Soul Chain Bleach Novels & Stories

I also did not bother to ask before so I burst into tears when we arrived at the venue. This is my dream wedding. It's a beach wedding with sky blue motif. The surroundings are full of white and blue roses as well as the pathway that I will take my walk. I still want to laugh because even the silly stitch (cartoon character) chair I once thought was now exposed to my eyes. The carpet looks really customized because it have stitch face too. I turned my gaze to my mother. I know she planned it because I only mentioned it to her when we once talked about it. I whispered thank you to her and she replied me with Iloveyou.

Victor wanted to reluctantly argue, blinded by what was really happening but the next second his breath hitched in utter disbelief at the sudden occurrence flashing before him. “No… No!... im... impossible! It must be the drug… you must have released the fumes in here… yes! That has to be it… this was all part of your plan… have the others distract me… while you were secretly waiting to take me out…” The agitated man reasoned; clearly in denial as he stumbled backwards pressing on the wall behind him for support, his eyes intently glued to the scene of the glitching figure several steps ahead. “I… can assure you… this is no drug… and I am… Mike Rayburn… a soul with a vengeance.”

The actions and the words of the woman in front of her—who seems not to be listening at all—is starting to wreck his tiny piece of patience that was left since the beginning of their conversation. "And how would you do that?" she asked, still indifferent and unfaltering even after all his reactions. The man took a deep breath. "I'll cleanse and purify you to remove the last chain that's binding you. You didn't know that, right? Lock and Chain Curse doesn't only bind the heart of a person, but also their soul. If after doing that and your memories don't come flowing yet, I'll cure you through hypnosis," Maximilian proudly said. "Okay. Thanks," Luna replied shortly but still managed to make hi

Wide eyes all around watched her with curiosity, fear and wonder. "You're not a prince," she said feeling the cloak fall from her shoulders as she took another step forward. "Your a monster," she announced, just then a loud thunder boomed through the air and the lights went out. The screams of the party goers went silent. A purple light suddenly appeared, emitting from a pendant, that illuminated the face of breathtaking woman. Her eyes were like hot gold burning with fire. Her skin dark and smooth with freckles of silver. Her hair long and flowing, a sentinel being...alive.

Souls push him to sit on the chair and he does, but he seats on the side making the chair fall back with it. “Bloody hell! Give me that damn chainsaw. If he won’t sit, then pieces of him will be on that chair but one way or the other, he will end up on that damn chair!” Souls goes for the chainsaw while guy's guy scrambles up and sits on the chair. He is shaking like a leaf being blown by the wind and I don’t know why but I find pleasure in his fear. “Was that so hard?” ask as I receive the chainsaw from Souls. The man shakes his head.

Clyde I'm sure life here on earth is hell, there is no other hell. Only the heaven that I have never seen or maybe forgotten. There is so much pain, so many rules, and so many souls reincarnated in flesh and bones only to create chaos. I was so damned convinced there weren't other demons, people like me and Arthur Smith were demons and people like Olivia were souls trying to survive all the dirt of the hell. People like her were like a ray of light that would make a demon like me think twice about the hell I was in.

The white beams of energy clashed violently with the black chains, producing a crisp, metallic sound. Sparks flew in all directions. Sean furrowed his brows. During the collision, he sensed a particularly sinister vibration from the black chains. It was clearly coming from the strange runes on the chains. The Shadow Guardian sharpened his gaze. Sean had managed to withstand his Octet Soulbind attack using only his vital energy. The Octet Soulbind was bestowed to him by His Excellency himself. It was inscribed with mysterious runes, which made the chains far more powerful than ordinary ones.

"You were quick." Chloe ignored her and rushed to my side. A warm, white light emanated from her palm as she began a purification ritual. The incantation echoed in the room. I felt the beast blood's corruption being driven out by a holy power. The pain began to fade. "Where's the Elder's Blood and the cash?" Scarlett asked impatiently. Chloe produced three exquisite crystal vials and a case full of cash from her dimensional ring. "Take it," she said coldly, tossing them at Scarlett's feet.

CHAPTER 46: THE DEBT-VAULT The hum of the Debt-Vault was a low-frequency scream that vibrated in my teeth. The rows of glass tanks stretched into the darkness, each one containing a fragment of my life in the slums. Sora’s face was pressed against the glass of the nearest tank, her eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent, drowning plea. A glowing violet umbilical cord ran from her chest to the central obsidian crystal—the "Master Battery."

“And maybe she needs more than your chains to feel it.” The corridors of the Alpha quarters were quiet, too quiet. Silver lay awake on her bed, staring at the carved ceiling beams, her chest tightening with every whisper that seemed to slither into her mind. At first, she thought it was just her imagination, her insecurities gnawing at her like they always did. A wolf without a wolf. A broken mate. A liability. But tonight, the whispers felt… alive. “You hear them too, don’t you?” she murmured to herself, curling her knees to her chest.