Eyes Of The Soul

Our world, our home planet Earth had been our realm for so many years and yet it had been so little construed. Our world had been the most diverse and most beautiful and most precious and also the most mysterious than any other planet in the universe.Despite spending so many years we hardly understand it.Sometimes not alone our experiences but our way to perceive them can make all the difference.There are many experts and high technologies all around the globe who have dedicated their lives to decipher the code of the universe but what if out of everyone the universe opened up one of its secrets to a little soul who has just started blooming.What will it bring to this little soul and what will happen to this secret?What will happen when everything they thought to be textbook become happenings before the eyes of these little souls?The credit of the cover of the book belongs to the actual owner. I found the picture of the cover on Pinterest.Rest I hope you can give this story a try.I hope you will like it.

They buried him under a blood-red moon. Chains of silver and blessed iron pinned his broken body to the earth, sealing his power, erasing his name. To the pack, he was a failed Alpha. To the coven, a cursed vampire. To the world, he was a mistake that deserved to die. But monsters don’t stay dead. When Alpha opened his eyes again, he wasn’t in the grave—he was in the body of his weakest self. Eighteen years old. Rankless. Powerless. His wolf silent. His vampire blood thin and starving. The memories of his execution burned behind his eyes like fresh wounds. Reborn. A second life… and a second chance at vengeance. This time, he felt it—the system etched into his soul, ancient and cruel. [Hybrid Core Detected] Bloodline: Vampire / Werewolf / Unknown Status: Severely Suppressed Level: 1

Angelina begged and screamed in pain infront of four assaulters to let her go, but they could not comprehend a girl's "NO." They sexually assaulted her and killed her soul.The broken fragment of her soul continued even through tears. Infront of her eyes, those assaulters also killed her first mate. However, she won't spare anyone and has returned to take her revenge. And the only punishment for them is death. But destiny played with her and her second mate is the assaulter brother. Will she forgave them? Or she will kill her second mate?

The night before our Mating Ceremony, my fated mate, Alpha Ryker of the Howling Moon Pack, ordered me to give him the Moon Soul Crystal—the very thing that protected my pack, the Willow Creek Pack. He said he needed it to power up the Howling Moon Pack's Blood Moon Altar. He also promised he'd keep me and my people safe. But he didn't know that we, the healers of the Willow Creek Pack, can only create one Moon Soul Crystal in our entire lives. Making one takes a crazy amount of moon energy. It's the treasure that keeps our pack alive. My mother, worried about me using up my moon energy while I was pregnant, gave up her own Moon Soul Crystal instead. But just three months after Ryker and I were mated, she got sick, fast. She was dying. I knelt in front of Ryker, crying, begging him for the Silverleaf Herb from the Howling Moon's forbidden grounds. It was the only thing that could save my mom. But he just looked at me, his eyes full of disappointment, and kicked me away. "I asked for the Moon Soul Crystal to test you," he snarled. "And just as I thought, you married me for our pack's treasures! Your mother's not sick. You're making it all up!" "You don't deserve to be the Luna of the Howling Moon Pack!" It wasn't until after my mother died, when he was arguing with me, trying to kick me out of the pack, that my mother's things fell and scattered everywhere. Her Soul Stone, the symbol of a wolf's spirit, shattered. That's when he finally realized he was wrong. He fell to his knees, begging me not to leave, crying for me to forgive him.

Park Sebastian, the Mafia boss of the southern and Northern region of Korea. Rumored to be the "ruler of the underworld". Only his looks could make anyone have a nose bleed. His aura, his eyes, his demeanor, everything smelt "DANGER" An English girl, Ariel Parker. The sweetest soul you could ever find. Innocent and easy going. She is described as a petal that even at the slightest touch, she would fall. But don't take her softness for weakness!!. In a world where many rules were laid, could love prevail or would love for the things of the world prevail?

I wouldn't survive this fall. My life flashed before my eyes and desperation pooled my soul. Moon goddess, please. One desperate wish. One frantic prayer. 'Please. I don't want to die.’ Then I landed. I landed. And my eyes fluttered open as a gasp ripped out of my throat. I landed… on a bed? What the hell? The piercing beeps and whirs of equipment assaulted my ears, followed by the strong smell of antiseptic. Where was I?! This wasn't Valtaria. *** A shove down the stairs was the birth of a new life, an old soul, and a new body. Maya’s rebirth is her weapon, if a mere Omega can cheat death, then surely she can do a lot more. Like bringing her foes to their knees and making Valtaria plead her mercy. She can shame the man who once deemed her worthless but now finds her irresistibly desirable Slowly, Maya starts to realize her new life isn't all it pans out to be and her demons no longer lurk in the shadows. They manifest right before her eyes in ways she never thought possible.

In the dead of night, a secret was born. A deal was made, a soul was sold, and a fate was sealed. Sixteen-year-old violet's life was forever altered as she became a pawn in a deadly game. Her grandmother's desperate gamble had unleashed a horror beyond her wildest imagination. The Mafia's cold, calculating eyes had claimed her, and their ruthless leader, Shawn, had made one thing clear: Violet was now his property. The clock was ticking. Two years. That's all the time her grandmother had to repay the debt. Two years, or violet would face the consequences. The darkness closed in, and Violet's screams were silenced by the shadows.

Ryan Dixit seems to have what one could wish for, a caring mother, top business, a big mansion and a lavish lifestyle along with a caring friend. Despite having all these he could still feel the void in his heart. Being a genophobe he feared to be in a relationship that could lead him to expose himself and let any woman witness his vulnerability until the day his eyes fell on the dancing and humming happy soul of Jenny in rain. Jennifer Oberoi, the adopted daughter of Vyom Oberoi. Jenny’s life seemed more peaceful and sorted than Ryan’s. Working as vice president in her dad’s company Jenny was strong, independent and full of life and love. She was still exploring her life with her two best buddies- Maya and Sam, one of them is still confused about their sexuality though. Jenny is a girl full of love and positivity, yet she didn’t think about a serious relationship after her first break up. But the moment, Rayn Dixit walks into her office. She is smitten. Unexpected circumstances led them into a hurried marriage, and the unexpected marriage brought Ryan’s truth out for the eyes of Jenny. After knowing everything about him, Jenny did something that Ryan never expected from her. Will being with Jenny dispel the horrors of his childhood that haunts Ryan every night ? Or will his childhood trapped in his bedroom, his inner demon of darkness and the self loathing that fills his soul drive Jenny away and destroy the fragile hope and love she offers him ? *** Welcome to the dark romance book.

A ruthless man, an unyielding soul, and a wrongful entanglement… Four years ago, she had sent him to prison. It was only after he was executed that a look of obvious relief spread across her face. Four years later, he pulled her into hell. She was humiliated before his eyes, yet his hatred still burned high. As part of his cunningly-devised retribution, he was going to overwhelm her bit by bit, prudently and slowly luring her into his web of vengeance. To Edward Levin, Vivian Carraway would always be his possession, but it seemed like things would not go as he wished...

Dark soul, damage by his past mated to a lost cause forced to be his mistress. The moon goddess Aliana looked at the only Lycanthroph left in existence. “You, the only son of Lord Trevinor, will only be able to escape the pain and loneliness when you find your mate”. Despite being the ruler of the werewolves clan, nobody was willing to marry the vicious Lycan king with excess bloodlust. But no one knew about the prophesy. Alpha Monroe's eldest daughter who was nothing but a waste was given to the supreme Lycan as his arranged bride. This waste of a daughter not only can't shift into her wolf form. But was just a beauty without brain, who acts arrogantly and self willed. Suddenly, on the day she was to get married, she died, causing a different soul to take over her body. When she opened her eyes, she was no longer the waste but a powerful witch, and the entertainment goddess Myra Monroe, who was poisoned by her best friend and fiancé. With her powers she's able to begin her revenge. Kyra: bring hell on earth to those who hurt me. Klein: spare more time to Pamper her.