Our Souls At Night Novels & Stories

They spun slowly to form intricate patterns and pulsed in time with my heartbeat. I murmured with a low but deliberate voice, "Marination of souls." The moment i said that, green power mists gushed out of the ground and spread like liquid smoke. It slithered into the flytraps and wrapped around the trapped soul, constricting them until the souls started screaming. "What are you doing to us!" one of the soul of the dead soldiers cried with his voice echoing through the dark. I didn’t answer. I just continued forming more hand signs faster than I used to. My sleeves fluttered from the spiritual wind building around me.

So, follow the supernatural world, between changes, attacks of beasts and supernatural worlds, lives of terror and nightmares. So, come and follow your fears and mysteries in the midst of a great turnaround of events, between victims, the police and the crimes of the night, monsters and beasts of the underworld, beings of darkness that prowl the night. Between disappearances, supernatural beings, revenge of spirits, tales of death and rebirth, tracing a line from the world of darkness, the lands of rain... 22 hours at night. It was the dark New Year's Eve, the weekend night during All Saints' Day.

"They won't get within a hundred miles of this city. If the Coven wants to rise, they will do it over the bodies of the entire Northern host." I looked at the scroll, then at the map. The mid-winter solstice was the time of the longest night—the night where the veil between the surface and the deep dark was at its thinnest. I had thought the war ended when we broke their machines, but I realized now that the machines were just the distraction. The real war was for the soul of the continent.

It was Louis's turn to shudder, realizing Danny's soul had risen fully to the occasion, slithering over and down to his seeping shaft. "My Danny, my soul… Oh God, the things you do to me!" he groaned. The air around them began to freeze as both boys felt their souls emerge from within them. Louis flung his head back and away from Danny as he felt his lover's soul squeeze his erection tight then loosened a bit to pump along his length. It was like Danny was touching him there but in fact, he wasn’t and his soul responded to Danny's devilish smile. The bed began to shake. The silken gold curtains flew about and the air they delivered sent shivers down their spines. The glow from the full moon

ABBY {Monday, 3 days after the blood moon} “You may ignore me. You may hide from me. But you won’t be able to avoid me. What chance do you stand against Kismet? I’m coming for you, Abby. We are bound to each other,” Anthony Gordon whispered as he appeared in my dream.

What the hell is going on? “I’ll let the bank know we have to reschedule,” Lucas says when we get closer to my house. “No, we’re going. We still have time, right?” “Yes, our appointment is in twenty minutes.” “I’ll take a fast shower, and then we’re going to our appointment.” Lucas steps in front of me, looking into my eyes. “There are demons in your backyard.” “Yeah, but they’re dead now.” I take Lucas’s hand, which is covered in dried blood. “I’m not letting scrapper demons stop us from getting our house together. I know normal is relative, but we’re doing this one normal thing together tonight.”

I murmured to myself as Nocturnus’s mark pulsed against my skin. With the last soul imprisoned, Rhea and I prepared to return. The portal glowed again, and I felt a wave of dark energy surround us, ready to transport us back to the shadowed realm. The Deity stepped away in satisfaction, filling the fountains with the newly captured souls. They shimmered as they touched the water, which quickly turned dark, corrupted by the malevolent presence. "I love them fresh. Have you ever bathed in souls? It’s invigorating." Sora smiled coldly, leaving the area with an aura of satisfaction.

M O N G R E L 🌷 1888 "The dark night of the soul comes just before revelation. When everything is lost, and all seems darkness, then comes the new life and all that is needed." It was the dark stormy night when black swallowed everything. There was no source of light, except the round golden moon. A gust of wind carried the flavour of smoke and blood across the village.

I tell him and he nods. “Am glad we have an understanding and I think from now on. You and I will get along fine. Now, do you remember what I said if something like this happens again?” I asked him. “Yes, I remember.” He answers, his face is white as snow, and I can see that he is in a lot of pain. Poor man. “Good, Fingers, drive him to the nearest hospital and leave him there,” I tell him and get out of the cold room. I met Souls just as I am headed to the shower, they call him Souls because he enjoys watching people as their souls leave their bodies when they die. Creepy I know but this is the bratva world, the world of weird stuff, blood, drug, and money.

So, why do we even need souls? But ... wait ... if we have no soul? Where do dead vampires go? "Where do vampires go when they die?" Azrael smiled devilishly as he dropped, "Hell."