Keeper Of Soul Novels & Stories

It simply folded its limbs into a crouching position. "You wished to know our purpose, " it said. "Very well. We are the Keepers of the Shore. The guardians of this reality.. You, travelers from, beyond the veil..." Its reflective eyes gleamed with something that might have been hope or fear or both. "You have brought us something we have not seen in ten thousand years." "A challenge, " another voice said. It was hard to tell where the voice came from. "The Crucibles mark on your son's soul. The Keepers echo in the fathers hands.. The question that has been on our minds since the First Fracture..."

Nobody had possessed the grace to look past the widespread destruction, past the rampaging monster, and past the existential fear to see the agonizing hurt buried underneath. Aurora began crying openly, her silver light pulsing softly. Suddenly, she understood the architecture of the beginning. The Keeper was not a warrior destined to tilt the scales, nor were they a ruler meant to command the gods. The Keeper was a witness. They were the guardian of primordial balance, the one tasked with remembering what everyone else forgot. Including forgiveness. Luca stood at the dead center of the Source, watching, listening, and learning as the ancient truths settled into his mind.

“I’m the Keeper. The one who bound you. And now, I’m here to finish it.” Lucian growled, blade raised, but the man raised his staff, and the pass shifted—walls closing, sky darkening, the ground splitting to reveal a chasm, glowing with that sickly light. From it came a sound—a hum, a chant, her voice weaving through it, calling me. “You can’t stop her,” the Keeper said, his eyes on me. “But you can join her. Be whole.”

Aria felt warmth flood her mind. **“You carry not just life. You carry memories. The line of soul-walkers. The blood of the first light.”** Aria gasped. “You mean” But the dream collapsed into shadow. She woke with a start, breath ragged. And the rune on her neck was glowing brighter than ever. The next morning, the elders met her outside the healing tent. Vaerun’s old scroll had been found buried deep in the roots of the Bone Tree. It spoke of *The Keeper* a soul-bearer marked in blood and light, destined to choose between rebirth and erasure.

“It’s been so long, Morgana.” “Selene,” Morgana whispered, her voice shaking. Kade frowned and tightened his grip on the sword. “Who the hell is Selene?” “She's…” Morgana faltered, still staring at the woman. “She’s a Keeper. A guardian of the Veil.” Selene smiled but shook her head as she tilted it. “I prefer to be called a ‘shepherd.’ I guide lost souls to their rightful places. And you’ve stolen one.” Kade immediately recognized her. Selena was the woman they seemed when they wanted to defeat Roman and she led them to the relic. Yes, it is her alright but her face is different now. “I remember you” he shouted.

Kalder pulled down the roller door, shutting them inside the warehouse. The industrial neighborhood lay quiet before dawn—just how he liked it. He needed to focus on his business, not the pretty fisheri princess who took up most of his thoughts. Galene was a mystery he couldn't solve, and unlike any pod members he'd ever met. She now hung out with a large human who hovered by her side like a feral guard dog. Except there was something more to the large man that Kalder couldn't pin down. He wasn't a fisheri, and he almost didn't seem human. Who was Galene's champion defender? And why did he get on Kalder's last nerve?

"The Reaper, The Keeper, and The Darkness. You sure were a busy woman while I was locked up, weren’t you, Elara? You left me behind to be tortured. Meanwhile, everyone is fighting to fuck you or for the chance to kill you.” “The Keeper,” I repeated, ignoring her bitter jabs. We would fight about that later, but for now, I wanted to know everything she did. "Who is the keeper? Is that who you think was trying to keep me away from the pond...the source?" “Hm,” Sarah hummed in agreement, sounding disoriented, like she had been drinking as she closed her eyes. Whatever she had witnessed while she was locked up, and wherever her mind was taking her now, was not to a place I could even try to unde

the keeper said as he walks round Nina "From the cruel death of your parents to your forceful marriage and finally to your mate's rejection" He shakes his head "That is really terrible for someone so beautiful and sweet like you,dear" he tucks her hair behind her ears,Nina moves away. Aiden's eyes becomes red "How did you..know all this?" Nina questioned Alicia shakes her head "Nina,he is the keeper of the place you're in.Do not listen to him.He will take control of your soul and you will not be able to leave!" The man stares at the air and then back to Nina

Not when I’ve already lost so much. The Keeper takes a step closer, the sound of his feet dragging across the ground sending chills through my spine. “The rules are simple. You can free him, but there is a price. The sacrifice must be made. Choose another soul to take his place, or his torment continues. It is the only way.” I feel a cold sweat bead on my forehead, but I keep my eyes fixed on the Keeper. His words are a poison, a temptation to make me choose. To make me break.

I said as I meet his eyes and I saw the glint of sadness and loneliness as he smiled at me and then turned around to gather his things. When he took his leave, I sat there looking at Cassidy, and for a moment, I let myself feel the familiar sadness and loneliness. Regretting my decision and wish that I could spend more days with Devon, as me, as Hannah, and not us someone else. Suddenly, I felt my heart aching, Lucy's heart seemed to stop beating. I grabbed the arms of the chair as I gasp for air. I breathe in deeply and I calmed for a bit. "Damn, this body is weak. I need to do something fast." I got my mom's phone from her purse and searched for possession of dead bodies. I was horrified b