Soul Crushing Novels & Stories

Each word was so very painful for Summer to get out as with each passing minute Michael's hand was growing tighter and tighter around her throat. If this continued the man may very well kill her. The immediate sense of relief at that thought astounded Summer. She had had a bout of depression that had led her to trying to kill herself a few years back, but it hadn't even occurred to her that she still craved death until this very moment. Laughing Michael suddenly let go of Summer's neck and watched with indifference as she collapsed before him gasping for breath. "I won't allow you to get your wish." Michael snapped.

which played on, was suddenly talking to her– to let off her current status and allow herself to go on; to give love a chance. LYRICS One day the world stopped, Without any warning Spring didn't know to wait Showed up not even a minutes late. Streets erased of footprints; I lie here, fallen to the ground – Time goes by on its own, Without a single apology. Looks like rain again today, I'm soaked to the bone. Still won't stop Running faster than that cloud of rain Thought that'd be enough Guess I'm only human after all I'm in a world of pain This cold the world gave me

"I know who I am. I am Kerik Renfred you wrench! The Queen of all life and dead creatures of the world." "That's not possible-" "I am Kerik Renfred!" My voice grew louder and louder over every word, and my confidence slowly returned back to me. There was no way to survive hell, without taking a piece of it with you. Something only dark souls can understand. "The worst kind of pain, is the one you feel in your soul, it slowly devours everything and weighs you down until you can no longer move. It hurts more than any burn, any scar and any bruise. Because it would never heal, no matter what you do. It's always there inside of you."

I was feeling the pain of the sprinkles of holy water being thrown at me, it's like glass cutting through my flesh. I was wailing with pain as every words written in that stupid bible cuts my insides, I can feel my bile rising up my stomach as I vomit brownish green fluids out. I can feel myself weakening. It's as if my soul is being cast out of Cassidy's body.

After my wife, April Carter, gives birth to my child, I'm forced to quit my job and become a full-time stay-at-home dad. Before long, I spiral into severe depression. Countless times, I press a knife to my wrist, only for her to desperately throw her arms around me as I break down in hysterics. "Don't do this! Think about the baby and me! We're right here with you!" My brother, Lucas Getz, and my best buddy, Thomas Balfour, each grab a knife and press it against their own wrists. "If you want to die, we'll die with you," they declare. "Are two lives enough for you?" After that day, I fully commit to my treatment, determined not to let anyone else get hurt because of me. But just when I

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.

"You don't control who or what I am." She laughs then—a profoundly disturbing sound that's not remotely human. Not even close to anything recognizable. It's guttural, echoing, multi-layered like a chorus of malevolent voices. Her voice fractures into impossible harmonics, like there's more than one entity speaking simultaneously from within her slender frame. "I'll crush your pathetic resistance like an insect beneath my heel," she snarls with terrifying conviction. "I'll systematically bury your insignificant soul so impossibly deep that you'll completely forget you ever existed in the first place."

Outside, the low hum of thousands of voices had turned into a rhythmic chant that vibrated through the floorboards. "I’m not signing a death warrant for half the city, Jax! The Montague loyalists are still armed, and the moment I dissolve the Triad, there is no law to stop the vendettas," Sofia snapped. She looked down at her hands. The sapphire cracks had faded into silver-white lines that looked like lightning frozen under her skin. She felt heavier than she ever had when she was carrying the power of the Soul-Gem. This was the weight of a pen, and it was far more terrifying.

I had taken Audrey's hand and started running, it was funny how I thought we had escaped and suddenly she dropped down beside me. Time seemed to slow down as I watched blood seeping out of her head, I just stood there like my brain had gone on lockdown watching as she died. All I knew was that I was suddenly pulled into a car and later I found myself at the institution again but I still couldn't focus on anything apart from the fact that Audrey was dead just like I took people's lives, she was taken from me. -- "What do you think is wrong with her? She gets like this after a mission and it's getting worse".

Kavinsky pulled her into a hug and she cried hard on his round neck top. "I can't do it", she finally said against his chest. "Shhh, it's okay", Kavinsky said, trying to calm her down as he rubbed her on the back. "No, the musical competition. I can't do it", she said again while pulling at her nose again. "What? Why?", Kavinsky asked and she moved out of his arms, face down. "I am just going to ruin it for you. I am bad luck", Kaylee said "No, you-", Kavinsky started but she cut him short