Soul Alchemy Book Novels & Stories

“That’s all it was supposed to be.” “What happened?” “People happened.” His arms tightened around me. “Something always goes wrong when you give a thing too much importance. And they gave the Book everything. Every secret. Every sin. Every drop of power and pain the packs ever held. They poured so much into it, fed it so long, that one day it stopped being a record at all.” His voice dropped. “It started to want things. It started to have a will of its own. They say it grew a soul … a hungry one. A thing that knew every weakness of every Alpha who ever lived, and wanted to use them.”

Kaelith let me stay near Alaric before he went back inside to do something to Red. Alaric approached me, my body collapsed to the ground again, a burning sensation still radiating from my neck to my chest. I clung to him, we were both wounded, but we had to hold on. “This is a different book, one with a crucial section that Father has been hiding all this time.” Alaric quickly flipped through the pages of the book, each page was filled with ancient symbols and writing. “What do you mean?” I asked him. “This ritual was never supposed to require a soul sacrifice,” Alaric replied.

But deep down, I always felt like I didn't deserve any of this. How could someone like me—cast aside, forced to wash dishes to survive, and nearly trafficked to bear children for strangers—ever be good enough for Miles, who was a promising young researcher? But the funny thing was, even though I no longer remembered him, I couldn't help but fall for him again the moment I set my eyes on him. However, I finally saw the truth once those memories returned. He was the reason why I was in such a state! And now, he hadn't brought me back to make amends. He had only brought me back because he needed a test subject for the artificial kidney project.

I almost laughed at the thought, but the sound died in my throat as my gaze landed on the open book before me. Bruja. Only I could see the book and how its pages flipped on their own, fluttering like wings, stopping abruptly at a single page. I could see it clearly in my mind even though the book wasn’t near me. “Frosndomd Dexali Hippocampus,” I whispered, not even realizing I was chanting a spell. The rock glowed violently and then everything pulled. It was like my soul was being sucked into it. “Every element on earth holds memories,” a voice whispered in my head.

Although Wilbur had never made any pills, he searched through memories in his Dragonsoul to find a section on alchemy and read through all of it. Honestly, any skill from the Dragonsoul was probably miles ahead of anything the current world was capable of. Wilbur walked up to the cauldron. He picked up all ten batches of the Spiritual Pill ingredients, tipping everything into the cauldron at once. His action caused the room to burst out laughing.

Zia ran to her and hugged her but still, she wasn't moving or looking at her "She is just like a soul-less doll but with that book, we can bring her soul back to her and everything will go back the same as before," he said "Think about it," he said and went back with Althea

I replied, attempting to mask my concern. His touch turned gentle as he held my face. “We are mates, Aarya. Your thoughts and fears resonate with me as if they were my own. So it’s better if you stop lying and start talking.” I sighed in resignation and said, “Mind you, I’ve only skimmed a few pages. So I don’t know much. My last ancestor will abilities were named Mirabai Agrawal. A charismatic woman, it seems. The book was written by Mirabai’s husband Alpha Hari Agrawal. He states that the book is laced with magic and only the next girl in our family with powers can fathom this book’s secrets. Not even an Alpha or royalty can understand it without my guidance.”

I demanded as I pointed at it angrily. “Alpha, this is the only thing we could find that holds information about an Almega.” Almega, according to the book, is what an offspring of an Alpha and an Omega is called. “It’s a forbidden book and all copies of this was burned many years ago. This is the only book that was left, it took us years to learn about this book’s existence and to even have a copy of it,” Alek explained as he carefully fixed the book together. “That book!” I growled. “That book is filled with lies, no wonder why they wanted to burn it!”

As Felix turned to the next page, an overwhelming force emerged. He could not move. Though his body remained intact, he felt something draining away. "No! The book is absorbing my soul energy." Just as everything began to spin, something struck the book and stopped the drain. New text appeared on the second page. "Bearer of the Destiny Crystal, you are worthy to learn my techniques." The Destiny Crystal! Felix was stunned. Was this book alive? How could it detect the crystal in his soul?

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.