Oblivion Souls Novels & Stories

Sophia replied, her voice clipped, a sharp blade in the dark. As Zero slammed the Enter key, Sophia felt the red mole at the corner of her eye ignite as if pierced by a red-hot iron. A torrent of chaotic, freezing code flooded her mind, a digital blizzard of memories and malice. It was the "Shadow"—the spectral grudge from her past life, weaponized by the algorithm—making its final, desperate struggle to overwrite her soul before the connection severed.

"At the time, I was dealing with a traitor. That man wasn't saying a line when he asked you for help. He was really begging for help. What you touched wasn't fake blood either. It was real blood." My eyes slowly widened, but Theodore continued. "When Nora pushed you in, I was planning to deal with you too because that involved family secrets. Outsiders couldn't be allowed to see it. The first thought that came to mind was… Which of the many islands in the Southern Isles should I send you to." I quickly shrank back and wrapped myself under the blanket.

He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?"

Caleb slowly crept closer while Leah happily took her place next to her mother, and as soon as they did she began her spell. Oh Goddess of love Oh Goddess of light Protect these two souls And give them clear sight Protect them from darkness And ones meaning them harm Let only peace surround them Let their souls remain calm Keep them from dangers Keep them from fright Keep them from things That lurk in the night So mote it be Caleb expected to feel fear yet a sense of calm overtook his soul as Amber completed her spell. He felt a lightness overtake him as he began to no longer fear the stranger, knowing that he would be kept safe from danger.

Kate tried to apologize. “Look Kate, it’s me Lara. I am in this jerk’s body” Kate finally said “It’s good you come clean. What did you do? Is this a revenge for what happened last time?” “Have you too met?” Kate asked, totally confused. “Look Kate, my name is Liam, Liam Browne, the heir of the Browne family. And I don’t know how the hell I am in this woman’s body. After an assassin tried to kill me, the next thing I know was I opened my eyes in your body” Liam stated, his feminine voice calmer than earlier.

The blood in the petals reacted, rising in red drops, swirling around her arm, sucking into her flesh. A tremor rang out from the earth. From deep below, the blood abyss shook. --- Inside the blood abyss, Lucien opened his eyes. Before him was an endless void of blood and souls, distorted faces, wailing calls echoing everywhere. Flows of memories rushed through like blades: war, betrayal, love, sin. He was lost among them, blind in the red night. “Evelyn!” he screamed. The call echoed back, lost, then dissipated like a strangled breath.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

****okay so last chapter Devon got a little frisky with Jennifer. This chapter is all about her and how her feelings for Jennifer developed. This chapter gives a whole new outlook to Soulmates but that is all I'm saying. You have to read in order to find out... Hehehehe enjoy**** Devon POV junior year of high school...

“I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.” Gray nods and offers Bo a wide grin. “Maybe. They’ll be a hell of a lot better than us if they do.” We all know the truth though. Lycanthropy is a curse. There is no way to control it. Not on the full moon. “Come,” Bo says, knocking me out of the dooming thought of our near future. He puts a hand on my back, lightly guiding me to start walking. “Alazaer is down by twin hills, waiting for the others to come back,” he tells us.

The woman nodded and left. Soul seeds were extremely rare thus can only be found in Ebilor, where a single soul tree lives, its golden seeds stayed on the soul tree and could only be plucked by the Merelf Elder who had imprinted with the tree. Only desperate times required soul seeds and knowing Naga had requested she buy the seeds meant her son's life was gravely endangered. *********