Novel & Cerita Reckless Soul

He has my soul, I know and I myself gave it him. No matter how far I go away, my beast will find me and cage me in his arms always and forever. - Advika, The Beauty. Obsessed is a word the lazy use to describe the dedicated. — Siddharth, The Beast. ******

His control snapped like a live wire. His arms came around her, lifting her against him as his mouth claimed hers with a hunger that bordered on desperation. She could taste the fear in his kiss, the need, the barely leashed violence of a man who'd spent too long holding himself back. When they finally broke apart, both breathing hard, his eyes were wild in the candlelight. "This is dangerous," he said, his voice rough. "I know," she whispered back. "You should run. While you still can." "Where would I go? There's a hurricane outside."

I used the only two good fingers on my right hand to open up his Notes app and type my words into it. "I'm fine. Just put me down at the junction ahead," I typed. He glanced at my message and refused at once. "No way. You're a cripple and a mute. What's going to happen if you get into another accident? That would be my fault then!" The hood of his sports car was down, and the wind kept whizzing by our faces and blowing our hair all around. I said something that immediately got lost in the wind, and he just pretended to not have heard anything as well.

Everything disappeared from my sight, leaving only blinding white light, which scorched my eyes. ‘’You are being punished for playing with the power which should never be in human hands. Your hun* souls will be cursed, and you won’t be able to find peace. You will be cursed to repeat your miserable life while the other parts of your soul die in great misfortune unable to find happiness both in life and death.’’ The dread coming from these words was enough to make me forget the horrible pain. This sounded so familiar but, at the same time, so strange. I didn’t have time to think, though. The pain slowly disappeared together with the lighting, and somebody’s voice was floating in my mind.

Still won't stop Running faster than that cloud of rain Thought that'd be enough Guess I'm only human after all I'm in a world of pain This cold the world gave me Prompts me to press the dust– covered rewind Dancing off-beat lying on the ground One winter comes, let's exhale A warmer breath There's no end in sight–Is there a way out? My feet refuse to move Close your eyes for a moment– Hold my hand To that future, let's run away ********* With this, a faint smile lingered in her and her heart flowed with it–Rubin who was no different when realization hit him, instinctively with the feeling of embarrassment written all over his face, bated an eye.

Victor wanted to reluctantly argue, blinded by what was really happening but the next second his breath hitched in utter disbelief at the sudden occurrence flashing before him. “No… No!... im... impossible! It must be the drug… you must have released the fumes in here… yes! That has to be it… this was all part of your plan… have the others distract me… while you were secretly waiting to take me out…” The agitated man reasoned; clearly in denial as he stumbled backwards pressing on the wall behind him for support, his eyes intently glued to the scene of the glitching figure several steps ahead. “I… can assure you… this is no drug… and I am… Mike Rayburn… a soul with a vengeance.”

Holy fuck I'm out of my league. The escorts I pay agree to my deviance. I'd go to jail if I picked up a woman in a bar and beat the fuck out of her. Melina begged and I delivered my soul on a platter for her taking. The fucking soul I didn't know I have.

"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'm tired Muhammad, I'm tired. I just want to be another me, I want to be a better person, I want more than anything else in this world to be a normal girl who's happy with her husband and don't have trust issues or anger issues, who might or might not be crazy. Is that too hard? I just want to be like everyone else, I'm tired, I want to rest, I just want to rest and get away from my own mind. I am going crazy with worrying about nothing, I'm scared of losing myself, I'm scared I've lost myself. I don't know what to do, I'm lost and confused and I hate feeling this way. I'm scared I'm psychologically fucked and everything hurts but all I want to do is..." The rest of her words died on her l