Kris Rips Out Soul Novels & Stories

Drawn towards the current momentum, I ignored these people and focused on the couple. When Cris sang the last chorus, he walked towards Trish and took her hand. Trish's tears were already trickling down her cheeks as Cris led her to the center. Being onion-skinned as I was, my eyes immediately got wet as I watched her smiling with tears streaming down her face.

Kris asked joining us . He sat next to Sergio clad in a sweat shirt and pants . " Yup ....I guess by tomorrow the video would be off air ..." Sergio said and Kris looked at him like he'd grown ten heads . " Wait how's that possible ? You sound Quiet confident " he asked Sergio . " Well because I am confident" he said and excused the both of us . " How's Fred ? Kris asked with concern . " He's sleeping ,it's just so sad to see him in that state Kris ...Rico has always been a strong man ....this was his breaking point ..." I said and Kris fell silent .

I was feeling the pain of the sprinkles of holy water being thrown at me, it's like glass cutting through my flesh. I was wailing with pain as every words written in that stupid bible cuts my insides, I can feel my bile rising up my stomach as I vomit brownish green fluids out. I can feel myself weakening. It's as if my soul is being cast out of Cassidy's body.

Later that night, Callista quietly disengaged herself from my arms. She picked up my phone and began searching through my photo album. She was trying to find the video I had recorded of Jeffrey operating on the patient. However, when she had gone through all the videos on my phone, she froze. When Elise left the house, I had sent a private detective to follow her. I had engaged him for a huge sum of money. As I had expected, she had gone out on a date with Jeffrey.

I drove my car at a speed I have never driven, my eyes are blurred due to the tears. I can't see the road properly but I felt choked standing there in the parking lot after seeing Ezra and Mitchell making out. How can he do this to me? Why? He just discarded me after taking my virginity. He didn't deserve any of my love, my body, and my soul. Ezra Irwin successfully broke me completely today. I will never forgive him for what he did just after sleeping with me. I was a fool always forgiving him and submitting to him but now it's time to show him that he can't control me anymore.

"If you had said that earlier, I would have arranged the driver. I will not wait for you at the door like your driver. I will not sit in the same restaurant with your teenage friends! All I have to do is drop you off. How you come, it's up to you!" As Nesrin's face turned pale, she looked at the restaurant. The team were sitting at side-by-side tables, talking. It would take hours to get out of the meal and go to the mansion, and he couldn't say "leave me" to anyone. The mansion and this place were in opposite places. She would either attend that dinner or go home with Kerem. His short thoughts and his last look at Kerem. She sighed when she saw Kerem's unbroken expression while it all laste

She woke up and heard someone near her crying softly. Almost like they were trying not to cry. Her mind was hazy and she tried to think of what had happened. Where was she? Why was she here? Who is crying? " Please....Please don't hate me." Came a very soft gentle voice. Then it was gone and so was the crying. The whole room was now silent.

And not only that, I could understand the words in it too. "You're a genius Linda." I said. I collected the book from Linda and read it. "Use the mermaid tears to bring your friends back to life." I read. "Where is it?" Linda asked and I got it out, handed her the book and rushed to Pablo and Freddy. To my surprise I could actually touch their souls. I pour some of the mermaid tears in my palm and rubbed it on both their heads. They stopped whaling and they slipped from the chains.

That mechanical voice kept ringing out, sounding like a judgment from Death itself. [Due to contract termination, the leg recovery reward issued to Samuel Hudson—the target—is now permanently rescinded.] "W-What—" Samuel felt a sharp, ripping agony tearing through his knees before he could even understand what was happening. Samuel's legs instantly gave out beneath him, accompanied by the sickening crunch of bones breaking and nerves severing. He screamed in agony and collapsed heavily to the floor, landing on his knees right before Stella's lifeless corpse.

Tardrain grabbed his wheelchair armrest and rolled forward, intentionally crushing Paulo’s foot beneath the wheel. The sickening crunch of bone under the weight was audible, but Tardrain felt only twisted satisfaction. “Ughh!” Paulo let out a blood-curdling scream, eyes shut in agony as he hopped on one foot, clamping his mouth to stifle the moan. “Leave my room,” Tardrain ordered, facing the mirror to stare at his reflection. Paulo nodded helplessly, tears streaming down his chin, and began hobbling away. “Come back here.” Tardrain’s sharp voice froze him mid-step. Paulo turned, glancing fearfully. “Clean up this mess,” Tardrain said, gesturing to the shattered flower vase on the floor.