Pain In My Soul Novels & Stories

It wasn't just physical pain. It was the gaping hole in my soul. It felt like I had been torn in half. I lay in the ruins, my trembling hand clutching my chest. There was a hole there that would never heal. Rhys didn't just take himself. He took a piece of my soul with him. “No… it can’t end like this…”

The pain her heart and soul was feeling. Some things break but don't make a sound. Like her soul shattered into pieces but no one heard it. ______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart. 

"To break through the soft layer of skin and bone, to seek out, to defend, and to let loose the storm brewing inside me." "But I kept him trapped, like a prisoner inside my own body." "I couldn't allow him to go outside." Not when the process of changing felt like sharp pieces of glass cutting through my veins, causing a pain so intense that it seemed like it could break me apart. Each time he felt his power grow, and every time he begged to be free, it brought him new pain. This wasn't a physical injury that could heal on its own or be fixed by a doctor. It was a pain in the soul, a strong hurt that came from feeling only partly alive.

What I did wrong deserves to live with this kind of pain every day. I am an author, and I used my pen to speak up for victims, but unfortunately, I could not stand up to this monster when it came to me. Last night, he not only hurt me severely but also made me hate him. The medications can ease my physical suffering, but what about my soul? Was he able to heal my wounded soul? My heart ached thinking about the torment my body endured last night, and new tears filled my eyes. "Miss Grace, why are you crying?" He opened his eyes and frowned at me.

It definitely hurted, but not more than the pain that was crawling deep within my soul. ***********

Pain and sorrow, those inseparable companions, wove a tapestry of experience. Arriving hand in hand, they took turns weakening and strengthening the soul. In my case, I navigated the uncertain path of adversity, grappling with its weight. An agonized cry tore from my lips, a primal scream of suffering that seared through me. In an instant, it felt as if my very being was shattering into pieces, only to be stitched back together by some mysterious force. As the ground beneath me lost its pull, I was lifted by an enigmatic surge of energy.

"Before what?" "I'm scared of myself! ...that I wake up and everything is still the same as it is now! It hurts so much... Why does it hurt so much? ....nothing but emptiness and the worst pain... how can a person you love... leave something like that behind!.... i just don't want to wake up and feel like this again!!! ....I can't TJ anymore!" "Shhhhh, stop talking like that! I'll stay here with you until you sleep again! I drive away all the demons and spirits he left behind and you are just safe with me…. OK?"

I screamed so loud that hard that at one point, I’m sure it turned silent. The pure pain that now engulfed me spread. It spread everywhere. This time my body thrashed and seized, but I had no control over it. The jerking and sputtering made me bite my tongue and I tasted blood. This was nothing like I had felt or could even fathom. This pain burned not just my body, but my soul.

I muttered with a hardly discernible voice. "You don't have to apologise," she said softly as she sat down next to where I lay. "I know you're sad and heartbroken and all you want to do is cry and hope the pain will go away but my darling,we both know life doesn't work that way,crying won't help in healing this, it will only make your eyes hurt and give you a really bad headache”, Her hand found mine, her touch light but forceful.

The walls started closing in on me, and nothing could ease my pain as I tried to fight whatever it was. My eyes widened in shock as the coughs just didn't stop. It was almost like something else had triggered it. Something unnatural. Out of this realm. Goosebumps erupted all over me, and like an invisible whiplash on my heart, another pain hit my chest. The effect became unbearable. My whole body descended into blinding pain. Supernatural pain that felt contorted. The sort that targeted my very soul—the very place I buried my past. My mother. Within a blink, memories of my mother filled my mind.