Soul Eater City Novels & Stories

"If the boy who saved me is truly dead, then there’s nothing left in this city worth fighting for. Kill me, Dante. But look at me when you do it." Dante froze. The rifle stayed leveled at my chest, but the tip of the barrel began to vibrate. A microscopic ripple of static passed through his blue eyes. "Subject... Subject Zora..." he stammered, the flat drone of his voice glitching. "The silver bird, Dante," I said, taking a step toward him. "It wasn't a toy. It was the soul of the city. You carried me. You bled for me." "Silence!" the Scribe shrieked, her bone-pen slashing through the air. She began to write a command directly into the atmosphere—OBEY. FORGET. DELETE.

"It's rare to see arcane implements like this. That explains how Sylas grew so powerful so fast. The talisman probably caused your severe injuries." Homer sighed. "At first, we were evenly matched. Then he did something I didn't expect. He sensed that the men he had dispatched to the York residence had been taken out. In a rage, he unleashed his ultimate move—Soul-Eater Manifestation. He said he prepared it for you originally." Aria's hand froze. Sylas might be behind both the Soul-Eater Manifestation and the Wailing March. Back in Portfall, she had encountered someone who used the Wailing March on her. The effect was instantaneous—the sound was that of infinite spirits crying out in despair

And now, as I spoke to the police on the line, that very same phone was about to change our fate once again. My heart raced wildly, and in a daze, I thought I saw myself rushing in with the police. To be precise, the moment our eyes met, I realized the person in front of me was Madeline. I had no idea when she had entered my body or when she had arrived, but in that instant, I saw the relief in her eyes and understood the pain that lingered there. Suddenly, I felt a lightness settle over me, and I was back in my own body.

What he has started thinking now, is about the full moon. ***************** "Great One, we've searched every corner of the city but the Hybrid wasn't found!" Peter bowed his head while explaining to him. "How's that possible? I knew what I saw! He was born in this city!" Great One voice echoed. "And what if he has left the city?" Peter asked. "Then, I would have known! Peter, what I'm about to say might sound drastic but it's the only way out for now... There's no how we won't sacrifice innocent souls to save the world."

We must find her a soul from the cemetery of her ancestors. Rosemary is a soul eater, once she's fed on one soul. She will need a new one in a year or two. Who's to say she won't come searching for Lucia in a year's time with another request. On and on this could go, an endless cycle on repeat. I am not convinced a soul eater, like Rosemary, can ever truly be put to rest. Her body is in the ground, but her spirit fills the earth with nightmares, tormenting the dreams of men.

And so do I. Just breathe, relax, and enjoy the evening with Adrian. Plus what else is gonna happen anyway? And I jinx it... *** "A table for 2?" Adrian says to the waiter as we both stood in front of the restaurant countertop. "Of course, follow me." The waiter answer, leading the way to our table. "Where are we?" I ask, again wondering this beautiful place of art. It was filled with beautiful golden statues and symbols. "This is a Chinese Buffet. And I'll pay of course."

Dawn came in and sun rays were coming into the room through the window. Touching his eyes. He opened his eyes there was sun in the sky, shining and birds were twittering, cold breeze was moving in the air and few birds were cooing. It seemed like everything here was lullabying him to get him back to peaceful sleep and greeting him in this beautiful and lovely valley. He got up from the couch, rubbed his eyes and turned to counter. There he found some tall, young fella was standing behind the counter.

she shouted, “But since she’s already gone, I’ll be the one who’s going to kill you first and make you vanish in this world! I never wanted to see you ever again! You just kept on stealing what’s mine!” “What are you saying? Have you lost your mind? This world, including its people, including you, belongs to me,” the Soulwaker countered, “you’ve completely gone nuts now that you’re fighting against me. And since when did you lure The8’s thinking? I wonder what did you even do to him?” she asked upon sighting The8 who was standing meters away from them, but he wasn’t moving. It was like he was just a design, a lifeless design who seemed to have completely lost its mechanism. “I just told him

He pointed at the map, his finger thunking against the pool table. “Eliza Wrath?” Jo repeated. The thought had crossed her mind, a long time ago, before she was put in charge of this mess. It was not a move her dad was likely to make if he were here and in charge. No one trusted Eliza before she’d made the decision to leave LIGHTS for her own personal reasons. Now that she was married to a Vamp, even if Lucas was different than most of the others, they trusted her even less. He was Souled, which meant when he’d been turned, he hadn’t become some demonic version of himself. Instead, he was essentially the same person as he was before. He just needed blood to survive. Most Souled Vampires had

The only remedy for the poison was in Celandine City. At this time, Harvard raised a different opinion. He said, “Based on the intelligence that I’ve obtained, Heart Eater is a type of poison without an antidote! Thomas, you won’t get anything even if you go to Celandine City. Besides, if you really go there, you’ll fall into their trap. You’ll enter Art Trading Corporation’s territory, which is also Lord Vedastus’ territory! At that point, you might not even realize it when death hits you.” The others had the same thought as well.