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"Is anybody there?" "Hello?" He could hear the melody sound of rain on the windows that was showing rain is still in its wholeness. Despite of wearing overcoat he was feeling like a cold was running in his blood vessels. He turned towards the counter and started tapping his fingers on the counter table. "hello.. Anyone?" Meanwhile a young beautiful lady appears from behind the counter table. Rakesh went still on seeing her beauty, he was numb like he was cast by a spell. He was feeling like any magician spelled a magic to bring this fairy on earth that appeared all of sudden here out of nowhere.

Her eyes darted to the entrance, hoping he'd walk in, but all that came in was an announcement for their takeoff, and this time around, she couldn't keep herself from having a complete breakdown. She buried her face in her palms and sobbed, mourning the old life she was leaving behind, and the fact she was about to deny her child the chance of having a father figure even when she knew he would make the best father

“But now you’re back, and it feels like you left your mind somewhere else. Your body is here, but your soul isn't. As based on our contact, all of you belong to me — that includes your body, your soul, hell, your spirit too.” “I just needed time,” she said again, but her voice cracked at the edges. “You know, sometimes, it's not always about you." “Time for what?” She didn’t answer. She lowered herself onto the couch and buried her face in her hands. Her fingers trembled. Her breathing was shallow. Selene wasn’t someone who broke easily—her strength was almost stubborn. If she looked like this, it meant she was holding something giant, something trying to crush her ribs from the inside.

Why was I working so hard when she wasn’t going to spend my money? “Because she is the Queen of the supernatural world. A special soul, just like you!” I didn’t know when my blabbering became so loud that it woke up Beta Arlo. He walked into my room with a bottle of 2012 Château Blanc to clear the haze of uncertainty from my mind. “Soulmates are our other halves, an advanced version of our personalities. Then how can you even imagine her to be like other girls? Where’s your logic, Vincent?

she smiled a me and got up from the spot she sat. She came to be and held my shoulders from behind. The moon light was on us and she opened her mouth to suck my soul from my body. My tears, they dried and stained my face yet this woman showed no mercy. My soul begin to suck and i flet like beind drained out of my body. It trebled on the pole and she was enjoying every moment of it. When the darkness appeared in my eeys, i knew it wa smy time to say goodbye to the world, but i hope i had enough time to see everyone at one last time. I wished i had met my mate one last time. I had kissed him one last time, or maybe i had made love with him one last time. As the tear escaped form my eyes and t

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.

"We need to get that soul and take it back to hell before we proceed with the grimoire." Unable to see their reces, I could just hear their intense discussion. Fixated on my now flat belly, my heart sank. I know that I didn't wish for the baby to come, but I also didn't wish for his poor soul to be dragged down to hell in place of the soul released. Looking at the whole thing, nothing seemed anywhere but good. The energy of the souls that csne out wasn't s good one and it made me worry even at that weak moment in my life. "Take her back to her prison, I'll come do what I need to do when I visit her again."

“Soul Snatch!” Faster than she could react, I plunged my hand into her body and grabbed my target. I yanked out her wispy soul and watched her head droop down. The wispy woman looked from me to her body and tried to break away from me. “Let go of me you wretch! Put me back in my body!” Monica snapped hatefully. Interestingly, even though her arm had been ripped off, her soul still had both because she tried to punch me with the arm that had been removed. “I promise you will rue the day you scoffed at my curse, wretched child! You’re going to be the reason they die- And maybe the guilt will eventually kill you too! Destroy my body and my soul, but my curse will end you.”

Eliza nods, sighs, and turns to her, “What exactly did he try and do?” She keeps her voice calm, and stares at Hecate, willing her to help her to understand. She crosses her arms and glares at Sol, “He tried to take a soul from its heaven.” Shit, not good, no wonder she’s pissed. Eliza throws her hands in the air and groans, “Why?” She asks the room, turning between the Gods for answers, still trying to remain as calm as possible. Sol sighs.

I never realized my soul was craving to be awoken from its slumber. I think when Ever hit me in the chest with her war scythe to reap my soul, she awoke it somehow. I was frozen inside without her touch, and I would have died here. She saved me. I didn’t understand how she could see into my soul like open doors, seeing into my core as she broke down all the walls I put up. Her darkness called to my darkness, and they became one, just as our souls did.