Galactic Soul Novels & Stories

small horns appeared near the soul river. There was a crack near them which indicated that they came from somewhere outside of this universe. "They will catch up to us soon. What do we do, honey? Our daughter is also..." "We will do as we planned. You've put Tema in the Ark after altering her memories and showing that illusion, right? " "But...Deceiving our own daughter like that...she is just an innocent child." "Sigh...But we don't have any other choice. They will also not leave us alone and will haunt us to take back Ark. Anyway, There's no time. Let's hurry up." The male humanoid suddenly waved his hand towards the soul river and picked up a random soul from it before seeing its me

Unfortunately, that is how the world works – sometimes in inexplicable ways. Even with all the power I possess, I am not allowed to intervene. Yes, even a being like me has a boss to answer to. People aware of the inner workings of this complex universe refer to me as the Light. An all-knowing being. I see everything you see. Hear everything you hear. Feel everything you feel. I'm an immortal empath and the keeper of souls. The one humans seek guidance from. You see, we are all connected. Every plant. Every animal. Every human being. Every soul. Connected by an invisible thread, to me, the light. Sadly, only a few will come to understand this fact and their true purpose in this universe. Onl

Gali leans down, grabbing her chin in a vice-like grip, his pitch-black eyes burning into her very soul. "I am going to say this exactly once," Gali rasps, his voice a lethal, dark promise that freezes the blood in her veins. "If you so much as breathe Sandra Ashbourne's name again, if you send another shadow-rogue into her path, I will bring your male back to this dirt and repeat this ritual every single sunrise until his soul rots. Do not test my wolf." He pulls out Kairo’s spirit-comm mirror, which had recorded the entire brutal hunt in crystal-clear detail, and broadcasts the recording directly to the High Council's private blood-network.

She then looked at me and said, "Winter, stop blaming Finn for this. Finn was just getting mad on my behalf. It's all my fault." Hal rolled his eyes and slid his arm around my shoulders to comfort me. Then, he said in a passive-aggressive tone, "Say, do you hear barking? Oh, it's from that bitch over there. I guess Mr. Churchill is pretty fond of his bitch and just had to show her off to you." Finnegan was devastated. He pushed Colette away and headed toward me. Hal stopped him again, and they started to fight. While throwing each other around, a medical report suddenly fell out of Finnegan's pocket and landed right under my eyes. It said, "Winter Brooke, last stage stomach cancer."

This novel is a work of fiction. Names, story, places and events are products of the author's creativity or are used fictionally. Any similitude to actual events or locales or individuals, living or dead, is totally coincidental. First of all I must appreciate this app for providing me the platform, there I can pen down and I can write my imaginations. I wanted to say, what is in your destiny you will find it anyway. Sometimes things seem against us and against our desires and everything seems out of orbit, but afterwards we realize why was it like that. Everything happens for a reason. We just need to understand and have patience.

I mumbled frightened. “We won’t.” he said synpathically, reaching out for me and gently pulling me to his chest. “I’m sorry.” He whispered, before his phone light blinked... then died. I became more frightened. I reached for something. Anything, just need to ease my tensed heart. Eventually, I gripped something soft. Held it tight—like it was the only thing tethering me to earth. “Awch!”. He let out pained, before the light got retored. I almost yelled out, seeing what I've been holding on to.

that was a direct link to the entropy of the deep galaxy. "The 150th chapter is a fallacy," the Echo resonated, its voice the sound of wind in a dead forest. "The North has achieved its purpose. You have proven that the Soul can be integrated. Now, the experiment must be Archived. To remain in the physical is to invite decay. Return to the Null, Conductor. Return to the state of Infinite Potential where nothing hurts because nothing is real." "No," I said, my amber eyes flaring with a hard, defiant light.

Her legs wrap around my waist and her hips meet mine in a passionate rhythm. She lets out a soft sob and I look down at her. She wasn't crying because of pain, but of pleasure. I felt it too, the intimate connection between us, a connection I never felt with Jess. I loved her, yes, but this feeling was different. It felt as if my soul was blending with Kelly's, as if it were two pieces of a puzzle coming together. Tears roll down both our cheeks and I kiss her passionately. Her hands grasp at my short hair as she moans through her sobs. Moments later we came in unison and it was the best orgasm I ever had with someone else.

“Not all places on earth are inhabited by Holy Spirits. The Holy Spirit is a gift from God for lands that are ruled justly and prosperously. We didn't just choose anyone to revive. I chose you, and for that you should be grateful, not angry!” “I didn't give you permission to choose me! Get out of the way, I'll go with Uncle Yuan!" Zhou Fu moved to fend off the Holy Spirit Girl's hand that was blocking his way to a fairly large black door. The Holy Spirit said that if the black door is the gate of death, the person behind the gate, the soul has been separated from the body, while Zhou Fu, Zhou Fu is still not inside the gate of death.

"There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network." From the days she's spent meditating and the information being forced into her head, Nya had discovered that Hyperion was a vast region of space, spanning over an entire galaxy and was always in a constant state of political flux. It was primarily populated by two distinct classifications of beings; the omen and the fae.