Soul Engine Apocalypse Novels & Stories

She had feigned death, escaped the wreckage, and now, years later, she was about to be bound to him in a way that defied both logic and fate. Selene’s stomach churned. The Soul-Oath was known to bind two souls so tightly that they shared pain, emotions, and even memories. She had never thought she would be forced to undergo it, and certainly not with the very man she had condemned to his suffering. But now, it seemed the inevitable had arrived. Her eyes locked with Kael’s from across the room, and for the briefest moment, something stirred within her. A flicker of recognition? No, that was impossible. He hadn’t remembered her, not yet. And it would be better that way.

Sophia replied, her voice clipped, a sharp blade in the dark. As Zero slammed the Enter key, Sophia felt the red mole at the corner of her eye ignite as if pierced by a red-hot iron. A torrent of chaotic, freezing code flooded her mind, a digital blizzard of memories and malice. It was the "Shadow"—the spectral grudge from her past life, weaponized by the algorithm—making its final, desperate struggle to overwrite her soul before the connection severed.

Lord Masamune let out a high pitched, metallic shriek of absolute ruin, his skeletal frame turning into a handful of dry, gray ash that was instantly washed away by the sulfur steam as his consciousness was cut from the machine. The Eastern Heart didn't fracture or break. It turned a pale, luminous white that matched the winter moon over the Black Ridge mountains, its core filled with a clean, quiet frequency that synchronized perfectly with the three European Hearts in Laila’s soul. The final engine had been claimed. The line of the Silverbacks was complete. But as Laila turned to face Kaden through the clearing smoke, the entire basalt ceiling of the volcanic vault began to crack open unde

Right now, those three greedy fools were sitting in an empty house, stewing in the humiliation of being outplayed by the woman they had written off completely. Five hundred thousand dollars, gone. Four bare walls, and nothing but regret to keep them company. But this was only the BEGINNING. When the apocalypse came and it was coming ...they would finally learn what REAL despair felt like. And she would be watching. Safe behind walls they would never find, her daughters at her side, as every single monster who had ever hurt them was swallowed, one by one, by the world they had never seen coming. The real revenge had only just begun.

I had taken Audrey's hand and started running, it was funny how I thought we had escaped and suddenly she dropped down beside me. Time seemed to slow down as I watched blood seeping out of her head, I just stood there like my brain had gone on lockdown watching as she died. All I knew was that I was suddenly pulled into a car and later I found myself at the institution again but I still couldn't focus on anything apart from the fact that Audrey was dead just like I took people's lives, she was taken from me. -- "What do you think is wrong with her? She gets like this after a mission and it's getting worse".

Everything we'd fought for, everything we'd built, was seconds away from being wiped from existence. "There's only one thing that can anchor us against that kind of psychic erasure," I said, my voice dropping low as the realization hit me. "A closed-loop blood-pact. We need to tether our souls directly to reality using the mate bond." Malakai's red eyes met mine, understanding flashing through them. "You're talking about bonding in the middle of a cosmic apocalypse? Right here, right now?"

"Mark followed her scent because she wasn't too far away, and he tried to keep her soul alive by giving it his cultivation energy. And in doing so, he lost half his power but was still unable to save her... But then Mark returned from war with a blue flames crystal. But then Mark returned from the war with a blue flames crystal. When he learned about Yona, he rushed to Mark's palace, where Mark was keeping it alive." Then, like fools, they began to use their powers to keep her soul alive, but it was never going to happen. But when I found out about it, I didn't rush over to them... I simply asked heaven's godmother for assistance, and she agreed to assist me. When she arrived at Mark and Mar

They squawked at my unhidden malice. “I really don't understand why we're here,” Beelzebub said drearily, like he was having the life sucked out of him. “I have tax returns to do. Abaddon requested them by five. And Gog has lifted the Keys to Hell. There's a blockage of souls on the Styx because of your forsaken pests, Samael. Yet here we are. In a restaurant. Where I have an increasing thirst for blood.”

****okay so last chapter Devon got a little frisky with Jennifer. This chapter is all about her and how her feelings for Jennifer developed. This chapter gives a whole new outlook to Soulmates but that is all I'm saying. You have to read in order to find out... Hehehehe enjoy**** Devon POV junior year of high school...

It just wouldn't make sense for Colette to still pretend to be me if she were to wish for his speedy recovery at the chapel since it was a private moment and nobody knew about her identity there anyway. So, the person who wrote these wishes had to have been the real Winter Brooke. "Winter…" Finnegan's eyes were deep like the abyss as he sprawled out over my body. I instinctively moved closer to Hal. I thought that Finnegan was going to start interrogating and blaming me for something I never did again. Hal quit his mobile game and handed me his phone. I quickly typed my message in it. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry! I'm sorry that it had all been a one-sided thing all along. I promi