Soul Chain Bleach Novels & Stories

The engagement ring shimmered under the light. "Why is this still on my finger?" I whispered. Before Michael could speak, Maria chuckled, shaking her head like she had been waiting for this moment. "Oh, Brenda," He sighed dramatically, giving Maria a smirk. "Do you even look at yourself in the mirror when you wake up? Babe, you’ll be twenty-seven this year. You’re not as fresh and beautiful as you think." He scoffed, eyes gleaming with cruelty. "I’m actually doing you a favor. You’re outdated, Brenda. It’s time to wake up."

My shout did nothing to wake him, and I placed my hands on his chest, shaking him roughly. “Wake up!” I ordered, and he groaned, his back arching off the bed as the layer of sweat on his body became heavier. “Come on! Wake up!” My hands slid up his chest, and I flinched as my hand connected with the amulet. I pulled back quickly with a hiss as I stared at the glowing and burning chain and necklace around his neck. The memory of Cain standing with Nova flashed in my mind, and I gasped, grabbing my own amulet as I remembered targeting all of my magic toward Cain.

Chapter nine Laura pov “I’m gonna fuck you so hard they’ll hear you screaming my name, Jett.” His thumb dragged across my lower lip, slow and rough. His wet mouth brushed my ear, my voice low and shaking. “I’m begging you… please.” He pulled back, jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle jumping. His eyes were black with fury and something even worse need. For a second, I thought he might lose it completely. Then, like a switch flipped, he reached up and unlocked the chains around my wrists.

The silver links glimmered in the torchlight, unnaturally heavy, unnaturally alive. Carved runes glowed faintly beneath the metal surface, like old wounds never healed. Caelum blinked, dazed and raw. “What is that?” His voice was sandpaper over broken glass. The steward smiled—a slow, knowing thing. “The Marking Chain,” he intoned, “forged in silver tempered with obedience. Quenched in tears. It remembers every throat it has kissed.” Velis approached. Not like a man. Like gravity. His gloves gleamed with oil and restraint, hands made for wielding swords and unmaking wills.

The woman behind me, points at me and screams, "He killed her." Scanning the crowd around me, I catch a glimpse of red and look closer. There she stands, the soul eater with her black soulless eyes just smiling at me with that smile that still creeps me out. You would think that it wouldn't after all this time, but it still gives me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

So close. Then a sudden pulse, sharp and violent, shot through the sigil, throwing Avery backward. The soul flickered—and disappeared. “No!” Avery screamed, lunging forward, but it was too late. The Wraith’s head tilted, jaws snapping. The lost soul’s faint light extinguished, sucked into the shadows. The Veil itself groaned. Kael’s voice cut through the chaos. “Enough!” The reaper leapt forward, scythe spinning in a graceful arc. The Wraith shrieked as the weapon tore into it, cutting deep. The beast recoiled and vanished with a final, echoing scream. Avery collapsed to their knees, chest heaving, eyes wide.

It slithered through her fingers like a living thing, black and glistening. The Obsidian Chain. His eyes widened slightly. “You wouldn’t.” “Oh, but I would,” she purred. “You’re one of the few still breathing from Nihareth’s little divine prison. That makes you useful. But not in the way you think.” Talyon pulled at his restraints. “The chain binds soul and mind. Once it wraps around me, I won’t even know my own name.” “Exactly,” she whispered. “You’ll be mine.”

Its bolts, coated in poison, can quickly fell even heavily armored foes. "Come forth challenges, for you will meet your end upon my chains, until we find the map's missing piece," Voicing out, Serene, as the Chainblader, cracks her knuckles, ready for whatever awaits us in the shadows as she pulls out her scalpel chain, a terrifying weapon that can eviscerate flesh with one swing. Its many blades glint menacingly in the torchlight. That hundreds of razor sharp links, capable of slicing through flesh and bone with ease, will render any enemy, obstacle, challenges and anything who gets too close into ragged pieces.

the blade said just then a purple flame ooze out from the blade and gathered forming a jelly being with a purple skin a man. “This you? Sarah was right” Sean said and he threw the blade at him Sean dodged it, now the blade is mindless, Chloe stopped the blade from hitting Sean and she ordered the blade to purge out any remnants of the beast soul in it then more Purple flame started oozing out from it.