Soul Eater Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Aurelia bellowed as the arms began to wrap around the deadly entities. "No, I will not go until I have her soul," He squeezed the lead Cheval Mallet. Purple blood oozed out its mouth, and then something bright and warm flew around the cloud of misery. "Thea, forgive me. I did all this for you...," the glowing orb hung in front of Dietrich, "I am still the man you fell in love with all those years ago. Don't leave." The soul hung in the air and took off towards the heavens. The arms of light and dark now dragged the nightmares toward the urn. Dietrich screamed and shouted while he mercilessly beat the Cheval Mallet.

She seemed to be out cold, and his stomach knotted as he thought of how she might react when she woke. Sighing, he nuzzled his face into her neck, breathing in her beautiful scent. He hadn't known it would happen this way, but he was glad she was finally his, even if she didn't know it yet. It would take time, but the darkness would become a part of her, until she was as strong as he was now, a full 'Shadowsouled', as the few of her kind that knew of their existence called them. Her former kind, he corrected, smiling and wrapping his arms tighter around her. He'd grow stronger from his too, much stronger, and some of that power would flow through to his brothers in turn, and their cousins, t

He pressed his hand against his mouth, trying to hold them back, but they spilled over anyway. I crossed to him and took his hands. "Listen to me," I said softly. "After the Soul-Severing Ritual, Elena won't exist anymore. My memories, my wolf, everything, it'll all be gone." "Elena—" He shook his head, tears streaming down his cheeks. I tried to smile. "Maybe in my next life, I'll actually like horror movies and you won't have to hold my hand through the scary parts." A broken laugh escaped him. "That's not funny," he choked out.

“We’ll form a soul bond. Our souls will be connected. I’ll hear every single thing going on in that sweet head of yours… and you’ll hear every filthy thought I have about you.” A twisted smile curves his lips. “That’s what’s going to happen.” His words, what he’s about to do, settle deep in my head, ringing over and over like a blaring siren. Soul bond? Soul... Hell fucking no. He didn’t… he wouldn’t… Then again… this is Cael. He would do anything to satisfy his twisted, selfish desires. I wriggle against him again, fighting with everything I have. “Fuck you,” I spit right in his face.

Carissa felt her lips stiffen; she wasn't sure what to say in front of Rey. . "I know, this must feel foreign to you, but you know, every day, you will be here accompanying me to work, or at least we will meet to let go," Rey smiled when telling her the habits she used to do with Bella. Carissa, who heard that, smiled faintly. The love story of Bella and Rey was very sweet; it's just that fate was so cruel, Bella actually died, and now there is only Bella's body filled with Carissa's soul.

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.

I sat in my room for three days. Not dramatically. I attended to my duties — the morning cleaning rotation, the evening meal service, the geomun'go practice that Mistress Hana insisted upon regardless of scheduling or emotional state. I did these things. I did them correctly. I did them without letting anything show on my face, which was not difficult because I had been trained since childhood to perform tasks without letting things show on my face. Between duties, she sat on my sleeping mat and thought. Soul Sight activates upon soulbound recognition, I had read, in the texts. The connection, once formed, cannot be unformed. The soul recognizes what it has always been bound to.

I said and swished past him towards my study table. I need to do some research on him. I get it now that he's not the work of my imagination because I don't even know about him let alone seen him. I need to confirm that this guy is certainly the Lee Jimin of SSB. I started furiously typing on my laptop. "Um, what're you doing?" he asked flippantly. "Searching about you and your group," I mumbled, without taking my eyes off the screen. "Your sister's a SLUV," he said to which I hummed, I knew the meaning of that. Their fandom name, deceptively.

“Then I will make you.” ******* Sadly, this is where I, Tundersora officially end season one. Thanks once again my faithful readers. Hopefully I will, by next season focus more on Peirce and Wren. But I know this, yet again the remaining main characters might steal the show. Fortunately for me with a bit misted eyes I will be back in seven months due to the fact that my other career which is compulsory to pass through demanded for it. Thanks once again and do share your thoughts on what Soul Lovers is all about. I heart you all!*******

I whisper, beyond shocked. Soul just nods innocently. Once we reach the living room, I slump down on the sofa. "Holy mother!" Soul laughs. "So, tell me all about it! I wanna hear what's been going on." I take a deep breath, and start to fill him in. ~*~ "Holy shit! So two mates and one of them is the father!? I can't believe you've turned into a hussy! Oh Kat!" I smirk at Soul. "I wasn't a hussy? I thought I always was!"