Mary Sue Black Souls Novels & Stories

Nothing, no scent, no sound, no sign that anyone had entered. A shaky breath escaped my lips as I clutched my pounding head. I staggered to my feet, guided only by the pale moonlight spilling through the window. My body felt like lead, weak, empty, and starving, my throat burned with dryness. I stumbled into the kitchen and drank water. I set the cup down, and that’s when it happened. A sharp, agonizing crack split through my bones, my knees buckled. No. Not again. I screamed as the shift overtook me, my bones twisting, reshaping, skin tearing. The black wolf emerged, ruthless and wild, trapping my soul behind its eyes.

Apparently, the experience was like having your soul sucked out of your body. The story of the Black Spirit imprisoned inside Diego Reed went way back before she was even born. The first Black Spirit host in Theronia, known as a Pnevma, was her grandmother, Lady Mord Kross, who could control that unstable Dark Energy. Legend had it that said she had lived years as a happy Pnevma because she was gifted. When her body became weak due to old age, the Black Spirit forced its way out of her and that’s how she passed away. Back then, Mord’s daughter Aaliyah was expecting a baby with the king. The spirit roamed the cities of Theronia for weeks causing destruction until Queen Aaliyah Reed and King

It’s like I stepped on the shattered pieces of her broken heart. I reached for my phone and texted Blake. I feel like I need his company. To: Blake can you please meet me at brown brick? Message sent! I took a cab and told the driver to drop me at Brown Brick. It's a small cafe and resto located in our town. When I arrived at the cafe, I already picked a table and ordered an iced coffee that I can drink while waiting for him.

Chapter 59: The Black Colored Soul AFTER Abbadon was sent to the punishment room, the black soul that was regaining its consciousness immediately got surrounded by the curious gods and goddesses. Why was her soul colored in black? That was the first question that came up in their minds the first moment they saw her. That was the first time they saw a pure, black soul that is why it made them all curious. Loraine, whose house was near the area where the ruckus happened, heard everything and also became one of the creatures who got curious about the said "black soul". She couldn't help but wonder how her soul became so black.

The darkness seeps from my fingertips and swirls around me. “You will accept the rejection or you will watch from a cage as I wage my war on everyone you love and hold dear. I queen Asteria, the first siren hereby reject you Carter Montgomery as my mate and king.” I say and he drops to his knees and Bitchany screams and moves to him. I laugh as he screams in pain as I inflict in on him and those on board this ship. My darkness move and wraps around him. It wraps around his throat as it tightens.

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

“WELL, WELL, WELL—I'M GOING TO BE CHOOSING THE BEST COUPLE FOR TONIGHT’S SHOW TO COME GIVE US SOME SMOOOOTH MOVES.” This. This is what life outside Michael’s world feels like. I feel like I’ve been in chains for years. Even though I’m not completely free yet, nothing compares to this sense of liberation. “I SEE THEM! EVERYONE, MAKE WAY FOR THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DAMSEL IN L.A, THE LADY IN THE SHINY RED DRESS AND HER MAN IN A BLACK SUIT!!!” I turned around in search of the couple, but immediately froze the moment the light dropped on us.

None of that seemed to exist in this place. “You haven’t killed me yet.” Maria commented, taking a look around his office. It was huge but despite what she had thought, it was extremely messy. She had expected an elegant royal look, as it was in her previous pack. “You thought I wouldn’t notice your scent? You’re mated to the Alpha of the Black Lake pack.” He turned a decorative globe in his hand.

I grew weak, drawing close to the darkness. I heard cries of my name and the wailing of sirens in a distance. Darkness finally consumed me, I had blacked out.

I raised my face and looked at him, with so much hatred and I was glad he felt the same way, I could see it in his eyes, the way he looked at me and how hard his face was. I kept my eyes on him and only had to shift my attention when I began feeling my wolf leap for joy. " What's that?" I silently asked myself. " He's Mate" she whispered. Mate? That can not be. The monster I was going to get married to was my mate? Why would the Moon Goddess be this unkind to me? I have not committed any offence at all. " Any questions?" The voice of the Council leader interrupted my thoughts. There was silence, no one said anything.