Soul Forger Novels & Stories

His flailing feet smacked into Alfos belly but the man didn’t budge. “You fucking want to pretend?” He barked, a red glow appearing on his face. “I saw you leaving the royal coffers which makes me assume you took Dracolian’s gold! Who did you buy with it? Rodrik?” “Is it…possible to buy the one that sees our souls? The one that can hear and see who the god of bond had paired?” He gave a quaky laugh that grated Alfos’ ears. “You should’ve brain, beta. Something of such is impossible. It’s an insult to assume I bought old Rodrik, the first soulgazer of Abbator to do my bidding,”

"This is the Heart of the Creator. It is the raw logic that ruled this world. It is heavy with the blood of my people." Brog looked at Ren, his unscripted, orange eyes burning with fierce independence. "You broke our chains, Player," Brog said, resting his massive hammer on the ground. "But the sky is still open. I can forge the scattered authority into a new Key. I can give you the power to close the sky. But it requires a catalyst." "What kind of catalyst?" Ren asked. "A piece of your own soul," Brog said simply. "The Great Machine was cold. It ruled through math. If the new Key is to protect us, it must be forged with the will of a mortal. It must be bound to your life force."

Archfiend Antigonus said slowly, "We can only use the Soul Extracting Technique." The Soul Extracting Technique? Forsythe was stunned. At the same time, Heather trembled and became inexplicably nervous. The name of the spell sounded very sinister. Archfiend Antigonus smiled at Forsyth. "The Soul Extracting Technique is used to control her mind and soul. If it works, she will do whatever I want her to do. "When I perform the spell, I want you to guard the door and make sure no one enters to disturb me." His voice was not loud, but it had a powerful aura.

"Did you want to do this Westley? .. No your going to keep being the coward awesome NOW SHUT UP! Im sorry I didn’t realize how sheltered a life you have led, and your absolutely right I didn’t get to know you at all. But lets not get things twisted he’s not so innocent, do you want to know what his powers do?” She looks at me like a deer caught in head lights and just nods, “All the elders and witches my parents have consulted have had one word for it. He is known as a Stealer not of things but mates, and the reason why it’s called that is because he can make anyone feel the mate bond with him. Have you ever heard humming while you’re with him, but magically he vanishes before you know where

Sujata reveals. "Would that stop you from doing what you did? No, never. You stooped so low that you sold yourself. You had an intimate relationship with the owner of the video." Abhi started howling and shouting, Sanjay tried to console him but he was inconsolable. He turns towards Sujata," you know to punish you for your offence, Almighty, didn't let me forget my past, the moment I came back here I retrieved my past. For your information, I was Raj in my previous birth. Whatever I did to your father was unintentionally but you did everything intentionally. I want to forget everything. " His sobbing grew louder. "Even I 'm ashamed of my father." Everyone turns to the source of the voice.

The Soulmate Covenant is the connection of two souls, the bridging of differences in the name of love, peace, and harmony. Goddess Freya, Goddess of Fate, determines these pairings up on high. But the love between these two souls is nonetheless very real and very powerful. Love cannot be forced, even by a goddess. Therefore, The Covenant is but a seed that must be nurtured and watered to grow. The seed is planted, and it is up to the soulmated pair to tend to it. But if the wrong choice is made that intentionally harms part of the pair, that plant with wither and die.

Stralath hummed a human song as the elevator slid below ground, and Cleona shot him a strange look which he ignored. He liked earthling music which showed creativity and spirit. He'd stayed up late scrolling the internet and uploaded an extensive playlist to the "insight device" attached to his skull. Coco cleared her throat, and he reluctantly tapped the disc behind his ear, shutting off the rhythmic sound waves rolling through his mind. "The fisheri won't talk, and we've tried everything short of torture." Coco rocked back on her heels.

"I am my genius father. You are so slender, so elegant. I am so lucky to have a thoughtful father like you. I'm glad you're my father. I'm glad I'm your daughter. I'll kiss you when you come, and it's huge!" He quickly stood up and threw everything on the table to the floor. He still wasn't dead! Again he succumbed to his helplessness! Even when he killed his daughter with his own hands, he had never been this helpless... The fire inside him would not go out no matter what he did. Because he knew that only the last thing called death could put out that fire. Only those who were not helpless would do it. That fire in the helpless would burn until death, and it would burn like hell... Just lik

And by any chance, dragons became hostile towards humans, they would also fight them. That night Clement died at the hands of her sister when he tried to choke one of her children to death. She saw red, she saved her child, but she couldn’t save her brother. After finishing off all the deranged wolves, a deity appeared in front of Clarisse. She said, her name was Shea and wants to give her a gift. A gift of ever-growing strength and fast reflexes that would result in a powerful heir whose power overshadows all creatures and could destroy them if pushing them to the edge.