Soul Eater Faces นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Half a second later, a soul eater came skidding around the corner with its black eyes never leaving its target. She raced right towards me allowing me to grab her and basically toss her into the room with Bianca. I slammed the door shut just as the creature was almost on top of me. I put my back to the door so this creature wouldn't be able to get me on the ground and hopefully give me the advantage. However, I hadn't anticipated this creature being as fast as it was on all fours. As soon as I was turned back around and my back against the door, the soul eater was on me. It looked more animal than human and once it was in front of me it slammed its hands into the door right by my legs and us

My eyelids try to close with all their might, but I resist and slowly manage to open them, although everything is blurry, I see that I am on the ground, lying. When I close and reopen them, Azael's face appears in front of me, watching me with a frown, with his piercings and his black shirt through which his tattoos peek out and spread across his neck. But when I blink again, there is no sign of him. As if it was part of my imagination.

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.

he approached me . "You... Don't have a soul". he said with an unwavering eyes. What is he talking about soul ? does he know me ? I'm not sure . let's try talking to him first . "What're talking about ? how rude ." I think now , he'll excuse himself . "You're not Daisy Perennis. You're not her . right ?" he was approaching me as he said that to me , now I can see his face , his blue eyes tearing my mask . he has godly features . How can a man , who's not even a main character look so handsome. this is not the right time to think about that ?

The creature stopped. It looked at me. For the first time— I saw its eyes. They were mine. I screamed. “No!” The Devourer smiled. And my voice came from its mouth. Finally. I stumbled backward. Ronan caught me. “What did you see?” “My face.” He frowned. “What?” “It has my eyes.” Selene's expression changed. “No.” “What?” She stared at the creature. “That's impossible.” “Tell me.” Selene's voice trembled. “The Devourer doesn't have a face.”

He turned back to what he was doing. Laura chuckled softly with a shrug, "Sorry– didn't mean to but boy," She giggled as she sprang up. "You should have seen your face." She made weird funny faces. "You looked like you have seen a ghost." Rubin snickered, typing something on his laptop "Of course you're a ghost."

Feeling pity and anger for this whole situation my mother was in for years, I barged into the library, startling the night-owls of my friends in front of the laptops and books. "Now that's an appearance. You scared the shit out of me, sis!" Marco said dramatically putting his hand over his heart. "You'll live." replied his loving sister, not bothering to look up from the screen. "So, people, first of all, we have to find out what a Soul Reaper is. Apparently, this creature is responsible for the chaos outside."

It questioned back. "I'm the one asking the questions around here." I stated. The soul laughed at me. "And what made me obliged to answer you? You are nothing." He replied. I knew that this was an indirect challenge to my status. I immediately pulled out the mirror in my bag pack and said the words: "Hell summonte hell arosente death take never returnt." A huge red demon with the body of a muscular and furry beast and the head and neck of a python emerged from the ground.

He’s surrounded by Jaxon, Killer, Chaos, Iren, and Maker. “We need to talk,” I say. Some of them glance my way. I try not to look at Killer, but part of me desperately wants his comfort... no matter how much I hate that. I’ve been on my own for so long, and now… this man smashed through every wall I built. I hate it. I’m vulnerable in so many ways. “Can’t it wai---” “No.” I cut off my brother sharply. He looks up now... he’d been staring at some Soul Eater shaking her ass on the pole. His demeanor shifts when he sees my face.

Wasn't that around the time when Sonia just returned to the country? Smiling, Sonia gave Cesare a light smack on the back of his hand. He simply gave her a gentle reminder to get plenty of rest. It was a warm, cozy scene, but it made my heart feel as cold as ice. I was about to leave with renewed determination when Cesare happened to look up. The moment our eyes met, all the color drained from his face. "Rosalia! What are you doing here?" I took a step back, hiding my equally pale face in the shadows.