Soul Eater Video Novels & Stories

Ruth’s eyes widened but didn’t speak. “It’s not me,” Soren said, scratching the back of his head, with an expression on his face that hinted that he’d probably discussed and denied that video a hundred times and that he was tired of it. “Who’s in that video?” “I don’t know, a foreigner that looks like me,” he said. “They saw this video on a porn site where the guy resembles me, they then spliced and cut the video and spread it and made them appear that it’s me.”

This asshole really sees this as a game, don't they? 'Please agree to watching this video, that way it will be all your fault!' Popped up next, before a button showed up on screen saying 'I have acknowledged my own murderous intent' written on it. The text itself made me feel sick, but I pressed it, eager to learn what the hell was on this pad. … "Miss Aka Nishinzu." Spoke a voice, sounding like an even more distorted version of the Loudspeakers' one, "This video is for the eyes of the Ultimate Literary Prodigy only."

“Right now. Do not argue. Just open it.” “Good morning to you too.” “Cassian. Now.” I put her on speaker and opened the app. The first video was already playing. Someone had cropped the after-party footage tight on my mouth and Sofia’s, then overlaid a lip-reading transcription in big white text. The comments were moving so fast I could barely keep up. cassian vaelor knows ball he clocked that man YEARS ago protect him at all costs the side eye was so violent I felt it in my house

I hold Aayu's hand and take a few steps ahead toward the main door. "I have proof against your mum." His statement froze my legs. "I know you very well. You won't let your mum be proven as a slut in front of the world. That will undoubtedly be against your will." I turn to him with a deadly look. "What do you have?" I ask coldly because I can't afford anything against my mum. "If one then I should say. Plenty of proof. With her college life lesbian love or after marriage enjoying sex with another man. Well, that is the interesting one because I have recorded a video of that." I feel the fire floating through my veins instead of blood.

Sirene answered casually as if it's nothing. Meanwhile, Zachary, Maximo, Hector, and Ezekiel looked at each other. They had a lot of strategies, yet they still lost the battle. They didn't want to cook as their not good at it, and they wanted to eat a lot of delicious food cooked by Soheila, Sirene, and Luna. However, their dreams shattered when Sylvie announced how many spirit beasts they had killed. Zachary, Maximo, Hector, and Ezekiel even used the power of the Music Master to easily kill the spirit beasts. Zachary even poisoned the water that the spirit beasts drunk to easily kill them. They did not even eat properly just to win.

“The file is currently uploading and will be in your mail in five minutes.” “Is there something wrong?” He asked sharply. “Just be cautious when you view the video, sir,” Elise answered. “After watching it, I threw up at the grotesques scenes.” Zach ended the call and after a few minutes he heard a notification that a new mail came in his inbox. Knowing it’s the video, he immediately went to his mail and click the file to d******d the clip. He was surprised to see that the video is around twelve minutes. The video is dim but he could make out around three to four persons on the clip. He could hear water splashing, some snickering and what seemed to be a live current. There’s also some maniac

Claire had bought to ensure the "Public Ruin." But there was something else. A video file labeled: THE THIRD SOUL. Ivy clicked it. The image that appeared wasn't of her mother or Eleonora. It was a video of a nursery, thirty years ago. In it, two toddlers were playing on a rug. One was a boy with obsidian eyes. The other was a girl with hazel eyes. "They’re perfect, Arthur," a voice said off-camera—the voice of Dante’s father. "The resonance between them is natural. We don't even need the serum. They’re already two halves of the same machine."

Director Hale emerges from hiding after four years. He's older, grayer, and clearly unwell. But his eyes still burn with fanatic conviction. "I've been watching," he says in a video released to select media. "Watching supernaturals corrupt human society, watching children like Connor and Elena Silverclaw grow up thinking they're human. But they're not. And it's time humanity remembered that." The video shows footage of Connor and Elena at school, at home, living their lives. It's been taken surreptitiously, stalker-style.

Making them eat grass, sand, and animal feces was the best revenge ever, and I so badly wished I was there to watch the drama unfold. "Are you happy now?" Callista asked. I nodded, wiping a tear of laughter from my eye. “Where did you even get this video?” “The female ghouls,” she said proudly. “Told you I’d get the full scoop. Did good, right?” “You did amazing. Send it to me,” I said, already imagining how it would cheer me up on a bad day. She sent it over, and I replayed it on my cracked phone, unable to wipe the grin off my face.

Was this transfer the only thing that could soothe the darkness inside them? Regardless of the answer, pleasure struck me in a violent wave, setting every nerve in my body on fire. My cry was muffled against Pavel’s chest, and I felt Alexei tremble behind me. One final thrust—deep, possessive—and both of them followed me into the abyss, their bodies spilling into mine with guttural moans of satisfaction.