not expected to bear heats alone. Winter is harsh on most mature Lycans.”

So close Maya could feel it vibrating in her chest. "Rogues," Alec said, his voice tight. "They felt her power surge." Maya's stomach dropped. She knew what rogues were—every wolf did. Exiles. Outcasts stripped of pack and territory, cast out for crimes too brutal even for wolf justice. They'd banded together over the years, forming something twisted and dangerous: a pack built on violence and desperation instead of blood and honor. They raided Alliance territories constantly, hitting borders, stealing resources, killing anyone who got in their way.

I mumbled. Ten years ago, my family was exiled from Belmore Town because my father had murdered a child. My father, a man who was crooked in all his ways, sold me to Alpha Blake, the Alpha of the Black Shadow Pack. This was done in exchange for a place in his pack. Since I was endowed with the gift of prophecy, the exchange was made. I've been living in the pack house, abused by the Alpha and other pack members. I have been subjected to all kinds of vile treatments. I might have lost myself in the process. But, I was sick of it all. I wanted to be free.

The sudden jerk choked me, a fresh wave of pain silencing my words. "You know why," he replied, his voice low and final. He turned his back to me, addressing the pack. "From this day forward and for eternity, Selene Vance has been exiled from this pack. She is now considered a rogue. If she is found packless, or even near our border lines, you are allowed to kill her on sight." Ouch.

Meghaal couldn't quite take a glimpse at their face since they faced the opposite direction. "You don't know who they are!?" Meghaal shook her head now with increased curiosity. "Never thought I'll live to see the day Meghaal Singhe would need me spitting out facts for once." Mikkel chuckled. "So those hoody men over there are very important people. " "No shit sherlock. They're seated in the VIP section for a reason." Meghaal couldn't help stating to have Mikkel role his eyes at her. " Anyways, they're representatives from the Pan Supernatural council."