Lost Souls Novels & Stories

she knew it, so she lured him with another offer. "Here's the thing Jon. We are going to use that to disguise ourselves as tourists. Well, we really are, but," she paused and walked closer to him. "We are going around with that, in such a way that we may be able to peek at some suites, in case we may see a sign of Vivian." He put down the cup of coffee and replied to her, "That would be a good idea." He went in, grabbed his binoculars and went with her. They enjoyed the sea, Jon was driving the jetski as Stephanie held the binoculars. They roamed around for a few minutes, giggling as they enjoyed the crystal clear blue waters. However, the fun broke when Stephanie's mood changed. "Jonathan?

The grim reaper opened his hand and showed them the Tartarus and the never-ending sufferings of trapped souls along with Soleira, the spirit that creates the never ending illusion of grief, betrayal and sufferings. Joshua is about to speak when it turns into a crow and flies again. They headed back to the party. None of them are making noise because their mind had clouded with the thing that the crow had told them. Julia glanced at Joshua, whose eyes are staring blankly on the spot of the game while watching the players of the toilet wrapping paper game.

I HAVE BEEN CALLING YOU FROM LAST TWO DAYS! K- jeez! Dont shout i am here! S- Now explain! I literally went to full baboon rampage! I went to your house and you weren't there, i went to your neighbor's house and you weren't there too, so where are you? K- Would you let me explain? First of all that elena and john are dead, it turns our that they kidnapped me and right now i am in freaking ITALY LIVING IN A FREAKING CASTLE.

Pressing my lips into a thin line, I hugged my arms, we were surrounded by fog, and it was getting cold, “I— I just wanted to know what it was, I've never seen anything like it,” “Earlier Stefan referred it as the river of lost souls, he wasn't speaking figuratively,” Damon mumbled. “They are souls,” I whispered, peeking over the rim again, this time I could see them more clearly, they had faces. “How did they end up here, isn't Hell suppose to torment your soul?” “Lilith III,” Charon mumbled, “That's your name?”

The thought gave her chills, like one of those creepy lifeless dolls that would fix you with their dead stare wherever you went in the room. 'Where did that doll memory come from?' she wondered. 'A movie perhaps.' The world, as it was now, did not have many dolls, if indeed any. Most of the relics from the old world were destroyed. But the movies had survived, in the form of code, all available via the AI chips in the brains of the survivors. Not that Miaka had much time for movies. Through the haze of brightness, she saw one of the sleek robotic warriors step out of line and twist to face her.

“No, silly, they’re very common. Every household has them – women do it mostly, consulting on minor things to figure out the near future, help make small decisions, find lost things.” “Lost things,” Anton murmurs, coming to the floor too and peering at the supplies – a bit of twine, several differently colored rocks, a few very small white sticks that I suspect are animal bones, and then three tiny metal loops – gold, silver, and pewter. “Like…souls, lost in the Deadlands?” “Oh, I mean, I’ve never tried that,” Laila says, her voice a little breathless and reverent. “But…we could try? I mean, the casting can’t be very different, can it?”

I opened the wardrobe and took out a fresh new pair of nightware cloth, I wore it as I climb the bed carefully, I brought Amelia’s body close to me, I love the feeling of her body next to me, her hair smells like coconut I love it, she stir then finally stayed still, her head was resting on my chest and her palm on my chest also the sight alone makes my heart flutter, I stroke hair for sometime, she’s my queen, my future wife and Luna, I will protect her, I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling of her. I was woken up by Andrea calling me through the mind link, what’s the matter I interpreted back to him, someone died and they were killed, what do you mean killed I asked, the deceased family we

Zhask fell gently into my hands and I was horrified when I heard gunshots in the room but it seemed so far away now. The swirling light was taking me somewhere far away and I saw Elvon jumping towards us too. I couldn't find Lylion and I had no idea if he ever survived those gunshots. But as we turned in a daze inside the white swirling light, I caught a glimpse of his back at us, and another person diving in after us screaming. Was it Mark or Adam? I didn't know. I couldn't be so sure. And my head felt so dizzy now that I couldn't think properly anymore. I closed my eyes and tried to feel Zhask in my hands.

Many innocent young boys had lost their lives to the ambitions of tycoons who couldn’t get enough of wealth. My heart vibrated with joy every time I heard a boy say that his area was free. I advanced to the luxury cabin of the ship and Frank walked to the top deck. It was far too quiet. I was hoping to find the two wounded and not dead. I wanted to see Kevin and his clan’s crime-filled era finally come to an end. I walked into the booth to find only Luke and a half-naked lady. The woman was tucked into a corner, shaking like a wart, and Luke was lying on the ground. The rest of the room appeared to be clean.

Chapter 19 Third POV Solas stood cloaked in the shadows, his eyes fixed on Elara as she dragged herself across the cold stone floor. Her movements were slow, every step labored as though the weight of the world was pressing down on her frail body. The air around her hung thick with despair, her once vibrant aura now dulled to a mere flicker of its former self. He could see the lines of exhaustion etched into her face, the way her shoulders slumped as if the burden of survival had become too much to bear.