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She shuddered, eyes pinballing between his. “And that kind of death doesn’t kill the body at first. It starts with the soul. The mind. Because they can’t have what they desire. The body might be there but functioning barely. But the soul and mind? They’d be messed up. So messed up it’ll coax them into wanting to do things, crazy things just to prove to themselves they don’t want what they desire.” “You’re speaking in riddles!” she hissed, clucking her tongue. “Because it is. A riddle only a few can solve, female.”

“It’s not just the Book. The connection is in the sacrifice we made!” She turned to the young Auditor. “You can’t go back any further. The Earth won’t let you. My mother is the soil—she remembers me!” The Auditor’s face twisted, smoke pouring out as his skin cracked. “The Earth is a product!” he screamed. “It has no memory!” “It has a soul!” June shouted back. She snatched the clipboard from his hand. It wasn’t a clipboard at all, but a piece of the Golden Book he’d tried to steal. June tore the page in half.

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

“They recognize you.” “Not me,” Veyra said. “What I carry.” She glanced at the faint gold still lingering beneath her skin, where the Vein’s mark had burned her. The Choir’s song shifted — now words were forming, fragmented and distorted, but clear enough to grasp. The current remembers. The Soulbound stirs. The cycle breaks. The sound pressed against her skull until her knees almost buckled. She forced herself upright, her voice cutting through the rising resonance. “Where is she?”

"I am my genius father. You are so slender, so elegant. I am so lucky to have a thoughtful father like you. I'm glad you're my father. I'm glad I'm your daughter. I'll kiss you when you come, and it's huge!" He quickly stood up and threw everything on the table to the floor. He still wasn't dead! Again he succumbed to his helplessness! Even when he killed his daughter with his own hands, he had never been this helpless... The fire inside him would not go out no matter what he did. Because he knew that only the last thing called death could put out that fire. Only those who were not helpless would do it. That fire in the helpless would burn until death, and it would burn like hell... Just lik

She had been thinking about this dream after having it. "Soheila, you have to be complete to defeat him." The angelic voice said again. "The world will disappear when you're not complete. Your soul is missing something, find it, Soheila. Find what's missing. It's the only way to awaken everything." Soheila frowned, Although the angelic voice woman's words were different from the past, it is still the same. Her soul is not complete, she has to find her soul. "Where can I find it?" She asked.

' This could only mean one thing, Sia has regained her memories and lost her soul in the process' ################

“I can’t take this world without you. I never told you because I was too embarrassed, but you saved me. You saved me when I was at my darkest, and it was just knowing that you existed in this world that continued to push me through. Please, mi reina, stay with me. If you dare leave me, I’ll follow you to the heavens and drag you back. Do you hear me?” “Stop moving her so much,” the woman hisses. “You’re breaking my connection with her soul.” “HEr soul?” I repeat. “What the fuck does that even mean?” “It means that she has already stepped one foot into the nether realm, and now it is up to her if she wants to latch onto me and come back or if she stays there.” [Denali’s POV] I’m warm, so warm

“A what? You can’t give someone a new soul.” “She can. She can take them and she can give them. His soul—it’s… damaged. Confused. Lost. It’s… I can’t explain it,” she shook her head. “We tried every sedative we could to calm his mind, but it isn’t his mind that’s the problem. It’s his soul. It needs to be… stabilized in a sense.” She shook her head again. “Ava would be better able to explain.” “So she just gave him one?”

Cause she had to handle her third trouble which was to calm down her crying son and that was nowhere near easy. Yeah, she was a mother and blessed with a lovely son who was the love of her life, her everything, her son Zayn Abedin. ************** Cold Skin, Drag My Feet On The Tile As I Am Walking Down The Corridor I Know We Haven't Talked In Awhile So I Am Looking For An Open Door ***************** ................... Assalamualaikum Readers... I hope you all liked it... Don't forget to comment and vote...... I love you all......