My Soul Thirsts For You 소설 & 이야기

The elusive sustenance she sought remained as distant as the moon that cast its pallor upon the landscape. In the throes of her solitude, Carla's strength waned, giving way to the gnawing hunger that hollowed her insides. The relentless thirst added an arid layer to her plight, as if the very essence of her being cried out for nourishment. Her steps became more uncertain, her resolve tested by the relentless demands of her body.

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.

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 !

Throes of Love 2 “Where are you taking me?” Isobel asked for the umpteenth time in anger. Angelo was ignoring her and there was nothing she hated more than being ignored. It irked her to no end. All she wanted was to let her brothers know she was safe and sound right now.

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.

We complete each other, yet we are incomplete. Our journey has been the most beautiful one, yet it’s our most painful loss to each other. I love your soul and all that completes you. You always said, “Your scars are my scars”, but your tears and pain are all mine. All of me is all of you. Although we cannot be there for each other, I promise to remember every word, every feeling, and every smile of yours.

Not seeing the person she wanted was bothering her more and more, she. "You're like a teenager, Seza. Enjoy the moment you're with. Your loved one will come now." Turning to Seza Hande and seeing her sarcastic expression, she got angry and approached him a little more. "You're so callous. I'm going to faint here. You're making fun of me. Let there be love. Of course, I will love you. When you are happy, I will see you too. May God show me those days, I will sacrifice."

He then proceeded to kiss my chest. I still cry. "Bryan, help me." I shouted many times. He laughed at that, his laugh had turned into a very scary laugh. "There's no Bryan here. Don't dream he'll save you." he said again. "Now, Zara Natusha Putri is completely mine." he whispered softly. Then he kept kissing me. I feel wet down there. I kept crying, saying Bryan's name. Hope Bryan comes to my aid. Instantly I was also unconscious.

It is the love that had me trapped like a prisoner, suffocated and full of betrayal ,it always left me to wonder. I wondered for a long time as my soul still roams the earth waiting to take what's mine. Revenge is what it seeks, and I will be waiting for the day we meet. I cannot care less how you feel, but know one thing, each time you have your meal, remember how my death was real. You and your little whore, killed my body but not my soul.