Peerless Soul Novels & Stories

But even if the soap sold well, even if the most popular soap brand made everyone shine and smell clean, it was still cold in the factory. In this place, everything was long gone. It was only a ghost. A mere echo of the past, an echo of Adelard's voice. And Percival heard it. He felt that he was somewhere where time had stopped. But what could he do? He could only endure, just as all these people endured. While someone was suffering, someone was having fun. And that someone was always Jean. Smiling happily, he looked at Percival every second, and he made no secret of it.

The cave was cold, despite the southern heat outside. Clara, Elias, Ronan, and the young messenger huddled around a small fire, their faces illuminated by flickering flames. The Soulless had retreated with the dawn, but they would return at dusk. They always returned. "How do we fight something that can't be hurt?" Elias asked. "We find what they fear." Clara's voice was steady. "Every creature has a weakness. Even shadows." Theron, who had joined them via a communication stone, spoke up. "The legends say the Soulless were once wolves who made a pact with an ancient entity—something older than the Devourers. They gave up their spirits in exchange for power."

I wiped a tear that had spilled from my eye, to think Seth was dead and I didn’t know all this time “No, I can’t” Desperation began to eat at me “How can you not fix him?!, you’re from the undershadows, can’t you use your shadow magic to bond him or something?” I asked. “No Gary! I can’t fix his soul! he will need a soul-keeper for that and that I am not!” “Out of curiosity here, what happens if a soul cracks completely?”

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.

Lost in her thoughts. " Each star requires the soul of a person that is strong beyond comprehend. A person that is brave yet soft for the weak. A person that is selfless, a soul that is pure. A soul that has no greed ." " And in today's world it's almost impossible to find those." " But this time. Such a soul has been found. A girl with a golden heart . A prodigy." Mateo stares at the women. In disbelief. Was she saying the truth? What girl? What does it even mean?

She wonders, how the souls of Hail and his friends taste? She is sure about Hail’s soul as the finest delicacy that she has ever seen. Not just due to Hail’s power in his soul, but also because Hail’s soul is the purest. Or else, why would she chase Hail until this far? Not only does she want to dye Hail’s soul black, but she also wants to shatter it!

I remember the witch’s words clearly as if yesterday. “She has no mate, Sire. She’ll never have a mate.” “Why?” My mom asked. “Either he died or she’s the odd-soul.” “What’s an odd-soul?” Dad inquires. “They are the lone souls, very rare. They are not anchored to any other soul and their lives are short.” “That means...” I hear my dad trail off and it didn’t take me long to understand what it meant. “Yes, she’ll die young...” “I am so excited for the party!” I snap out of the old memory as soon as I hear Grace squeal excitedly. I let out a small grunt before stuffing my mouth with more mashed potatoes.

"Can you live with me in a small house like this? Can you cook? Wash plates? Tidy up the house and take care of me Tinkerbell?" "I can do morethan that soulmate (SM). I just want to be with you. No matter how small the house is, if you are a street mechanic or whatsoever, I'll always be with you. Its you i love and nothing more SM." "And i love you more Tinkerbell."

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.

Kael’s voice rang out, cutting through the whispers, “a Soul-Oath will be forged between myself and an enemy Omega. It will bind our lives, our souls, for peace.” The council members froze. A hushed silence fell over the room as the weight of his words settled in. The Soul-Oath was forbidden, a bond that could not be undone once forged. It meant shared pain, shared life, shared death. “No!” One of the councilors, Lord Orlin, stood, his face pale with disbelief. “Your Highness, you cannot—” “I can,” Kael interrupted, his voice as sharp as a blade. “This is the only way. To stop the bloodshed, to end the endless wars. This is the price of peace.”