Soul Eater City Novels & Stories

Hopeless City was the Soul Race’s principal city. Their City Lord is Hutchin Halpin and he holds a high rank among the Soul Race denizens. Not only was he the Hopeless City’s Lord, but he was also an Elder of the Soul Race. His cultivation had surpassed Macrocosm Ancestral God Rank and was at the Quasi Acme Rank. The Quasi Acme Rank was extraordinary. Reaching this rank was considered one’s first step into the Acme Rank.

Zhi Yin stayed in Z city for seventeen days but he ordered his two bodyguards first to go in S city two weeks ago, to investigate the current happenings in S city. S city, it is where the underground world located is. It is the gathering of the bosses who operated in the dark. Although Edrinon is the strongest and rich country and have the tightest defense but people from rich families knows that the main and biggest underground dealers is located also in the S city of Edrinon country.

Sofia said, her jaw setting in a line of cold, hard determination. She turned her attention toward the gaping hole in the northern rampart where a Sun-Eater—a grotesque, ten-foot-tall mass of translucent muscle and pulsing orange heat—was forcing its way through. Its footsteps left molten puddles on the floor, and the air around it shimmered with the scent of ozone and cooked meat. Sofia didn't reach for a blade. She reached for the earth beneath the Citadel’s foundation. "Rise," she whispered, her voice a choral harmony that bypassed the ears and settled in the bones of everyone present.

Why, in Soul City it’s absolutely pointless to ask anyone about their job. “Why’s that?” {Well, the whole of Soul City is carved up into ditches or pockets –“bolgias” in the Italian dialect. A demon’s standing is measured by which hole he stands guard over and how much access he enjoys. The deeper the hole, the tighter the security and the more prestigious. Nevertheless, everyone has the same job: guarding the inmates.} I quickly tuck the thought away in what I hope is a safe corner of my mind; this rare bit of inside information about Hell’s incarceration system, for whatever doomed purpose it may serve.

-Dylan- he heard his alpha call him -ask Louva to come up- The wolf took the position of soldier accepting a mission and disappeared in a few seconds down the stairs. Sergei watched his friend and although he was happy, he was envious. Not because he was now in delicious agony but because he had found his mate. He was 100 years older than him and although they could live close to 1500 years, he was not sure of finding his soul mate.

Westley nods at his father, shifting me on his lap making sure he continuously has one hand wrapped around my waist while he gets his phone out. His embrace becomes tighter as he looks horrified for me to watch the security footage, and he nuzzles into my neck as he hands me his phone. I give him another puzzled look as the screen jolts to life showing me the girl who is named Madison bragging about Keen, and then me rejecting him to claim Westley as my mate. I feel myself becoming nauseous as I listen to someone else’s voice escaping my body to reject my fated mate. My had starts to become dizzy as I try to stand up from West’s lap, but he gives me a stern look before rubbing circles on my

Summer responded making her way to an overstuffed chair that was positioned in front of a large window overlooking the city beyond it. Asher had changed out of his blood covered clothes and into a tank top and sweats. His large muscular arms were out in the open and Summer couldn't stop the desire she felt as she remembered their earlier encounter. Blushing she quickly looked away as Asher began to smirk. "Like what you see?" He asked teasingly flexing to show off. "Now's not the time." She was currently focusing on the city scape below to keep her mind off the tempting man in front of her.

“Why does it eat meat? Shouldn’t cats eat fish?” As a result, Old Whitey glared at her, as if it was saying, “Where’s the fish? Should I treat you as a fish and eat you?” After finishing two big bowls of broth, Alex then said, “I just saw a memory in this city. I don’t know how many years ago, but a great war broke out here and a kind of race called the undead came to attack the city. Afterwards, a woman named Rinwell Mathis led the human alliance and died while defending this Spiritual Valley City…”

In an instant, he was inside Two's Soul Scape. The Soul Scape was an immaterial Dimension inside one's self. Adding Ion Energy into it, allowed it to turn corporeal once the Cultivator reached the Correct Realm to do so. Better than carrying any pouches or sacks for that matter. But since it was connected to one's soul the destruction of the Soul would destroy all the items inside. It also required the nurturing of Ion Energy.

It is the marking of the Mizune sisters also known as the soul eaters. “She is going to steal her soul.” My eyes are wide and I step back slightly. She will kill my little bird. How could she do that with Cerberus anything she touches turns to ash and with her soul within her she can’t. “What about Cerberus? Everything she touches turns to ash so if your sister succeeds and pulls her soul Cerberus will turn her to ash.” She looks at Samson looking completely lost then looks back to me quickly.