Sans Souls Novels & Stories

Donna added one more thing, her tone grave, "All of S-tier Malevolent Phantoms build our defenses entirely with soul energy. You've clashed with Specter twice now—you should know this already. "So, if your wife ever charged straight at one of us, those terrifying, nearly impenetrable defenses we rely on would shatter like cheap glass in front of her. Hollow Soul breaks right through."

Only his sword remained — half-buried in the smoking ground, still humming faintly, its light pulsing like a slow heartbeat… waiting for its master’s return. ********" When Soren opened his eyes, there was no sky. Only white. Endless and blinding — stretching in all directions like the world had been stripped bare. He lay upon a surface that wasn’t quite solid, wasn’t quite air. The silence was too complete — no wind, no heartbeat, not even his own breath echoing back to him. For a fleeting moment, he thought he was dead. Then a flicker of gold light pulsed beneath his palm. The symbol of Travian — the sun-shaped mark on his wrist — glowed faintly, and with it came a voice. Soft, distant, ec

“You need light energy… so you’ve condensed your darksoul?” Hell Doyen seemed to have figured it out as he hung his head bitterly. “How ambitious! You’re planning to condense both the darksoul and lightsoul!” Kayson felt the crystallized lightsoul in his hand and could not contain his delight. “Mount Sunset has an abundance of lightsoul energy, right? “Why is this little left now? Where did the rest go?” Hell Doyen smirked. “You think I’ll tell you…” Kayson used the Sound Hypnosis Technique on the spot. Hell Doyen was not one to decide if he was telling him anything.

“You need light energy… so you’ve condensed your darksoul?” Hell Doyen seemed to have figured it out as he hung his head bitterly. “How ambitious! You’re planning to condense both the darksoul and lightsoul!” Kayson felt the crystallized lightsoul in his hand and could not contain his delight. “Mount Sunset has an abundance of lightsoul energy, right? “Why is this little left now? Where did the rest go?” Hell Doyen smirked. “You think I’ll tell you…” Kayson used the Sound Hypnosis Technique on the spot. Hell Doyen was not one to decide if he was telling him anything.

Chapter 4 Third POV Solas stood at the center of his chamber, his pale blue eyes fixed on the reflection of the moon in the small pond before him. The water’s surface shimmered with an otherworldly glow, the moonlight dancing upon it in an eerie, mesmerizing pattern. This pond was his anchor, his connection to the moon and the source of his power. The open ceiling above it allowed the moon’s light to filter down, enhancing his abilities and giving him strength. He traced patterns in the water with his fingers, feeling the potent energy thrumming beneath his skin.

Only if I had known my soul would have been sold for nothing, I would have ended it. The room hadn't changed a bit all these years. Same dark walls that made the room intimidating and the absolute perfection in the way it was organized just as its owner, hiding all that evil just barely underneath the surface, simmering and waiting for the perfect time to strike its prey. I repressed a shudder and took a seat waiting for him to notice my presence in the room. He was writing in a journal on the desk, I had always wondered what he wrote in there, the number of people he killed, or the latest mission he accomplished?

Sol grins, “Yeah, but then your life would be very dull.” Benny nods, frowning. “Sorry, I’m going to return to Eliza. I’ll stay with her as much as I can. But I also need to hold a council of the Gods soon, shit.” He frowns, “Ignore that comment, you know nothing.” Ash smirks and nods, “I’ll ask Morpheus to look after her when she’s asleep, then at least she won’t be having nightmares on top of all this.” Ash nods, and Sol pops out of existence again. He takes a deep breath and turns back to the group, “Okay, what do we know of Sansom’s people? Are they all Vampires now, or does he still have some Witches, or Shifters or whatever else?” Eddie nods, and pulls up a video on the screen, it look

The flower vase slips from my trembling hands and shatters against the floor. But I barely notice. Because the moment I touched it… I saw something. My breathing becomes uneven as I stumble backward away from the broken glass scattered across the floor. My head pounds violently while strange whispers echo inside my mind. Blood. Fire. Screams. Silver eyes glowing in darkness. And a voice… “The bond has awakened.” “What the hell…” I whisper shakily. My wolf is panicking inside me. Danger. A sudden sharp pain shoots through my chest so violently that I gasp and clutch my heart.

"Please calm down, Mr. and Mrs. Swanson. Cassidy always wanted this targeted drug developed. It was her dying wish. She'd be thrilled if she knew we succeeded!" How dare he use my name? I couldn't help but tighten my fists. Clearly, Miles had no idea that I was back, much less that I was watching him put on such a shameless, scheming act. Pah! Dying wish, my foot! He was just making use of my parents' love for me and squeezing out every last drop of value from my name. But in his eyes, I was already dead. So what he was doing was essentially using a dead person's name to extort money from my parents.

When I open the note a powder permeates into the air surrounding all my senses in an overwhelming way, and as I try to fan the odd odor away from me I begin to read the note. ~My sweet Luna, You were always meant to be mine, and I’m not willing to give you up!! -Your worthy Alpha - I pick up the vase trying to study the flowers feeling that something isn't right about them. the night along with the powder was weird, and why wouldn't he write Your William like all the other notes? I still can't shake the uneasiness that takes over me, and i forget about someone being at the door until another knock comes on the door. When I open the door I drop the sunflowers vase shattering the glass at my f