Sans Souls Novels & Stories

The pain of turning the spoiled child of the house into a prisoner with hundreds of tubes attached to her body, if no rescue consolation, stunned her. And she was not the only one in this place. At least 20 prisons like hers were strategically aligned, containing roughly unconscious bodies her age. Terror invaded her. He panicked. He waved his arms in a desperate attempt to separate the multiple serums embedded in his skin to become more entangled in them. The air left his lungs. His world was getting dark. Everything was fading. *** Blaren couldn't believe he was there. Being the babysitter of his brother's wolf human companion. He had been brought up to date with the new and crazy events a

Caleb slowly crept closer while Leah happily took her place next to her mother, and as soon as they did she began her spell. Oh Goddess of love Oh Goddess of light Protect these two souls And give them clear sight Protect them from darkness And ones meaning them harm Let only peace surround them Let their souls remain calm Keep them from dangers Keep them from fright Keep them from things That lurk in the night So mote it be Caleb expected to feel fear yet a sense of calm overtook his soul as Amber completed her spell. He felt a lightness overtake him as he began to no longer fear the stranger, knowing that he would be kept safe from danger.

New souls hate the old souls; they're in a competition to fight the inner turmoil before they're moved to be just dead souls and not haunted ones. 'Oh! Daniel, you don't leave my mind. I am not in your world yet I am a part of you. What do I do to stop overpowering your senses? My hellhole shows me your face every now and then; Satan gets annoyed when I propose him to take you up. He says, it's not your time, then who's time it is? The hospital bed is where you belong yet something twists when I see that stupid boy you adopted crying for you. Who in their right mind would bring home a shame of another prison? You did! I failed to find why? It's a brainless thing to pamper Serena and that bas

Death smiled and cocked his head to the side. He'd known this day would come. He'd been patiently waiting for it. “You are correct, my son. I am Mortem.” He paused, watching the confusion spread across the half-dead man's face. “But I am not here to give you what you crave.” “You are Solis, the Sun. You will give life to everything on Earth, and you will also take life away.” Before Solis could protest, his body burst into flames. His human body burned. His soul died.

Not quite a shadow. The Pale One smiled — faint, knowing. “You shouldn’t be here,” it said, voice carrying the echo of a thousand deaths. “I could say the same,” Soreth replied, though his throat was dry. “You shouldn’t exist.” The Pale One tilted its head. “And yet, here we both are. Two ghosts searching for the same truth.” “What truth?” “The one your masters buried.” The Pale One’s form flickered — now nearer, close enough for Soreth to see the faint shimmer of symbols written across its skin. “The Soulbound were the price of your immortality. You just forgot who paid it.”

"I have Gravity and Space types Battlesouls. And I'm at Level 7 of the Novice Stage." Seeing the sun finally setting allowing darkness to reign once more, Noah sighed in relief. He would rather face the Essence beasts than to face that sun, after all soul damage was considered the most painful force there is as there's no way to counter it other than having a strong soul or being incredibly strong. Both choices were, sadly, unavailable to him.

Warning: Mature content with a light BDSM. Not advisable for under 18. Skip if you are uncomfortable. Sianna's POV I heard his footsteps which means he is back. I shuddered at the thought that I am completely exposed to his eyes. "Relax Sia" His order was followed by the clinking sound of a wine bottle against the table. I could hear him pouring the wine in the glass and dropping the ice cubes in it. The thing that was frustrating me was the blindfold, which was blocking my vision completely, restraining me from seeing what exactly he is doing.

Simply Dawn is not feared nor hated, back at home, where she is the Cursed Child, and mayeb that is a good thing. But can Simply Dawn reclaim her land? I am not so sure.

Across the bed, Roman took her the way he always handled everything: with quiet control and detached precision, claiming her ass without a single word. We moved because we had to. Because that’s what was expected of us. Because the darkness inside needed a body to bleed into. But our minds… our souls… they were somewhere else entirely. Lost in the fantasy of the woman we couldn’t touch. The only one who could truly complete us. The only one who could tame the storm we had become. After the encounter, we left the brothel and got into the self-driving vehicle in silence. The silence had never been this heavy.

Or just a pale imitation, a ghost haunting the spaces between who I’d been and who I hoped to become? The days had stretched into a monotonous blur since William’s final betrayal. I drifted through each one like a shadow, reluctant to fully wake or completely surrender. I avoided calls, ignored messages, and stayed locked inside this room, wrapped in the suffocating silence that felt both like protection and punishment.