Maka X Soul Novels & Stories

"What did she tell you?" "She wants to meet you both in the soul realm. I can facilitate her meeting through my connection before she transitions to another realm," I explained. "Do you know how to access the soul realm?" Kai pressed. Nodding, I replied, "I previously summoned Xavier using chants from the ancient book, which brought his soul back. I'll need to revisit those chants to connect with the soul realm, but ensure both of you accompany me this time." "After the Luna Ceremony, we should attempt to enter the soul realm," Xavier proposed. I nodded in agreement, eager to meet Sia as well.

”Xyla knows about my identity and wants to rule out the possibility I’ll stop her from making a move on Ryleigh, so she could only swallow her pride and offer to endorse Soul to ensure I’ll choose not to intervene in her future plots.” Kennedy chuckled. “She thought you would value your company’s benefits more than anything else.” “What’s more, Soul is currently in development and needs to obtain more resources before it can arrive at a spot where Xyla’s international influence will be of use to the company.”

After she had ran away from the pack, she didn’t expect to run so far into the territory of the Blood Moon pack. ‘It’s just my luck’ She frowned. What would she do if Blake agreed to the trade? She would have to return to her pack. She would have to continue being his doormat and he could continue being the arrogant, narcissist devil that she thought him to be. Alas, she had no other way out. Ruax had gotten a meeting arranged for that very evening. He was excited as a child, he could not wait to get his hands on that little stone. The hearthstone was usually acquired by huge packs as it would be used as a way to punish souls who did them wrong. They would trap the soul into the stone and it

- Incompatible Souls: Made for each other -Caged: In the dark embrace of my saviour - Light in my Dark (Xaphan's Story) Keep smiling :-)

Thankfully, I had lasered my entire body, or I’d be walking around like a fucking hedgehog too. “We can watch a movie?” “No,” I sighed. “I am not watching another video tape made a thousand years ago.” Malachi shook his head and walked away, going back to his stupid music. “What is this even?” I asked, and he turned to look at me. “The music?” I rolled my eyes, “yes, dumbass, what else?” “It’s the best of soul. A CD, from the previous owner, I guess. Or whoever spent time here before we did.”

"I'm so stupid!" Soul-stride. A method Yeye had taught me was where you sit and focus your soul on leaving your body and roaming around like a ghost. It was a perfect method to spy on your enemies without alerting them. But you can't have the soul stay long in the mundane world, or it will never return.

My fucking traitorous soul recognized him, electricity coursing through me. My knees buckled and I found myself holding onto him tighter than necessary. Just as quickly as the warmth had enveloped me, it vanished immediately. I jerked away from Keagan, my cheeks burning with a mix of embarrassment and shame! Mate bonds could be so fucking annoying. I think I felt him more deeply this time because my soul was tethered to his because of my lack of a wolf. It was technically what the humans knew as soul mates. My soul was tethered to Keagan’s to create a mate bond due to my lack of a fucking wolf.

Ivy He was going to soul mark me. I remember vaguely sometime ago what a soul mark was. It was the deepest commitment two mates can have. It’s not just marking your mate’s body but rather marking her soul in a way that binds both the mates’s souls together for an eternity. As such, when one mate dies, the other mate is bound to die too because the pain tatters the soul in a way that couldn’t be survived.

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."

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.