Peerless Soul Novels & Stories

was no longer a successor—he was a Ghost of a Boy who had traded his soul for a seat on a board that never existed. The "Absolute Clinical Certainty" shrieked as it was refracted by the "Authentic Noise" of a woman who had finally learned that Sovereignty is not a Success—it’s the Choice to be 'Too Much' until the end. It vanished into a spray of cyan pixels, its "Optimizations" incinerated by the fact that the Human Spirit is Non-Digestible.

Watching the sunset. "We have one day," Maya said. Nan nodded like she already knew. "Sit," she said. Maya sat beside her. "When I was protecting the children," Nan said, "I learned something important. Enhancement cannot touch the soul. It can change the brain. It can change the body. But the soul is separate. The soul is what remembers love." "How do you reach the soul?" Maya asked. "Through memories," Nan said. "Through the things that matter. Through the moment when someone realizes they belong somewhere. When they realize home is real."

I heard Noah say behind us. Soul chuckled. He got up from his chair and faced Noah, he raised his hands in surrender, "You have nothing to worry about Noah, she is yours. I understand that. I only will ever consider her a close friend. She is your mate after all, you will always came first to her." Noah bowed his head in understanding. Soul looked at me and smiled, "I will be leaving tomorrow. I will come visit, don't worry. But I have admit that I will miss you dearly, Mia Maverick." Soul took my hand in his hold and kissed it tenderly.

blue soul:- if I remember correctly that earrings are one of the cured by the god of power itself, that earring, work on fear, the more the owner scared, the more it becomes powerful, it was a perfect weapon for defence because that weapon doesn't use the shield for defence instead it will kill all the threat to the owner, it can destroy anyone in a radius of 500 km. ariel:- that means that the nation uses princess, she must have to carry all pain and suffering, after all this pain, I can't think how mentally broken she is, she needs protection, what about price what kind of price she has to pay. blue soul:- it already takes so much thing from the owner, example the more the owner use it, th

“Wonderful.” Snapping her finger and like the soul heard her and yield over their found master. Screams of tortured souls echo, as their cries, overflows and the image of the first terrace of the loop of hell is being shown. By which and with a smile from her, she utters the words. "Pride.” Whispering and like a warning bell and more of an alarm clock. Scream of dread and pain echoes as the souls and cries trap and torture within the terrace is getting louder and louder with each second, where she continues.

Flying at last. *** Meanwhile, a shape reclines naked and profane upon a great stone chair within the derelict mansion in the woods. It feels the girl’s presence below, senses her meddling: the night music is gone, the buried woman’s sweet torment and titterings ended. No more wails to be had— The feminine form touches herself and shudders deliciously upon her sculpted throne of mortar and bones.

I grip tight on the pole as I let out some gravity off my body and slowly lift up my body. I move so slowly and follow the wave tone of music, a maxime trick above the pole. Those dark eyes were locked into my body movements. The way I sway my body around the pole my hair keeps following. “Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will, will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?” All lyrics of the music turn into a beautiful melody inside my head.

Diana shook her head and made for the door but Lucienne ran after her and pulled her back, stopping her from going to tell the others. An hour later "So you are Lucienne? You fell into a sewage hole and you woke up in the body of Miss. Cherry" "Exactly" Lucienne was glad that Diana was finally getting it. "But where is Miss. Cherry's soul then?" Diana asked and Lucienne shook her head. "I have no idea where her soul could be" she mumbled. "If your soul got into her body, then her soul..." "Should be in my body" Lucienne completed the words. "You are right"

"Did you want to do this Westley? .. No your going to keep being the coward awesome NOW SHUT UP! Im sorry I didn’t realize how sheltered a life you have led, and your absolutely right I didn’t get to know you at all. But lets not get things twisted he’s not so innocent, do you want to know what his powers do?” She looks at me like a deer caught in head lights and just nods, “All the elders and witches my parents have consulted have had one word for it. He is known as a Stealer not of things but mates, and the reason why it’s called that is because he can make anyone feel the mate bond with him. Have you ever heard humming while you’re with him, but magically he vanishes before you know where

Soul Corona A human body in perfect resonance with its spirit. Two halves of the same essence, separated by the cruel expanse of time, destined to reunite. In the spirit world, the concepts of birth and death blur into insignificance. Salvation is rare, a distant whisper. Only by finding its Soul Corona can a spirit break free. The body it was always meant to inhabit. The odds? One in a thousand billion. A near impossibility. It is said that when a spirit is born into its Soul Corona, escape is impossible. That body becomes its prison and its home, tethered even beyond death.