Our Souls In Time Dramione Novels & Stories

“Then how did a dead man with silver eyes send a bleeding child to your front door?” “He didn’t.” “Then who did?” “The ones who followed him. The ones who believed he was the rightful heir to the Kaine line.” “And what do they want?” He looked me directly in the eyes. “You.” My throat closed. “Why?” I whispered. Drayan answered this time. “Because Drael believed the old stories,” he said. “The ones about reincarnation. Blood memory. Twin souls bound across centuries.” I stared at him. Then at Malrik.

Zander snarled, his irritation evident. "Selena, you have to believe me. I'm speaking the truth. You were my queen, Arabella, in your past life, and we are soulmates destined to be together in every life. Fate has led us to meet again, and you're here before me after I searched for you all over the world," Damon revealed unexpectedly, his words hanging in the air. "Damon, I'm not sure I understand what you're saying, but I don't sense any kind of connection with you," I said, my head shaking in confusion as I addressed him.

He was smiling, yet his eyes were filled with coldness. I could feel my emotions start to blind me before I chuckled bitterly. "I, Dameta, the seventh daughter of the Moon Goddess, am the Goddess of Time, who shall return to the moment before Demetrius killed Ingram." I cast my incantation just before Demetrius could react. "No!" he said furiously, using his wolf speed to reach me. But I watched as the time reversed and I returned to the moment I was in the celestial realm with Papa, where he had just found out Mother was behind him.

One Hour Later:- "Found anything else?", Damon asked flipping through the ledger again. Zia shook her head no as she munched on a sandwich. "Let me see your timelines", She asked instead and Damon reached into his bag and bought out two sets of papers. He handed both over." One is from Royal, the other one is mine, I just wanted to put into perception of what happened after he stopped writing". "Mmmh", Zia nodded then picked up the one Namjoon made." I know you and Sebestian came from the center but why is there another two names here? One of them being the human?"

That year, I fell in love. I watch as the stars glow and the wind howled. It's as if I'm still here, body, mind, and soul. Even in the afterlife, he has so much of me. Does he even think of me? When he learned of my demise, did he even shed a tear? I shook my head as memories start to flood all over again. Flashes of our days together, me and Devon running down the stairs of the school's fire exit so he could kiss me deeply and whisper things like, "God you're so beautiful Hannah, I'm so crazy for you..." and I would kiss him back with the same need and passion because I felt it. He was beautiful, magnificent, he was my soulmate...but, why am I alone now? Cold and dead and he was there slumb

She questioned, overcome with tears of joy seeing that man was actually there in the flesh. “Marcel… I need you to listen to me carefully… my time is running out… I can’t be in this world much longer.” Just as with their previous encounter, the boy was in a rush to explain things. “Time is running out? Does that mean you’re… returning to the afterlife?” As expected, she was again asking obvious questions rather than paying attention to the seriousness of his words. “I cannot continue in this realm much longer, but my soul needs to be reassured… Victor Ambrose is keeping mom and the others here… you have to find them and get everyone to safety before he realizes the truth.”

They were beautiful, but it would be more beautiful if Syne appeared. Unfortunately, she wasn't the one who appeared. "I don't think Syne loved butterflies," The voice added, still not showing his face. "Who is he?" I asked Fermine. "You told us Syne loved butterflies!" Via added. "Are you kidding us?" "I think it's more of Uriel since he usually turned the souls into butterflies before they reincarnate," The voice explained. His voice is baritone and I can say it is full of sarcasm. "Who are you?" Via pulled out his knife even though I knew we were nothing against them. "Where is my brother?"

Celestina pleaded. “You should’ve thought about that before tormenting me for eighteen years. You are the sisters of Time and Fate. When you decided that this was my fate, did it ever occur to you that I wouldn’t want this after everything else you put me through?” he argued. The sisters looked genuinely ashamed. Before anyone could say anything, a large golden wolf appeared before us with Dahlia. “Draco, Arthur would like to show you something,” Dahlia spoke up as the wolf approached my father.

The moment I entered the church and saw her standing there in her all white suit. The way she looked lost when she walked towards me down the aisle, like she was mesmerized by the way I looked. I wanted to kiss her right there, but stopped myself. "Kelly," Claire asks with concern. "Let me live this moment, please," I choke in a calm whisper, leaving my eyes closed. "Leave her be, whatever she's thinking about is calming their heart rates," Joyce says in a soothing tone. A knock at the door broke my train of thought and I let out a disappointed sigh. I open my eyes to Skye walking in and she says in sympathy, "They were able to retrieve the shard of bullet and she's slowly stabilizing. They

She repeated as she sobbed on his shoulders, it felt unreal, like her, dreymon had spent years at the asylum and was reported dead a year before her release, it was the darkest time of her life, losing such a friend who understood her struggles and pain, he had been her only friend throughout her stay, After his death, she felt her heart shatter like glass into broken pieces and her life covered with a thick veil of trauma and sadness which Leon had amended only to shatter again. Like her, dreymon was blessed with an unusual gift, the ability to see and commune with the dead. This made him an outcast to his wealthy parents, unlike her, there was no release date for dreymon, he was to spend h