Soul Eater Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Madison you can keep your tainted Alpha and fuck him all you want. I Luna Gemma Rose Killian, reject Alpha William Keen of the Midnight Crescent Pack as my fated mate. I hereby choose Wesley Keen as my chosen mate and my second in command, with the powers given to both of us by the Moon Goddess she hereby blesses our wolves with a special link unbreakable by anyone but the Moon Goddess herself.” The cafeteria goes completely silent as I gasp startled by her rejection and the claim she declared over me, and even though this is what I’ve wanted I feel guilty for William’s unhappiness that I unknowing caused. With her last word her eyes role in the back of her head, and I catch her before she

Jake He had wanted to get Elena some food to apologize for his actions the previous night and to his surprise, he had met her in the kitchen with her head stuck inside the fridge. Never in his dreams would he have thought he was going to end up in this position, with her between his arms and at his mercy. He had been shocked when she had bent to pick her water and had flashed him her bright red panties. All sane thoughts had fled his brain at the sight. He couldn't control himself as he stalked toward her. He needed to touch her before he combust from how turned on he was.

But . “What? Get back what, Jake?” “His soul, dammit. Fuckin gook took my dad’s soul, and I’m fuckin gettin’ it back. “Tonight.”

The Eleven Sovereigns were no longer resonances; they were Authors of the First Day, their emerald-crimson eyes glowing with the prehistoric certainty of a soul that had finally owned its own "Malfunction" Eryx "occurred" beside me again, his Lament-Steel nebula returning with a violent, electric snap, the violet-black stardust roiling with the added heat of a soul that was no longer "Gilded" but Untamed. He pulled me into a kiss that tasted of crystalline air, starlight, and the End of the Script. "We’ve got the soul, Darlene," Eryx whispered, his voice a tidal wave of gravel and love.

Diana shook her head and made for the door but Lucienne ran after her and pulled her back, stopping her from going to tell the others. An hour later "So you are Lucienne? You fell into a sewage hole and you woke up in the body of Miss. Cherry" "Exactly" Lucienne was glad that Diana was finally getting it. "But where is Miss. Cherry's soul then?" Diana asked and Lucienne shook her head. "I have no idea where her soul could be" she mumbled. "If your soul got into her body, then her soul..." "Should be in my body" Lucienne completed the words. "You are right"

Mates are true love, they are the one that should be there for each other after the souls, if a soul ground you to the earth then a mate is the love of your life that would make your life totally perfect. I had my soul, I had my mate, but the problem was that my mate shared the same soul with me, I liked Milo, I could have survived having him as my mate, but not over the fact that he took my soul from me, she loves him, she adore Milo, all she wants is Milo, even when she’s around me, even when it’s just the two of us, she still wants Milo, she cries out for him, she wants him, she only wants him, never me.

"That's amazing, Uncle! I love masseurs! They're so relaxing. I wish Victor was one." Perfect. She bought it completely. Damon gritted his teeth and turned to Ella. "Do you realize that if your fiancé became a masseur, he would have to touch a lot of women's intimate body parts? And with a little temptation, he could start giving them happy endings." Ella gasped, her mouth falling open in shock. "Uncle!" I frowned, genuinely confused. "What's a happy ending?" They both turned to stare at me. Damon looked at me like I'd just asked what color the sky was.

Devours me. This isn't mere obsession. It’s not some whim. It’s her. Our fated mate. Mine. My brothers’. The soul that has belonged to us since before this life. There’s something about her that pulls at me mercilessly. Something primal. Instinctive. Savage. I couldn’t just sit still and wait for fate to correct its mistake. So I did what I do best: I tracked her. I found her address. I infiltrated her apartment. I became her shadow. Her silent observer.

She was sort of my soul mate. Yes that is her!!! We understand each other blindly and we have an incredibly strong bond with each other. She always gets my full attention when we are in the same room together and I always try to accommodate her needs. If she's happy, so am I, and if she's not, I'll try my best to change it, like tonight. The chemistry between Josie and I is also right, we even have the same sense of humor and I can laugh with her at the dumbest jokes like no other person. Josie manages to see my world with different eyes and she shows me a new way, her way. I am not perfect. Absolutely not. I've had so many women and no one has been able to see inside me. I hurt many, no mos

“Chill out man. You're going to wake her.” “When I arrived, she attacked me again. But Tamael was at the surface. I saw things man. Crazy things. It was like I was someone else too. She was speaking to my soul through her eyes, man. Hell I don’t know. You know she, Dante and me are all aspects from the same soul right. Isn’t that fucking bizarre. She called me Zacharael and Dante is Araqiel.”