Journey Of Souls Novels & Stories

I don't know how I am looking but with the horrid expressions on Alex and Joanna’s I may be looking like a fool and shit. “ E…E…Ezra, H..He…Is W…with…M..Mitchell.” I don't know how I uttered these words as my eyes are closing on their Accord and all I can see is blackness and their voices are absurd. I welcomed the darkness which was calling me and I happily welcomed it and kept falling and falling till I felt peace. “ Ezra Irwin is not only an addiction but also a parasite who will kill you even after you are dead and I hope I have met my death.”

For the very first time since his return to creation, the First Traveler revealed the true, unfiltered zenith of his power. The ancient, suffocating darkness beyond the Boundary shook violently. Suddenly, glowing, geometric pathways appeared beneath his feet—infinite roads stretching across the cosmos, infinite journeys charted through the dark, and infinite possibilities given structural form. It was the manifestation of every path ever taken by a living soul, and every path never taken. It was the primordial power of the First Journey—the very concept that had inspired Hope itself at the dawn of the world. Luca stared, his breath catching as the ancient light inside his own chest responded

The whiskey bottle sat just inches away from my grasp, but it felt so distant. Too far. I stretched my hand toward it, but my fingers barely brushed against the glass before my eyelids grew heavy. My body sank deeper into the couch, and my vision faded into darkness. «»«»«»«»«»«»«»«» I woke up to a pounding headache and an insistent knock at my door. Each knock sent another sharp throb through my skull, making the headache even worse. Groaning, I dragged myself off the couch and shuffled toward the door, eyes still half-closed. Without thinking, I pulled it open.

the sleeper cells planted the bomb as it detonated the place came crashing down and the explosion distroyed everything even my only leaving family in this world Alex, my love as I still loved her, I was never shot by a bullet my spine got injured in the blast, at their diying moments they only had one wish that is for me to take care fo their son like if he was my own and I fainted I had serious ingury in my spine and brain to escape the horrors of loosing my loved once again I totally removed them from my mind, I had taken the persona and thought that I was the one who married Mary, I thought I was Brendan's father I created a world for my self to escape from every thing from my past, when

Amber went all out and set up a special ritual for Leah’s birthday. It would be a celebration of her life and a spiritual rite of passage to her future. She had saged one of the rooms in the back of her store and laid out an altar in it. The altar sat upon a low black wooden table. The red silk cloth hung over the edges and upon it lay crystals, sage, moon water, and a scrying bowl.

My shattered dream Many people in this world ask for love or wanted to be loved. But it is hard to find the right one who truly loves us and who truly values us. What will you do if his happiness is no longer include you? Will you able to love again or bury yourself in sadness? This story is written for every one of us who craves love or be loved by someone else. Let us find our way on this "A journey to forever." Let us find our true love and peace that we've been dreaming of for a long period of time.

A year since that day I ran away from home and decided to die on an island. I had the perfect idea of the perfect death. It was not unsuccessful. In fact, the lost soul, Brieanna died and is still submerged down the ocean floor. I never retrieved my backpack, it's my grave.

I know exactly what I'm going to do I just need to run it pass Zeus, the Alpha, and Luna. VENUS P.O.V........ He just stood there lost in thought and confusion as I walked away. A little part of me felt awful. But after hearing what the moon goddess said I knew it was the right thing. Who and what I am. Those words kept repeating in my brain over and over again. Not because I'm surprised but because I knew there was more to me. I have always felt like I was ment to do something of a higher purpose. That was the reason I was traveling for a year. I knew my journey and answers would start in Greece. From there I had no idea. I somehow knew I would be led in the direction I needed. It was as i

That deal was his father and that family… He had consoled himself by saying that nothing could be worse than this, but his current situation was looking for his old self! one He closed his eyes. While his father's words rang in his mind, the words they read flashed before his eyes... How could a father do such a thing and pay the price for it himself. He would now pay for the mistakes of his ancestors in the past… He opened his eyes. He looked at the vast earth. This time, it wasn't the arid lands he saw. This time he saw nothing. It was just helplessness he felt... It was a helplessness beyond the helplessness he thought he was living in his life... This was not desperation... It was

Though the road ahead remained veiled in uncertainty, Hellen clung to the belief that amidst the new beginning awaited the solace and serenity she so ardently sought—a sanctuary where she could finally heal and reclaim the essence of her own life. Embarking on her journey, Hellen felt the weight of her past but also carried a fervent aspiration for redemption and inner healing. Each step forward symbolized a deliberate stride toward these aspirations—a pilgrimage aimed at reconciling her spirit and finding redemption from the turmoil that had beset her life. With every passing day, her journey became more than a physical passage; it transformed into a profound quest for inner peace. She soug