Soul Calibur Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I say, voice rough, fighting tears, ‘cause he’s fading fast. The altar’s runes dim, but the ground shakes harder, cracks spreading like veins. Selene’s voice cuts through, sharp and cold. “You’re too late,” she says, stepping from the fog, eyes like ice, her presence chilling the air. “Calix rises.” The runes flare, and a shadow-form—Calix, tall and twisted, eyes glowing red—starts forming above the altar, pulling at Raymond’s heart. My shadows lash out, hitting it, but it’s strong, pushing back like a wall. Raymond’s gasping, clutching his chest, and I hold him tighter, screaming, “Fight it, sunshine!” He nods, light flaring weak, but he’s slipping, and I’m losing my damn mind.

Calypso, Lyraxys and Calantha. “Hello loves.” Calypso smirked. “Hello, motherfuckers.” Akira growled. “You know? The last time, we ended it without properly having a battle. Let's have that now,” Lyraxys said. “Why engage in a stupid war over a guy that would leave you all in a heartbeat?” I asked, still appalled that the reason for this whole battle was Neptune. “He's my soul mate, and he has been for thousands of years!” Calypso hissed.

“We’ll form a soul bond. Our souls will be connected. I’ll hear every single thing going on in that sweet head of yours… and you’ll hear every filthy thought I have about you.” A twisted smile curves his lips. “That’s what’s going to happen.” His words, what he’s about to do, settle deep in my head, ringing over and over like a blaring siren. Soul bond? Soul... Hell fucking no. He didn’t… he wouldn’t… Then again… this is Cael. He would do anything to satisfy his twisted, selfish desires. I wriggle against him again, fighting with everything I have. “Fuck you,” I spit right in his face.

He asked. I faked a smile. “No, darling. I'm fine. So you never enjoyed the sex with Calista, then what is it that is so special about her?” “Oh, you are going to ruin the mood for me, Serenity. Calista is a demon from the past that I am still on a mission to tame.” He rested his head on his hands to allow me freedom to continue to do what I was doing on his chest. He was enjoying it. I hoped I’d enjoy the information he was letting out too.

And by 'them', I meant Kaia obviously. “Are you alright?“ I asked her. “Yeah, I'm just a bit shaken up” I took hold of her trembling hands. “What illusions did you see?“ “They were illusions of Matteo, my mate who died” Shit, that must been hard. “You did good” “Thank you” Turning to face Cali, I say. “Hey, you know this Kitsune spewed out something ridiculous earlier” “Oh, What's that?“ “He said something about imprinting and being in love with me” I laughed. “Isn't that funny? I mean, we're both guys. Why aren't you laughing, Cali?”

He some how lost more coloring in is face at my calm words “Ground Spears!” I shouted angrily punching up into the air. The soldiers that surrounded us were now high up on the points of the spears with blood gushing and dripping down the jagged rocks, more groans and moans of pain filling the air which was tainted with the scent of blood. “Soul Snatch!” I ripped the wispy soul out of the body, and he looked terrified. “Soul’s Doom!” Just like before, a white demon charged right at him and shredded his soul to many little pieces. The spears disappeared a moment later, and I was encircled by bodies.

Sara begins soliloquizing angrily, unbeknownst to her her ears transformed to her primal form while perking up, her eyes turned blood red an the aura around her became filled with blood-thirst. . . . . . " No one gets to define my destiny I'll be getting Aldophus myself" Sara said with a faint growl escaping from her lips. She smashed her hand upon her closet, which shattered into bits while flying all over the room...... Immediately she did this she felt quite weak like she had over-worked her body, she fainted on the spot, whilst her ears, claws and eyes returned back to normal... . . . . . . . Alpha Calhoun was in his bedroom with his wife Luna Thelsa, he layed on his bed thinking about h

Some struggled, some gave up and we never saw them again but as time went on, we discovered that they were switched off too - I like to say that instead of saying the word 'killed' - and then we finally realized we were never getting out of there without being the person they wanted us to be and that was exactly what I became, a killer. I had my first kill at the age of twelve, then I realized there was no hope for my soul. I turned off all my emotions and made myself a heartless being. I'd killed a married woman who had two young children, they never told us why we killed, we just followed orders. I watched the husband fall apart wondering how he was going to take of his kids after his othe

Ever since they had crossed the border, a cold, rhythmic pulsing had started at the base of her skull—the unmistakable sign of Soul-Displacement Rejection. In her previous life as an occultist, she had read about it in forbidden scrolls: when a soul from another world overuses its spiritual power in a body not its own, the tether begins to fray. The "fake" mark she had placed on Caleb had cost her more than she let on, and the damp heat of the South was accelerating the decay. "Scarlett, you're slowing down," Caleb said, his voice cutting through the neon haze. He stopped in the middle of a crowded alleyway, his golden eyes narrowing as he scanned her face.

“Alright,” Blackie shrugged, “As I said, we used Soul Coupling as a reference to create a new soul-based, multiversal racial characteristic for worldborn. Basically, we gave your soul an ability to… uh… interact with other souls in a special way… which kinda made you into a eunuch,” Blackie laughed awkwardly, “but otherwise it is very handy! I guarantee that in the future, you’ll totally love it!”