Soul Crushing Novels & Stories

My soul was shattered and my heart was completely broken. The growl sounded again. "That's it" Becca cried "We're doomed"

Aero and I mutter in unison “Everyone’s soul starts off as a small ball of light. It grows as the person grows, gradually taking shape of the person. Sometimes, it gets to a certain size and never grows anymore because a person is trapped in a cycle that they can’t get out of. Others, like those who have experienced levels of trauma, develop cracks. When the cracks meet, the soul breaks along with that person.” “How bad are hers?” “She should have broken long ago.” “Is that how the darkness got in?”

It shattered. It felt like someone had reached into my chest, grabbed my heart with a frozen hand, and squeezed until it burst. I collapsed to my knees, gasping for air that wouldn't come. The agony was blinding, a white-hot fire that raced through my veins, screaming at the loss of the other half of my soul.

Adrian gazed at the small cauldron in his hand, his satisfaction evident. Despite taking a bit longer, the peculiar little cauldron known as the “Spectral Snare” had proven to be remarkable. Once enveloped by the Spectral Snare, Autumn could not resist. In just ten minutes, her soul was completely crushed and imprisoned within the cauldron. Adrian likened it to a millstone, watching as the ghost's soul was slowly crushed within the Spectral Snare's aura until finally being confined within it.

Soul-shattering. I scream her name, but it’s swallowed by the void. My hands reach for her again, but it’s like trying to grasp smoke. Falling to my knees, broken, watching her fade, the pleading look in her eyes burning into my soul. It’s unbearable. I can’t save her. I never can.

After all, it started out as a small flap, then a thud, till it became a thump, then a roar till it got to the extent where I couldn't ignore it no more like I was doing before. It was love, budding like a little flower. Fragile at first, it grew and got stronger till it could finally withstand the harsh breeze without uprooting and falling off. It sure is more than surreal this time, it's deeper and amazing than that. This time, it's euphoria. Like a drug I got addicted to. He's Silas, my drug.

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

To my surprise, the demon laughed and the spat a black sticky substance at the soul. The black substance stopped within the soul at the area the heart used to be. The soul tried to get it out but it couldn't. I looked at the demon and it breathed in and then out. Suddenly blood started piercing out of the demons jaw and it stared directly at the place where the black substance was. It was only then I had realized the kind of demon I had summoned. This is a demon that create something in a human's soul, that little hope, that little good, and then when the humans are happy, it would squeeze down to bits what that human loved the most.

the Council was trying to pin on me were incinerated by the fact that my soul was a Work in Progress. The First Alpha shrieked as his staff of living silence was overgrown by the indigo runes. His being of negative space was filled with the "Too Much" energy of a woman who refused to be a legend. "ERROR," the voice of the High Council shrieked from the indigo sky. "THE SOUL IS NON-COMPLIANT. THE IDENTITY-AUDIT IS VOIDED". The cyan lasers shrieked as they were refracted by the "Authentic Noise" of my spirit. They vanished into a spray of indigo pixels, their "Functions" incinerated by the fact that the Human Soul is Free.

"Please stop this nonsense, Mr. Swanson. If I were to give her CPR now…" He paused and pointed at my chest that was covered in frost with a cruel finger. "The moment I press down on her chest for CPR, her sternum will shatter like ice."