Keeper Of Soul Novels & Stories

Where they beyond saving? “What is your new order? Miranda. Reason with me. If you won’t give me the artifacts to give the Lords then reason with me. Tell me what it is you mean to do. What will the guardians do?” “I will not tell you, I will not give you anything. I want only Sacha. I want you dead, and want out of this place!” He had never heard of a Guardian going mad. She had told me all I needed to know and Sacha would not survive it.

Asher agreed while stopping Darlenes hand that was now trying to undo the top button of his shirt. "I invited both of you here tonight so you could meet Stefen and Gustavo before we signed our contract Monday. These two are my most trusted confidantes. They will be the ones overseeing most of the cooporation since I will be too busy with other work matters." Michael stopped speaking as the bartender handed him a drink. He chugged it in one fell swoop before continuing. "While my men are under your wing they will be on their utmost behavior and will go along with anything you say."

“We have to destroy them all. It’s the only way to ensure our family’s safety.” As they deliberated their next move, a low rumble echoed through the cavern. The family froze, their eyes darting toward the entrance. From the shadows emerged a figure cloaked in black, their face obscured by a hood. “Who are you?” Wickham demanded, stepping protectively in front of Clara and the children. The figure raised a hand, revealing a glowing amulet that pulsed in time with the orb’s light. “I am the Keeper,” they said, their voice calm but commanding. “You have done well to make it this far, but your journey is not yet complete.”

She took my breath away. I only managed to break free from the spell when the stunning woman spoke. “Is he the new guy, Emmy?” Her sweet voice was like music to my ears. Though she was talking to Emmy, her eyes fixated on me. Her gaze was inquisitive, albeit more subtle than Emmy’s. It seemed Emmy and the pretty lady were acquainted. “Yes, he is. His name is Brook D’Amico. He’s highly educated and intellectually gifted.” Emmy paused and blinked before drawling.

the older man snapped his finger, "you're still alive, dead spirit doesn't have energy colour like yours." So the older man found a protection spell from gods, then he saw Henry's soul was still connected to the world, meaning he was still alive. Henry looked at the toes of his shoes which looked dirty with dust and mud, his heart was beating fast. He could feel the pulse in his neck and the pounding of his heart beating against his ribs. "I- I'm still alive?" "Maybe the answer you are looking for is your memory and where is your body now," Tania's father's statement made Henry's thoughts swirl and feelings mixed.

Because in the darkness, in a voice torn with anguish, he whispered the name that truly owned his soul: "Vivienne."

"Unfortunately, something changed. Belial managed to manipulate Greco's intentions, used him, and achieved his goals. Now he has power, but he doesn't have a body to help him wield and catalyze that power. Now he can kill us gods and get away with it because he has broken the balance in his quest for power. Now he has the tools to finally win." Selene frowned and clutched the amulet. “And what role does the soul keeper play?” my mate asked with concern. “The soul keeper has the power of the source of life, the first and only incorruptible magic,” said the Goddess, her gaze fixed on the amulet. "That amulet was lost since creation until Azael found it and gave it to the great white wolf, who

But deep down, I always felt like I didn't deserve any of this. How could someone like me—cast aside, forced to wash dishes to survive, and nearly trafficked to bear children for strangers—ever be good enough for Miles, who was a promising young researcher? But the funny thing was, even though I no longer remembered him, I couldn't help but fall for him again the moment I set my eyes on him. However, I finally saw the truth once those memories returned. He was the reason why I was in such a state! And now, he hadn't brought me back to make amends. He had only brought me back because he needed a test subject for the artificial kidney project.

The word falls from his mouth like a vow carved in stone, causing my heart pounds violently. “You would give up your life?” Nyxara presses. “Your freedom? Your future?” “Yes,” he repeats, voice raw. “If it means she lives.” Nyxara rises slowly. “There is a way,” she says. “I can anchor her soul to this place. Preserve her. Protect her.” Hope slams into Kael’s face like sunlight breaking through storm clouds. “But,” she adds, “you must take her place.” My blood turns to ice. “You will become the constant,” Nyxara continues. “The keeper. The one who watches as others enter and fail and die. You will remain here, bound to the Game, until someone worthy breaks it.”

I huff in defeat. “What do you mean?” Victor asks as he leans in from his chair. “Genesis wolves keep to themselves. They don’t normally talk to the human. I do know that she is an ancient soul from a long line of healing wolves. She keeps telling me my time will come. Whatever that means!” I start to get a little frustrated at the fact that she spoke with them but never wanted to with me. “Glad you guys got some info out of her; she won’t give me any. Unless I’m healing someone.”