Novel & Cerita My Soul Thirsts For You

The souls inside me pulsed in agreement, hungry for completion, eager for the final piece that would make us whole. Just one more death. Just one more scream. Just one more soul between me and divinity. Tomorrow couldn't come fast enough.

Or was this some sort of ritual before I got killed? I stared at the vast land around. The memories of my parents began flooding my brain. My elder brothers, my cats, I missed them but they were all gone. The only person I had left was Samia. I was the only person she had too. Whatever happens, I have to find a way to escape this civilization. If we don't then I vow to burn their existence to ashes. They already took a lot from us, from me! Someone has to give them the taste of their medicine and I was going to be the one!

“Power doesn’t belong. It returns.” “Funny,” I said, stepping forward, “because mine seems pretty content where it is.” Her face darkened. The night rippled around her like an echo. “I have been starving for centuries,” she said quietly. “Do you have any idea what that feels like? To hunger for your own soul? To remember love and not be able to taste it?” There it was — the sorrow. The grief beneath the rage. It almost made me pity her. Almost. “Maybe if you hadn’t fed on innocents,” I said, “you’d still have your soul.”

I reached for my phone; * Three missed calls from Kim Kim: sorry babe. I got the call from Joshua but I was already on my date. I'll tell you all about it In the morning. Love you. I sighed. I was all alone in this place. This isn't the time to sulk heather, gather all your strength. Georgio wishes he was the least of my problems right now. I couldn't stop thinking about him, the bartender. I needed to end things, once and for all. I mustered up the courage to text.

These hunters will turn the world upside down if only to find her and get the coveted prize. "Yaya, I'm going to the gym. Don't cook dinner for me. I'm just going to grab something to eat at the nearby resto when I conclude my workout." “Sure Ma’am. I understand.” Stressed from a long day's work, she chose to unwind and let go of some steam. This is her habitual way of getting rid of the toxins in her body. In her reckoning, the sweat that flows out of her pores drives away the microorganisms that have clung to her. Aside from her exercise routine in the gym, she believes that tonight is special. It is forecast that a full moon will be rising from the East. It is time to go hunting and quenc

The bartender, a black young man in his late twenties looked up, startled for a second, not because she was familiar, but because she looked like a vision carved from heartbreak and poise. “What can I get you, Ma'am?” he asked. She smiled faintly. “Something strong.” He nodded, reached for a bottle of amber liquor, and poured. “Whiskey neat?” She didn’t blink. “Make it double.” The first sip burned her throat. The second warmed her chest. By the third, she felt the room blur softly around the edges, the noise, the light, the music, all of it blending into a quiet hum that numbed the ache inside her.

She seems to huff, angry we didn't follow the unknown plan. Moon rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. Somehow I scrape up all my might and words spill from my mouth. "What about the um...gold goop?" I ask, covering my stomach. Feeling exposed and vulnerable. The first original sister takes over once more. "Your soul yearns for the other and will do anything to be with the other during ascending. Therefore it will leak from your body, searching for one another." I shiver at just the thought. My soul was leaking from my body. In search of the man that I was working my hardest to get away from.

Soon another thought clouded her mind with doubts. Give me the sky and I'll paint it blue, Give me the earth and I'll paint it red, I'm the goddess of my own soul, Give me the love and I'll paint you aglow... All Hearts !

They writhed and slithered before us, but didn’t reply. A soul crushing weight pounded down on my chest as I struggled to get any singular word to flow from my mouth. “Rayne, darling… I need you to fight. I need you to pull yourself out of whatever cavern you are in, and make your way back to me. I swear if you don’t, I’ll come in there and pull you out myself. I won’t rest until I have successfully retrieved your soul from whatever hell you are currently in… I need you… please…”

Her legs wrap around my waist and her hips meet mine in a passionate rhythm. She lets out a soft sob and I look down at her. She wasn't crying because of pain, but of pleasure. I felt it too, the intimate connection between us, a connection I never felt with Jess. I loved her, yes, but this feeling was different. It felt as if my soul was blending with Kelly's, as if it were two pieces of a puzzle coming together. Tears roll down both our cheeks and I kiss her passionately. Her hands grasp at my short hair as she moans through her sobs. Moments later we came in unison and it was the best orgasm I ever had with someone else.