Heart And Soul Sanctuary Novels & Stories

She noticed his sad aura. “ Sir, if I may ask, how's Danielle doing?” Hannah bravely asked to start a conversation with him. “ She's gone and I don't know when she'll be coming back. “ Anthony answered while signing the papers in his table. “ Where did she go, Sir? What happened? “ Hannah was anxious. “ A place safe from my enemies. “ Anthony didn't glanced at Hannah. On the other hand, Danielle and Manilyn arrived in a village in the southern part of Ireland city. The place was in a mountain range. The houses were too far from each other. It was peaceful and beautiful. No pollution and no enemies.

Drake explained hoping that would make his friend a little happier about not having a mate stuff. "What?" He growled after getting out of his daze state. "Yes old friend. Your soul is bounded together, she will become your very own weakness, cause you will live for her, breath for her, being with her would mean everything to you, and she will tame the creatures inside you, they will love her. If anything happens to your soul mate, you all might lose control and destroy everything, it makes you weaker cause along with her being your strength. She will be your very weakness......." Drake stopped talking then picked up another a drink as he glance up at the sky. "Something tells me the special

After working with a rookie for the last four weeks, I was glad to have Carrie back as my partner. She's been recovering from donating bone marrow to save Grace's life. She's also been staying with Monica while Grace has been in the hospital. Kelly and I had backed off, letting her have her chance at a relationship with Monica.

I ask Matilda, smiling softly. Awww, is this true love? "I-i...I don't know." I stutter out. I quickly wore all my clothing on and sat on the floor thinking. What if he's our second chance soulmate? Matilda asks and shook my head in disbelief. "That can't be though. That's rare for any wolf to earn that." I explain. Which was all true in my world. Barely anyone can escape from their mates. Even if it's from force. I'm pretty sure we do, even after we have been through

She dumped the sugar daddy before anyone could spell Jack Robinson and got engaged to the Italian billionaire. Kasali finally got married to a decent girl and she recently just put to bed a few days ago, he no longer works in my practically empty house. Good news and congratulatory messages were exchanged by the people I know-- the people I'm acquainted with and I'm happy for everyone who got their dreams fulfilled. I stared at the huge Anglican church that awaited my response and slumped my shoulders. "I'm afraid I can't do this, mom." "Ehen, nibo?" She exclaimed dramatically and held her gele in place to avoid it falling off.

Without warning, it slammed both claws into the ground. The cracks beneath the sanctuary widened. Black corruption erupted from them like rivers. The darkness spread through the streets. Ancient buildings began to decay. Silver crystals turned black. The sanctuary cried out. The city itself was dying. Luna gasped. "The Heart of the Sanctuary!" She pointed toward the center of the city. A massive silver crystal beneath the temple had begun turning black. "The corruption is reaching the Heart!" Maeve's expression filled with horror. "If the Heart falls..." "The sanctuary dies."

“Waiting.” The car sped eastward, the palace disappearing behind us like a fading shadow. As the hours passed, Carolina explained what she could… The Healing Soul tribes. Sanctuaries that had once welcomed wandering healers, now turned into refuges for those who survived the fall. The ley lines that still pulsed beneath the eastern lands, shielding them from unwanted eyes. “You were never meant to stay hidden forever,” Savanna said quietly. “Only long enough to survive.” We arrived as dawn broke.

“Even in darkness, hearts can guide the way.” Moonlight wove silver through the birch branches outside the sanctuary. A hush fell as if the forest itself held its breath. Within that soft glow, Lyra stood at the edge of the Grove of Echoing Hearts—a sacred place rumored to touch the destiny of both beasts and humans. She closed her eyes, feeling the pulse of the earth underfoot. With her, carried steps heavy in history, was Maren, her newfound comrade in secrets and shadow.

Or find a reason to stay. The reason finds me. I’m walking through the Sanctuary, my hand trailing through the light of a floating, bioluminescent fern, when I feel it. A hum. A resonance. It’s in the soil beneath my feet, in the air I breathe, in the very structure of reality here. It’s our love. Not the grand, fated love of the Graft, but the chosen one. The stubborn, patchwork, daily love we built. It’s woven into the foundation of this place. Every quiet moment, every hard-won peace, every burst of laughter—it’s all here. Preserved.

"Hey, it's Cassidy... for you…, you rascal. Forget… about me." My vision gradually blurred, and the last glimmer of light faded before me. I suddenly heard a heart-wrenching cry nearby, but I couldn't see who it was. It hurt too much, and I was exhausted. It was time I rested. … Ten years later, on the anniversary of my death, my parents visited my grave, which was located on a hill in the countryside. They knew how much I loved the view from the hills. Back when I was a child, they used to take me hiking.