Soul Engine Apocalypse Novels & Stories

“This feels like you.” Something warm fluttered in her chest — the brief illusion of safety. But it vanished as the Vein trembled beneath them, the light twisting violently. Kael turned sharply, eyes narrowing. “Something’s coming.” The walls — if they could be called that — began to shift, folding inward like the Vein itself was breathing harder. The air thickened, and the distant hum of souls turned into whispers. Thousands of voices, overlapping, pleading. Avery Delan. Soulbound.

“*** Ψυχές χώριες, ψυχές δεμένες. Χρησιμοποιήστε το σκοτάδι μέσα για να τροφοδοτήσετε τη φλόγα της κόλασης που καίει τις ψυχές χώρια. Καθρεφτίστε μας, σκιάστε μας, χρωματίστε την εικόνα μας και προβάλετε την αντανάκλασή μας στον κόσμο. Souls apart ,souls bound. Use the darkness within to fuel the hell flame that burns souls apart. Mirror us , shadow us ,form in our image and project our reflection unto the world.**” I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me more and more as we chanted but I couldn’t stop chanting. It was now too late to go back. Steam soon filled the entire room as the thick dark cloudy like form blinded us only to soon reveal the results of the forbidden spell casted w

said Jester, “Oberon was a genius among the Apricis. He managed to find a way to use soul magic to increase the conception rate and sustain it throughout the pregnancy. Rigel and I were the results of that.” “Soul magic?” I couldn’t help but interrupt. It was new to me. “Oh,” Jester paused, and he looked thoughtful for a moment. “I forgot; human magic works on different principles. Well, in Gaia, soul magic refers to magic that centers on the soul. All living creatures have souls—it’s what separates us from the elements of nature. Souls have two general kinds—those that have a consciousness, like animals and humans and Gaians, and those that do not, like plants. Since souls inhabit physical

Jordyn's eyes were filled with remorse. “Another question: yesterday I shook this guy's hand, and instantly a red design appeared on his neck. What does that mean?” Glancing down at my teacup. She gave me these big googly eyes and said, “It's called a love flame. It is similar to the mate bond. He's soul-bound to you. He can see, hear, and feel what you are doing. If you allowed him to. Did he notice you were his mate?” She smiled at me.

The Ampulex is also known as the soul-sucking race because they never stop stealing other people's souls. There was no way a human could escape from them; once they made eye contact with the victim, they would exploit. Once the soul sucker's mouth touches the mortal's lips, the human's soul can be absorbed. Kissing was a method to consume their lives—their soul. Soul suckers are made robust and vibrant by this. The Ampulex became more prominent and more powerful. And astral vampires won't stand by as the soul suckers exhaust their food supply.

she said, her voice low, “this isn’t something you should be digging into. Soul Echo doesn’t exist anymore. It’s dangerous.” Her words caused a chill to race down my spine, but I held my ground, meeting her gaze with determination. “Why? What’s dangerous about it?” The healer hesitated, glancing around nervously. “You don’t understand. Soul Echo... it’s not just about feeling someone else’s pain. It’s transferring it. The person who experiences it, the person will feel the pain as if it’s your own. And it doesn’t stop. The pain keeps coming if you allow yourself to feel it, as if you’re drowning in it. The longer you’re connected, the more it bleeds into your soul. Some people... they never

"Homer, this is the Soul Crusher Edge. I'll give you one last chance. Surrender total control, or I'll pierce your soul and obliterate you!" Homer didn't flinch. Instead, he smirked. "Go ahead. Show me how powerful your Soul Crusher Edge really is." "You asked for it!" Sylas bellowed and hurled the Soul Crusher Edge forward. He had to destroy Homer's soul for disrupting his plan. Killing him would cost Sylas a bit of his own soul, but he had no alternatives. Once Homer was gone, he needed to escape quickly. Otherwise, the puppet would be trapped in this dimension.

That year, I fell in love. I watch as the stars glow and the wind howled. It's as if I'm still here, body, mind, and soul. Even in the afterlife, he has so much of me. Does he even think of me? When he learned of my demise, did he even shed a tear? I shook my head as memories start to flood all over again. Flashes of our days together, me and Devon running down the stairs of the school's fire exit so he could kiss me deeply and whisper things like, "God you're so beautiful Hannah, I'm so crazy for you..." and I would kiss him back with the same need and passion because I felt it. He was beautiful, magnificent, he was my soulmate...but, why am I alone now? Cold and dead and he was there slumb

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

Cristian thought that he would go crazy when he saw the inert body of his partner on the floor covered in blood. His body vibrated so painfully that the wolf stepped outside. Tearing at his clothes on the way he ran in the direction of the man who had hurt his wife, his soul mate, his half, the person he had waited so long for. The anger, the pain, the hatred; A mixture of overwhelmed feelings clouded all sanity, leading him into the abyss of revenge.