Soul Eater Justin Law Novels & Stories

Silver's POV The Savagers left but we knew better, we knew they were going to come back and all of us were going to be their target. The Underground Business world went silent the past week in Echo. Justin's death was nicknamed the ‘The Bloody Moon’ by the media. Some call out Raid as a butcher, some nicknamed him Khang's true nemesis. All these press- he was watching it and we knew he wasn't pleased. Sooner than later, he will strike again but Khang wasn't the only piece we were struggling to fit in.

Justin let out low curses as he ran his hand furiously in his hair "Vic I have patients to see... we'll talk later" Justin said after some time and Victor waved him off. By now he was alone and pushing Justin and Leo's scandal to the back of his head. His eyes shifted towards the lounge and on the table was a food bag. It was delivered a while ago and yes his Surrogate sent it. Soon his phone vibrated and when he picked it up. It was a message from his Surrogate. "Hmm" a low he left his lips upon reading the message and he decided to reply right away("there was no need but thanks...where are you?")he sent and waited for a while and in seconds his phone vibrated again

Detective Joe said extending his hands out to Justin. "I'll help you figure out how your best friend died and you'll help me crack this case," Detective Joe said. "Sure," Justin said accepting the handshake. "But first, let's look into what she mentioned at her first trials," Detective Joe said. Justin thought about telling him that Scott was the head of the undertakers but he decided later would be best. "She mentioned nirvana and a tarot reading place," Justin said. "You remember?" Detective Joe said smiling. "Yes," Justin chuckled.

"Who is he?" Ana asked referring to Justin. " Justin Balor, high ranking officer of the martinis" Justin said. " The martinis, how'd they get involved in all these?" Ana asked tensed or should I say tensed. " Don't worry ma'am, Mr Justin Balor will handle this" Sonya said. " Justin Balor? Hold on, as in work renowned actor, musician, Justin Balor?" Ana asked. " Yup. That's me" Justin said smiling.

He seems so peaceful yet gave a mysterious vibe My eyes trail downward to his abs and I could see how huge his abs were They were almost threatening to spill out I wonder how it will feel running my fingers crossed it. Placing my head on it Snap out of it Carmella!!!! This is not the time to imagine nonsense "Carmella! "I heard Angela called and I slowly turned to her "So with a drop of my blood, the ritual has begun? "I asked and they both nodded Suddenly Justina went in daze.... her eyes went dark "What's going on with her? "I asked feeling scared "She is having a vision! "Justin replied staring seriously at his twin "Soul eaters are near by!" She said and everyone immediately tense up!!!

A small startup company such as LAWSON Corp bringing their profits down to twenty percent, and refusing a buyout offer he wouldn’t dream of giving to anyone else. Justin went ballistic, yelling at his employees, needing some sort of loophole to throw Gianna off the edge. He needed her to come back begging, he needed her to get the upper hand over his ex wife—He was Justin Santiago, he never loses. “What is this??” He snapped at his secretary. “The files you asked for sir.” She responded, clearly scared. Justin frowned, “The corners are all lopsided.” “That’s…that’s…” she started to stutter, “I—

A good soul. A good soul… "Holy shit," I spat out softly as something that had been staring me right in the face hit me upside the head. "Mom!" Marcus admonished me. I ignored him. "I just figured something out." "What?" came from Erin. Cynthia was sitting down trying to recover her head while Benjamin was trying to stop puking. But the minute I spoke I had all their attention. "Souls… they want pure souls." "What?" Erin repeated. In awe I spoke slowly. "The Eaters. They want pure souls. That's why they go after the boys so hard. They have to have pure souls."

"You underestimated my power, Serenity. I am beyond your comprehension." Tay's eyes never left Jalen's; his muscles tensed and flexed. "We beat you once, Jalen. We can do it again." Jalen’s eyes, still swirling with that eerie black and gold, flicked toward me. "You may have burned my physical form, but my essence is eternal. And now, I am stronger than ever." I swallowed hard; the taste of fear was bitter in my mouth. "We won't let you win." Jalen's smile widened, his teeth gleaming in the bright light. "Brave words. Let's see if you can back them up."

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.

“We can go to sleep and when we wake up, we can eat breakfast while receiving the news of our death sentence.” “You said he kicked your ass but he didn’t kill you. That means he doesn’t intend to kill us. He could need something from us . . . Or maybe being arrested for murder isn’t on their plate.” “Torin, these people are animalistic beasts. They aren’t human. I doubt there’s a little police stopping them from doing things that we considered crimes back in the human world.” He clutched at his brown locks, seemingly wanting to tear it out in frustration.