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Bright eyes bloodshot and the boy paled to see the glare coming from the deepest of her soul. “Surely,” he thought, glared back to the deepest of her soul, “this heartless soul would never learn her lessons. Why want to take over now of all time?” He shut his eyes, blow the hottest breeze, and uttered the words that titled the world for a second. The soul at the deepest howled and Bright face the sky with a horrored expression. It was of devastation, confussion and fear of unknown. In the deepest of her mind, she wailed to remembering the moment she barely remember.

“Exactly like your mother. She had power. Real power. She didn’t deserve it, and I wanted it. I wanted everything she had.” Her hands were trembling now, but her words came faster, spilled out like venom. “So I took it,” she chuckled maniacally. “I did the Alchemy of Souls. I took her body. I put my soul in it. She woke up in some stranger’s skin and died somewhere far away. I took her life, Imani. I took everything. Everything I knew fractured into sharp pieces. I tried to breathe. My chest felt tight, like someone had wrapped ropes around it.

“Oh, no, sweetie. You’re not dead.” I let out a shaky breath. “How do you know that?” “Dead people can tell when someone isn’t dead, don’t you think?” She explains with a smile. “Your soul, I can see it. So can everyone else here in the market. It’s glowing and is intact, so, no, you’re not dead.” She then stares at my chest so intensely. I cross my arms over my breasts. What is she? A pervert? “Your soul. There’s something about it.” Her eyes are still glued to my chest. “It’s almost like… like, it’s calling me to touch it.”

She was merely a pale ghost, a body utterly hollowed out by sacrifice, with eyes whose spark had been entirely extinguished behind a permanent veil of grief. She ran her fingers over her severely thinned frame, a cold shiver racing through her bones. Had all these years of enduring Kai been nothing but a complete waste? Had she been slowly killing herself while under the illusion that she was building a home? His parting words—I am certain the days will bring you back to me—echoed in her mind like a merciless incantation. He hadn't threatened her; he hadn't forced her. Instead, he had planted a lethal seed of doubt deep within her soul, one that would eat away at whatever remaining certainty

"She is better off scared, than dead, mother." The girl's eyes widen ever so slightly ad my words. I keep her eyes hostage in mine, unwavering- pulling at the darkest memories that stretch deep within the outline of her soul. For these are the ones that hold pain, that hold fear, that draw chaos and calls out to the endless. Her breaths deepen, then form into bare grasps as she struggles for air. It is not because she can not breathe. Humans have no wolves to protect their souls, therefore stealing them is rather effortless. She is a meal presented before the endless, a soul to take, pain, fear, and heartache just there-

“WELL, WELL, WELL—I'M GOING TO BE CHOOSING THE BEST COUPLE FOR TONIGHT’S SHOW TO COME GIVE US SOME SMOOOOTH MOVES.” This. This is what life outside Michael’s world feels like. I feel like I’ve been in chains for years. Even though I’m not completely free yet, nothing compares to this sense of liberation. “I SEE THEM! EVERYONE, MAKE WAY FOR THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DAMSEL IN L.A, THE LADY IN THE SHINY RED DRESS AND HER MAN IN A BLACK SUIT!!!” I turned around in search of the couple, but immediately froze the moment the light dropped on us.

After she had ran away from the pack, she didn’t expect to run so far into the territory of the Blood Moon pack. ‘It’s just my luck’ She frowned. What would she do if Blake agreed to the trade? She would have to return to her pack. She would have to continue being his doormat and he could continue being the arrogant, narcissist devil that she thought him to be. Alas, she had no other way out. Ruax had gotten a meeting arranged for that very evening. He was excited as a child, he could not wait to get his hands on that little stone. The hearthstone was usually acquired by huge packs as it would be used as a way to punish souls who did them wrong. They would trap the soul into the stone and it

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

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.

I never wanted him to know any of this or to hurt like this. The footage ended. On the giant screen, the white soul particles that had once represented the purest goodness completed their final mission. The brilliant light, radiant as stars, gradually dimmed. In the deathly silence that filled the plaza, the particles slowly dissolved into billions of golden specks. Like a gentle snow, they dispersed completely into the air. The last trace of my existence vanished from this world. "It was you all along!" Brody turned to Ellie and raised his hand. The sharp crack of the slap rang out. Ellie stared at him in disbelief, her composure shattering completely.