Soul Crushing Novels & Stories

LANDON: It was as if I was present in the room but my soul was fading away. My insides were crushing in pain; each organ feeling like someone ripped them out of place and held them in their hands while still connected to me, crushing it. My head spun and I kept hearing laughter in my head, making me feel like something wasn't right. It was like invisible whispers saying things only I couldn't understand anything as they were incoherent. The laughter got louder, making it hard to focus on what was real, and I felt like I was on the edge of losing my mind.

The man looked at her up and down and then after a brief moment of hesitation, he nodded his head and allowed them to enter. As Chloe walked into the overcrowded club behind Hailey, she saw she was walking straight towards the bar to get drunk and forget about everything that happened before they came here. She realized she would try it as well, maybe it would help her too, because it was all she wanted, the euphoria that came with being too drunk to think about anything.

Anger was building inside me, I was about to explode but I controlled it. Nothing mattered because what I am trying so hard to put behind me is once again shoved straight at my face. Here it is, once again, the guilt, the self hate, the loneliness, the agonising pain hitting my chest in waves again. I felt like my whole body is crushing and my soul crumbling. I am falling once again and this time nobody is going to help me. I didn't want any help.

A symphony of silence crashing through my nerves. Too much. It’s too much. Agony isn’t the word. It’s annihilation. I convulse. The realm itself spasms – mountains groan, rivers run backwards, the sky weeps ichor again. My consciousness fractures further, shards slicing into the echoes of dying worlds. Can’t breathe. Can’t think. Just the endless, crushing wave of ending.

Sometimes, the body remembers what the soul tries to forget. It wasn't the pain that broke me, but the way my body stopped belonging to me. Every unwanted touch was another crack. A piece of me vanishing without a sound. I arrived to Chicago months ago, and I still struggle to breathe. This city doesn’t embrace me—it watches me. Everything is clean, cold, precise. Neon lights flicker like fake stars, and the rain hits the windows with military discipline. It’s a world built to function, not to feel.

I am ѕmаllеr now аnуwау. My mind іѕ ѕmаllеr, mу brain іѕ ѕmаllеr, and I аm ѕhrіnkіng every dау. Mу soul is dіѕарреаrіng, and mу bоdу is leaving tоо. I’vе nеvеr bееn ѕо thіn. Mу аrmѕ аrе like sticks. I am fаdіng away.

"I'm tired Muhammad, I'm tired. I just want to be another me, I want to be a better person, I want more than anything else in this world to be a normal girl who's happy with her husband and don't have trust issues or anger issues, who might or might not be crazy. Is that too hard? I just want to be like everyone else, I'm tired, I want to rest, I just want to rest and get away from my own mind. I am going crazy with worrying about nothing, I'm scared of losing myself, I'm scared I've lost myself. I don't know what to do, I'm lost and confused and I hate feeling this way. I'm scared I'm psychologically fucked and everything hurts but all I want to do is..." The rest of her words died on her l

He vanished yet again from their sights along his disembodied voice that echoed. “When you set the bar so high, you’re just setting yourself up for equal or much more disappointment!” Unexpectedly grabbed Peirce’s legs, smashed his upper body into the ground hard. The cratered ground strongly vibrated by the hit over and over again. “Honestly, you’re too strong to be with them just be the destroyer of all worlds already!” The large mysterious being spoke with booming tone. Peirce immediately lost consciousness after he sprung out blood from his mouth while being smashed into the ground repeatedly in milliseconds.

she chokes in defeat and takes me in a passionate kiss. She wins dominance because I'm caught off guard by her confession and the kiss. My lips fall in sync with hers as she devours my face. She breaks the kiss a moment later, our breaths ragged as I stare lost in her eyes. I press my forehead against hers as tears roll down her cheeks and I wipe them away. "I know what it's like to try burying your feelings," Claire chokes quietly and we look at her. "It tore me apart when I was alone."

"The first thing, the Soul Breaking Heart Pill is nothing in front of me." After that, Caspian picked up the tea bowl and drank up the rest of spiritual tea s. Kyle Las's face suddenly became gloomy. The effect of the Soul Breaking Heart Pill was to break spiritual Qi and destroy tendons and vessels without anyone noticing, turning cultivators into good-for-nothings worse than ordinary people. This was a kind of terrible poison. It was countless times more vicious than Qi breaker. Cultivators could restore spiritual Qi after the efficacy of Qi breaker passed. A few months ago, Kyle Las had been entrusted by someone to use a Soul Breaking Heart Pill to destroy the muscles and veins of a risin