Soul Burning Novels & Stories

She convulsed around it, squeezing herself with her arms as she struggled to make sense of what was happening while simultaneously trying to stop the pain, the pain, from ripping her open. But it wasn’t hers. The terrible burning—it came from something deeper than her own flesh, from somewhere in the recesses of her soul. It was coming from— “Kai!”

As Xiao Chen passed by these people, he felt something strange, namely how stupid these evil spirits were, having bodies but no brains. As Xiao Chen continued to walk past these stupid people, he felt something hot in front of him. It was hot, but it didn't make his body feel hot; it was more like Xiao Chen's soul itself. If it was indeed a soul fire, then it would not be easy to obtain, but after walking for quite a while, Xiao Chen was surprised by the sight before his eyes. The soul fire that he thought had special powers turned out to be just a dark black fire that looked like it would go out at any moment. As Xiao Chen approached, he only felt his soul grow slightly warm, but it did not

--- Burning Empire Chapter 1 Matteo’s heart hammered like a drum as he slipped through the crowded streets, clutching the small leather pouch tight beneath his coat. The city buzzed all around him — neon signs flickering, voices shouting, music pounding from nearby bars. But Matteo barely heard it. All he could focus on was the pounding in his chest and the sharp, cold weight in his pocket. This was it. His first real score.

The burns were real. "You think this is hot, Adolfa?" Thanatos’s voice boomed from everywhere. "It’ll get hotter. Much, much hotter." I squinted through the smoke. His central form emerged from behind the others, grinning. "Charon might have failed," he continued, walking slowly toward me, "but I will not. I’ll burn your soul to ash and bury it beneath the fires of hell. You won’t rise again. Not this time." I clenched my fists. “You think fire will stop me?”

Sometimes, the body remembers what the soul tries to forget. It wasn't the pain that broke me, but the way my body stopped belonging to me. Every unwanted touch was another crack. A piece of me vanishing without a sound. I arrived to Chicago months ago, and I still struggle to breathe. This city doesn’t embrace me—it watches me. Everything is clean, cold, precise. Neon lights flicker like fake stars, and the rain hits the windows with military discipline. It’s a world built to function, not to feel.

The concert's atmosphere grew more intense by the minute, with everyone's focus locked on the stage. It seemed like I was invisible, blending into the shadows of the concert. The dim lights gave me a false sense of bravery. I moved to the beat of the music, letting the rhythm guide my steps. She moved with a rhythm that made the air between us tremble, every motion sent a heat through me that I could not contain. I reached for her waist and pulled her close, the sudden rush of contact hit me like fire, every cell in me coming alive.

Damien's POV The glass of whiskey burned down my throat, but it did absolutely nothing to calm the rage boiling inside me. I sat alone at the private section of the club with my jacket beside me while loud music echoed around the room. Several women had attempted approaching me since I arrived, but one glare from me was enough to send every single one of them running away. My mind remained occupied with the disaster from earlier. Zachary, the stolen project, Celeste's involvement, and the possibility of betrayal inside my own home.

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.

I lost my consciousness right after she embraced me. Again, I felt myself weakening. My soul was burning and my insides were in indescribable pain. I don't know where I am. I've fallen into an abyss of darkness and I don't have any idea how to get out of this place. I am locked. I am held by my own body. I can't move except my eyes. My body was dumb but my heart was in fire. The burning sensation in my chest got me panting, and yet, I was unable to take control of my body.

Someone who has nothing to do with her. “I may not have the money and power you have, but your soul is empty, and that is what is eating you up. And of course, you cannot refute the fact that you and your parents are the most wicked souls that this planet has ever produced. You all deserve a trophy for being amazingly wicked!” I fire at her.