Fate Traitor Soul Novels & Stories

"We can proceed with your plan. In terms of soul energy, the S-tier Malevolent Phantom is about the same as Francis' soul fragment. As for who would win in an actual battle, I can't really judge. But there's one thing we have to figure out first." Felix quickly asked, "What is it?" "How will you get the S-tier Malevolent Phantom to attack Francis' soul fragment? The soul fragment won't be interested in anything else. Its only purpose is to wait for someone who can gather the Scholar’s Arsenal, then devour them. "Do you get what I mean?" This wasn't really a problem since Felix had already considered it. If not, he would have asked earlier. He immediately looked at Donna with a smile. "Hah, d

Fate had handed it to her as a gift, a rare treasure of vision and understanding, but it had also been a slow poison, gnawing at her soul until it finally consumed her. Her life unfolded like a tragedy pulled straight from the myths of old Greece. Love had twisted into betrayal, and even the bond between mother and son had shattered into bitter enmity. In the end, she had no choice but to bind herself with her soul, a desperate act to hold back the darkness. Trapped in that evil, she became entwined with defiant, restless children, their rebellion wearing away her spirit until finally there was nothing left, her soul fractured, consumed, and gone.

The disciples of the Divine Martial Sect were shocked. The Sacred Spirit Fate Soul was a legendary treasure. Although it did not have a specific form, it could make a cultivator's Fate Soul a hundred times stronger. It could only be found by chance! "This is mine. Whoever wants to fight for it will be against me, Feng Bujue!" After saying that, Feng Bujue turned around and rushed into the Soul Ring Immortal Palace. There were about 60 other disciples from the Divine Martial Sect. They looked at each other. They were not convinced and were unwilling to hand over their Sacred Soul Life Soul to others, so they had to try their luck.

he asked me back. I shook my head as I continued to look into his eyes. “The local people here call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.” He looked at my hand and held my pinky finger. His eyes then back to mine. “I didn't believe in fate and love at first sight, but now I believe because I've been in love with you from the first time I saw you,” he said in a soft voice.

I asked him and he looks at the flickering light in my room. "Who it was or who they were". He muttered to himself and I scowled. "You just said you found a traitor, who was it? a traitor mean one person, traitors mean more than one. Which is it, Reece?" I asked and he laughed. "It was one person, at first, then it became two. And although the second person isn't directly a traitor he is an accomplice." he said and I stopped pushing him to reply, he looked like he was in the middle of a conversation with himself so I let him be.

Hopefully, he would not think it was lame. He placed a tender kiss on my forehead once he pulled away from my lips. Then he waited with eager anticipation of what I had planned. “Dante and Byron, you aren’t just my mates because you quickly and effortlessly became my everything. Fae lifetimes are longer than many species. I’ve seen and done many things in my life, but there had always been something missing even if I had no idea what it was or where to find it. That was until you came into my life, and I realized it was the two of you that had been missing. There is an old Fae custom called a Soul Tether. It shares my soul with you and vice versa. It irrevocably cements our bond and fortifie

Fading like ash scattered by the wind. “No…” I stumbled forward, reaching out instinctively, my hands grasping at nothing. “No, no, no—” “Fenris was sacrificed,” Selene said quietly. “His soul used to pull you back from the abyss. To awaken within you the power to command the broken, to tame the feral. It was the only way to create the Rogue Sovereign.” I dropped to my knees, the weight of her words crushing me.

Each of them was wrapped in their own thoughts, wondering who they could trust, what the next steps should be, and how they could move forward. And then, just when Damon thought things couldn’t get any worse, a new revelation came to light. The traitor had been forced into their position, yes, but there was more to the story. They had a personal vendetta against the mastermind, a reason for their betrayal that was deeply rooted in their past. They weren’t just seeking power or wealth—they were seeking revenge. This new information changed everything. Damon’s thoughts raced. Could the traitor be an ally after all? Could they help bring down the mastermind, or were they just another loose end

"This is not about the curse. This is about... justice." Siron frowned. "What do you mean?" "When I unified, I gained full access to the memories of my rage fragment. And I discovered something." Morat's voice was low, serious. "The former royal traitor, who ordered my murder, did not just curse me. He also imprisoned the spirits of my subordinates, the shifter soldiers loyal to me. They are trapped between worlds, suffering for millennia, just as I once was." Siron felt his chest tighten. "And you want to free them."

“I don’t.” He smiled. “No matter how you found out, you’re not leaving today.” He took out a rope and tied me up. Despair swallowed me whole. I cursed myself for being stupid. I had already been betrayed by Lily once in my previous life, yet I still trusted her again. Tears streamed down my face. Just as Jackson raised a knife and swung it toward me, Lily’s scream came from outside. The door was kicked open. Several people rushed in and restrained Jackson.