Lost Souls Novels & Stories

"Pick up the traitor. We’re moving to the tower. If there is a stabilizer in that outpost, we find it. If not, we use Aidan’s blood to buy Sora another hour." They moved out across the Ashen Plain, three figures dragging a dying god toward a needle in the dark. The silence of the wasteland was absolute, broken only by the sound of their boots crunching on the bone-dry earth. Sora watched the sky, his black eyes reflecting the sunless clouds. He wasn't afraid of dying. He was afraid of what was coming back to fill the void. The Weeping Willow waited in the distance, a tomb of glass and steel. The first half of their journey was over, but the true awakening was only beginning.

His lover Greed hugged him as Lust tears fell from his eyes silently vowing to himself how he'll beat up that son of a bitch brother of his. . Before Sloth could even speak and Caius retort, the sky churned. Then— A shriek tore through the night. Followed by a million more. Shadows swarmed across the horizon like a tsunami of death. Wraiths. Tens of thousands. No.....millions or trillions of them. And among them, corrupted angels and rogue wolves twisted by Luna’s Grace. They slammed into the moon-chaos shield surrounding Casa Del Fierro. The barrier flashed violently with each impact—cracks spiderwebbing along its surface.

Something slashes across my chest, at first I did not understand but moments later the pain radiates through my body, as I look down at my chest deep crimson blood is flowing out fast and she laughs “I would never protect you, you are worthless, half breed!” She walks away, her words linger in my mind as I try and apply pressure to my own wounds. As Selene walks away TJ, Lowe and Atlas appear, grabbing her and disappearing before my eyes. Moments before they disappear I find TJ’s eyes across the training ground, she looks horrified at the pool of blood surrounding me.

Before he could say anything more, he watched Katherine collapse on the floor with a loud thud. A/N: Hey Readers!! First of all, sorry for not updating the chapter yesterday. I wanted to give you regular updates this week too but sadly, both my books, 'His lost love' and 'Doomed to love you' were stolen and illegally published on a pirate app Solnovel. I had a hectic day, informing my Editor, talking to my fellow authors and sending emails to those cheap apps.

It was a fantasy, a dream, a moment of solace in a world filled with uncertainty. The tears flowed freely, and I allowed myself to grieve for the life I had lost and the one that had become an enigma. The party continued inside, oblivious to my solitary musings, and I clung to the imaginary presence of Hayden, seeking answers and comfort in the darkness. The night wore on, and I remained in the garden, lost in my thoughts and the fantasy of Hayden's company. The secrets and mysteries of the Underworld loomed large, and I couldn't escape the feeling that the path I was on would only lead to more enigmatic revelations and unforeseen dangers.

"My father saved my life, and I won't live if he dies!" "I've been trapped by you for so many years, what did I do wrong in my last life to be tormented by you like this, damn woman, I should have torn you apart and eaten you long ago."Ulric snarled Suddenly I felt a shivering chill, and the wind blew the grass, making an eerie sound of whimpering salsa, and all at once an eerie cry began to emanate from around me, I appeared to see grim-faced black shadows floating in the air.

As the flames consumed him, he called out for Larz, his last breath a curse upon those who had condemned them to such a fate. Death should have been an escape, but for Larz and Akam, it was only the beginning of a new nightmare. Their souls found themselves drifting in a dark, twisted realm—an eternal void where lost souls writhed in torment. Time lost meaning as they floated, their anguish blending with the screams of others who had been wronged and betrayed in life. Then, in the suffocating darkness, a figure appeared—a shadowy entity with a voice like a serpent’s hiss and eyes that glowed with a malevolent light.

The atmosphere was charged with a sense of melancholy as if the very essence of Nyxterra was steeped in sorrow and regret. Days turned into weeks as she scoured Nyxterra for any sign of Elias. Each clue led her deeper into the heart of the world, revealing more of its dark, enigmatic nature. She encountered strange beings—phantom-like figures that seemed to drift in and out of existence, their forms barely distinguishable from the shadows around them. Some were lost souls, wandering the void of Nyxterra with no memory of their past lives. Others seemed to be guardians of the realm, watching her with inscrutable eyes.

Well, almost empty if not for us: Noah, Lowan, Maura, Cass, the arnis guy, another guy in a butler outfit, a girl in a maid's outfit holding a bow and arrow, a girl with a high ponytail equipped with a sword that looked like a katana, and me. There were three more beasts waiting for us on the yard. I bet the masked cosplayers were holding them off as the arnis dude came for us. The creature that chased us just emerged from the building entrance with an arrow on its head. We were surrounded by four beasts as huge as hippos. I didn't have any choice. I had to de-soul. De-souling is when I materialize my soul so that my body would be an empty vessel for the dark. Most people cannot de-soul so w

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.