Justin Soul Eater Novels & Stories

Justin raised the pipe, his knuckles white, and stared them down while thinking "my regret is not having to eat the foods I had in a list at home" The horde closed in, leaving Justin’s defiant silhouette standing tall against the tide of death.

She shouted "shit, its burned out" "What?? Your heart or my love? " Rakesh said so. "It's fish frying pan!" while tapping on her forehead. "If we could not quench our hunger, both of our love and hearts will burn out" she said sarcastically. "It's Good, at least we would be called mates in hunger times" Rakesh started packing his violin in black case the way any mother was treated, her child carefully with love. Payal was reading his sad face silently as some kid is sad after his toy.

A painful throb lashed against his chest and she thought she would lose her stability. Dylan just exclaimed as his beta let out a grunt of pain and something else. Louva, Steicer and Mikhail entered the kitchen before the sound, but stopped in their tracks at the scene, as she released him and wiped the blood with the back of her hand. The remains on his lips licked them with the tip of his tongue and then the one that had ended in his hand. It tasted better than all the food she had digested that had barely quenched his hunger. Cristian caught her gaze. Their orbs had shifted and tension rose within the four walls. The four leftovers were just limited to seeing what happened, but during tha

Everything disappeared from my sight, leaving only blinding white light, which scorched my eyes. ‘’You are being punished for playing with the power which should never be in human hands. Your hun* souls will be cursed, and you won’t be able to find peace. You will be cursed to repeat your miserable life while the other parts of your soul die in great misfortune unable to find happiness both in life and death.’’ The dread coming from these words was enough to make me forget the horrible pain. This sounded so familiar but, at the same time, so strange. I didn’t have time to think, though. The pain slowly disappeared together with the lighting, and somebody’s voice was floating in my mind.

Justin rolled his eyes and continued. “Spirits of the dead we need your presence. Open the tunnel that will lead us to your essence.” Nothing happened. Justin remembered he had to say it with belief. He cleared his throat and said it again. "Spirits of the dead, we need your presence. Open the tunnel that will lead us to your essence." The ground shook under their feet. The shake was so vibrant and strong, it made them fall. They fell to their feet as the ground shook more and more.

I suppose this is all poor people could afford. Meanwhile, Luna retorted in irritation, "Can't you see we're eating?" Justin examined the food in bewilderment. "How could you be so degenerate? These things are just..." The food Luna was eating looked repulsive to him, so Justin couldn't even Imagine eating them.

~sigh "Humor in the face of death… that's quite a resilient trait you've got Instructor Maira! Unfortunately, this is not your military camp. And I swear to god, I will tear off your limbs if more rubbish comes out of your mouth." "..." Maira looked at the giant vein popping out of his forehead and shut her mouth. She took another quick peek at Nakiya and Agenor who were sticking extremely close to her. She also tried to catch a glimpse of whatever was happening on the crater. "My name is Justin. I'm White clan's party leader and you can peek as much as you want but it's not gonna change anything. That Guardian is still alive. Now drop all of your Soul Armas on the ground and raise your arm

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.”

We didn’t stop running until our lungs burned and the horrifying presence finally faded behind us, leaving us breathless and terrified in the oppressive silence of the God-Eater’s Maw. The cold burrowed deeper, past bone, past the marrow, sinking its icy tendrils into the core of my being. The void wasn't just gnawing anymore; it was gulping, devouring chunks of me with each passing moment. Twenty-four hours. Justin's grim pronouncement echoed in the chilling silence of the Maw. One-third of my time was gone. One-third of me was gone.

"Justin Reigns, you are under arrest for stealing my heart and soul."Justin heard the ever sweetest voice ring in his ears. A huge smile plastered on his handsome face. Her words were sweet like honey making his whole body smell of sweetness. Her voice resembled a sweet melody played by a zither creating a sweet cello.