Soul Eater Spirit Albarn

An invitation coated in dust, an oath in exchange of a soul and a bond too tight to break. But it is all an accident, a huge mistake Ria got herself into, tangling herself in ropes of the only demon king known to travel with chaos following behind him like a shadow, the devil himself. What happens when Ria accidentally sells her soul to the devil over something so desperate and cynical. And how does their bond come to be, bringing along dark desires and suppressed emotions? Why is the devil taking interest on this particular soul enough to stain with his dust? How will Ria set herself free?

When the wolves were created they were created without a soul, animals, killer machines, ones that go on killing spree with nothing to hold them back. The gods regretted their decision to create the wolves, they were rogue, they had no loyalties, nothing to stop them from burning the whole world, they needed a soul. The gods couldn't give the wolves a soul, they refused to kneel down, and their souls were as dark as their dark lusts. The gods forced the wolves to their knees, giving them souls in the shape of humans, kill the soul and die, hurt the soul and feel agony, the souls are to be saved, and protected, no more killing, no more attacks, they are forced to take care of their own soul.

Ning Tian Tian was one of the few people who could see ghosts. She was destined to be the Queen of the Spiritual world. She had the power to choose if the soul could go back to the body or will the soul keep wandering. The souls would have only 100 days to find their killer and make them confess with the help from Ning Tian Tian. Sounds easy, Right? No. Tian Tian cannot make even a single mistake, it will cost her something that she would never think of. Apart from helping the souls who had died due to a mistake she also has to be extreme careful so as not to let a vengeful soul fool her. ---- Gu Shen was an extraordinary person who had the power to kill a vengeful soul. But he also had the choice to kill any soul who tries to disturb the realm of living world. Smart, cold, handsome and decisive was all that could define his character. He was young but was strong enough to hold all the responsibilities. He can kill a vengeful soul but, will it not affect him? He would have only three chances to kill a vengeful soul, but were they enough? ----- What will happen when, these two meet and decide to make the world a better place by fulfilling the incomplete wishes of those wandering souls. Would they be able to find love amidst of the chaotic world or would their own wishes remain unfulfilled. -----

Everyone knew that Damien was cursed not to have a mate by the moon goddess because of his past action, but no one knew of the prophecy that followed. Guardian spirit of the witches breath life into 3 special beings to close the broken seal for the second time and Damien's lost mate happened to be among.

Amelia, a young girl targeted for her appearance, faces heartbreak and humiliation at the hands of Lucie Walker and his cruel friends. Shattered and betrayed, she leaves school with a broken heart, vowing that this won't be the end - a foreshadowing of a resilient spirit ready to rise against adversity.

Carmenta Bloom’s life is the epitome of gilded misery, and she is no stranger to controversy. With wealth and glory as her inheritance, she has everything but the freedom to live on her own terms. When a scandal threatens her family’s ironclad reputation, Carmenta is cast into a prison of her own making under the watchful eye of her bodyguard, Perion. Perion is her captor in every sense. He moves mountains and pounds them to ground again. He controls her, isolates her, and refuses to allow any escape—except one she never anticipated: his presence begins to consume her. Perion isn’t who he claims to be. He isn’t just a hired hand—he’s tied to a powerful mafia syndicate, his motives shrouded in secrecy. To him, Carmenta is a key piece in a high-stakes war his syndicate is waging. As Carmenta’s fiery spirit challenges Perion’s icy resolve, the line between duty and love begins to blur. Perion starts to see the woman behind the façade, and Carmenta, despite her mistrust, feels drawn to the man she thinks is her protector. He begins to question everything—his loyalty and the woman who has somehow gotten under his skin. Torn between duty and desire, Perion must face the consequences of his lies, while Carmenta must decide if she’s willing to risk everything—her heart, her life, and her very soul—for the man who was never meant to protect her. As war closes in and trust crumbles, they must confront what they’ve both been running from or be destroyed by it.

He was married to help a girl under the influence of witchcraft. Didn't care about all the restrictions from the family. Damaresh stuck with his goal of getting married because he didn't want Calista to die because of something silly. His humanity just came out when he saw the sadness in Calista's eyes—trying to forget the soul mate that was chosen for him. Damaresh felt that maybe Calista was his soul mate. Then, what is the fate of the girl supposed to be Damares' soul mate? Will she go away and think that soul mates are nonsense? Or maybe they will be united in time? Then, what about Calista? Will she accept all this? Or will she back off and let Damaresh go?

Holly is on the run, she knows the Chasers track her by night. To stay ahead of them she needs to push herself far away from where she has been resting.Her cabbit companion is at her side willing to help, but things get strange when a new person arrives and tells Holly that she has an important fate. Holly takes this news in stride until she finds out the Chasers have been sent to deliver her to one of the four horsemen.Fortunately for Holly, her spirit seems to draw some of the Chasers to her side, but will her kind spirit be enough when all four horsemen descend to try to capture her, and even worse when the King of Hell himself sets his sights on her?

The minute the scent of her arousal hit him, Cullen felt his wolf surge like nothing he'd ever experienced. No battle or woman before now had ever summoned his spirit like this. He wanted her and there was nothing else in the world right at that moment. Just this enigmatic female standing proudly in front of him, challenging him, and drawing him in. He still couldn't place her scent. It wasn't lycan, was it? But it wasn't completely human either. Could he even be drawn like this to something that was neither human or lycan? Was she fey? Maybe a druid? But he thought he knew those scents as well. Cullen felt his wolf taking too much control. He forced himself to pull his hand away from her and step back. It wasn't until he wrenched himself back into the moment that he realized his eyes had shifted. She was just standing there staring. He could smell her arousal, hear her breathing, he could almost feel her heart beat thudding in time with his own. When he felt the stirring in his pants he knew that things had gone way too far. His brain was screaming, You don't even know what she is! But his heart, soul, and wolf were insisting, Take her. **** This book also contains a compilation of steamy and erotic werewolf stories that you will love. You can be sure of getting the best collection of werewolf erotica here.

I was diagnosed with Neurogenic Wolf Spirit Atrophy. In half a month, I would be dead. The day I received the diagnosis, I decided to give up treatment and donate my body to the Central Research Institute after my death. Through the mind link, I reached out to my brother, whom I hadn’t seen in six years, hoping he would help me sign the papers. He sneered and cut off the link without any hesitation. With the Spirit Severance Donation Contract, a formal waiver of my right to have my wolf spirit returned to my pack's sacred grounds after death, I crossed countless territories alone to the high-ranking city where he resided. He had been promoted to commander of the Silverfang Patrol, basking in glory. He casually signed the document without even looking at me, then said with chilling indifference, “Don’t ever come to me again. Given how ungrateful you are, I can't be bothered to give you a proper burial." I nodded lightly. “I understand.” He did not know that the money for his treatments in the past years had come from me. Now, there were only seven days left until my death.