Infinity Soul Novels & Stories

I spluttered and gave him an accusing glare as I got up from the couch. “They need you on the blood moon, Abby. If they don't find you before then, their project would be a failure. All we have to do is disappear until after the blood moon,” he said as he got up and walked toward me. “What makes you so sure that they would stop looking for me after the blood moon?” I asked. “How do you even know about the blood moon?” He massaged his scalp and sat down. “I might sound crazy,” he said. “But I met an invincible dude in the woods when Mr. Gordon’s men went to find you in the woods. He said his name was Kelvin…”

The sheer, staggering magnitude of the sight stole the breath from Ava's lungs. Then, a profound understanding struck her. This was Atlas. Not the corrupted network Marcus had weaponized, not the invasive technology, and not the sterile laboratory experiments. This was the true foundation resting beneath everything—the sacred reservoir where every digitized human soul and emotional resonance eventually settled when freed from physical constraints. And directly among those countless, drifting lights, three specific stars glowed infinitely brighter than the rest. Daniel. Prototype One. Prototype Two. Three fractured souls, three incomplete lives, orbiting one another in a perpetual, agonizing

Then the emotions I've been waiting to feel since Antonio breathed his last hit me like a whiplash. My heart swelled with relief. I felt myself relax from the immense peace I was filling. I closed my eyes, keeping the sudden tears in them from falling. I could finally feel it. Hope. “I have every gut feeling and instinct telling me that was the goddess,” Lea sniffed, going through the exact emotional trip I was experiencing. “Yeah?” I suspected as much, there was nothing natural about that breeze. Funny because it's been windy all day. “Yeah.”

her mother said, “but that’s why you’re worthy. Only a true Luna doubts herself when choosing a mate—because she knows the weight of the decision. I’m proud of you. Both of you.” Lydia smiled at her mother warmly. From the pack house porch, Beta Kelvin waved. He looked freshly shaven and somewhat relaxed—more than Lydia had seen him since his wife’s death years ago. That loss had nearly destroyed him. He had broken down, wailing for days, nearly consumed by the mate bond. But they had all been there for him. Her mother, Thalia, had cared for him like family. She even cooked for him when he was locked in his room—even when Alpha Damon disapproved.

I just need a little space, a little fresh air before I go back. I jump a little as I feel a presence slide into the bar seat beside me, their energy is electric but I’m so drained I don’t even look up to see who they are. Then a smooth voice, deep, velvet perfection breaks through my pity party “Are you really here alone?” It’s like I’m hypnotised by it and I can’t help but look this time. My breath catches in my throat at the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Floppy dark hair that almost falls into his eyes, olive skin, an athletic physique, two perfect dimples either side of his captivating smile and the most incredible amber eyes you could imagine.

Her fin moving slowly from side to side. “What is happening?” I ask when Ione laughs and I move closer and see the meg has her eyes closed and is still. “She is my friend mommy, look.” She points and I see the golden light coming from Ione’s palm. She is calming her and giving her the love and positivity we all feel around her.

Augustine sat alone in a dimly lit room, the weak light from a single bulb casting long shadows on the walls. The air felt thick with tension as he stared at the monitor in front of him. His expression was hard to read, but the anticipation in the room was unmistakable, like the stillness before a storm.

With a steadying breath, Aqua placed her hands over her heart and concentrated, allowing her thoughts to drift like leaves carried on the wind. “Mom… Dad…” she whispered, her voice trembling yet resolute. “If you can hear me, please, I need you.” A tingling sensation enveloped her as the air thickened with energy, crackling around her like static electricity. The room dimmed, shadows shifting as if responding to her call. In that moment, she felt a pull—a gravitational force drawing her inward, deeper into the essence of the universe. “Let me hear you,” she urged, pouring her heart into her words. “I’m ready.”

“I think you’ve judged the situation wrong, Alpha. I am in no way a whipped puppy at her command. You can do as you wish with her. However, it seems I have a smaller, extra hearthstone that was broken off from the original. I believe it would serve your purpose, however, along with the girl, I want something else.” Ruax questioningly raised his eyebrow. “There was a breach in the realm yesterday. Someone had crossed the portal and entered here. I don’t trust them or their power. They cannot be allowed to live, not after being the only beings to cross the portal in well over a century. I believe they are in your possession? If you eliminate them, we have a deal.” “How many souls can this brok

He shoves the cellular phone at me and I hastily poke around until I have pulled up the picture gallery. The first photo stops me dead in my tracks. A light scar in her eyebrow, light freckles around her eyes and nose, heterochromia in one eye. The only difference is the little stud in her nose, the feathering of the hair, and the modern clothing. It is like looking at Elsie alive again. I pinch my nose bridge as I flip through the rest of the photos. Her graduation, random self shots, pictures of nature, plants...the plants. Elsie's love of nature, plants and the supernatural is what contributed to her demise.