Soul Cries Novels & Stories

"You will disappear and will never go back so you don't dare die until you grow a soul and I can reincarnate you." We focused our attention on her as she held Gabriel and Raphael by the neck. They have no trace of wounds but you can see the weakness in them as if they have been fighting Syne for years. Is Syne really that powerful? "Wait, what?" Vanna said. "Vampires can grow a soul?" "Anyone can grow a soul," she replied. "Let's settle this Michael," she firmly said. "Just us and let's forget about the vampires. After all, it should only be between us."

“You have taken him from me.” His hand trembled as he pressed the shield deeper into the soil—not from weakness, but from restraint. From grief. Above them, clouds began to coil unnaturally, forming a spiraling vortex overhead. Lightning traced symbols in the sky no one could read. “Chai… my soul is tired…”

Relieved sobs escape her lips and I rub her stomach to help calm her down. "I wish these nightmares would stop," she chokes in broken sobs. "Shhh, I'm here. It wasn't real," I say in a soothing whisper and she shutters a calming breath. "Can you take the day off," she asks in a choked whisper. "I'll ask Sully," I say softly and reach for my phone. He answers on the second ring and I ask softly, "Hey Sully, would it be possible if I took today off? Kelly woke up an emotional wreck."

Tears falling like an neverending waterfall from my eyes. I didn't have to mindlink my father, he already knewn she was gone by the snapping of the mate bond, letting him known she was dead. The screams I heard from my father that night were sounds you would never think a grown man could make. His screams mirroring that of a banshee, ear piercing cries rang through out the bathroom, bouncing off the silver tile walls.

My heart was already racing up and air was getting less. I held on the wall as I took a deep breath. “Breath Siren, Breath Siren” I kept saying to myself. My ears suddenly heard some sobs. I slowly walked toward my mother’s bedroom. I slowly placed my ear on her door as I heard her crying and prying. She was praying for my late father and brother. She missed them so did I. Today tears didn’t appear on my eyes but a sharp pain on my chest was all I felt. I guessed Apple’s betrayal really took the remaining living part of my dead soul.

Michael's voice rang out from behind, followed by Maria’s giggles. Even as I stepped into the street, even as I walked further away, they mocked me from the window. Their voices chased me all the way home. By the time I reached my house, I could barely breathe. My chest felt tight, like my ribs were caving in, crushing whatever was left of me. I collapsed behind the door, pulling my knees to my chest, my body shaking with sobs. I cried for hours. Yelled into the emptiness. But no matter how much I screamed, I couldn’t drown out the echoes of their laughter in my head.

My soul is being ripped to shreds, I feel like I am dying a most excruciating death. My vision blurs, my soul continues being stripped. There’s a sudden howl coming from somewhere, and then my world goes completely dark.

Samuel in the middle only felt countless ghosts crying and wolves howling around, and all kinds of fierce souls appeared in front of him. Ghost's Cry, wolf's howl! The scene was miserable and fierce, as if a person had fallen into hell. Samuel frowned and only felt that his eardrums were in pain because of the roar. For a moment, he was upset and annoyed. Moreover, those fierce souls suddenly appeared from time to time, and then rushed to Samuel with threatening gestures, making Samuel tired to deal with them. As time went by, Samuel became more and more tired and irritable. The anger and distraction were completely out of control. Samuel desperately blocked the attacks of those wronged soul

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."

Like I am drowning in the sea of fierce fire and no one can hold my hand to save me. I fell on the ground as I removed the hand from my mouth and began to let out these sobs of misery because they needed to be let out. I couldn’t hold them in for long. I let out the loudest cries of my life- the cry of pain. I continued to cry as my eyes sting, my throat hurts from the scream but I couldn't stop. The sound, who knows, echoed to what extent but I didn't care. I feel like my soul is being ripped apart from me. It's comparable to that ultimate feeling despair of rape.