Soul Joel Novels & Stories

I was diagnosed with late stage the Hollowing—Wolf Soul Degeneration. According to the Compatible Soul Restructuring Program, I could survive by receiving a soul transplant. If no match were found, I would be brain-dead in three months. After more than two months of waiting, the soul that matched me best was given away by my mate to my sister. The therapist recommended that I keep waiting for a new match, but I refused. I signed a treatment waiver and left Central Medical Center early. All the wealth and resources I had spent years saving—I gave every last bit to my sister, Lisa. For the first time, during the full moon family dinner, my parents smiled at me. My mate moved into Lisa’s room to take care of her. I did not get angry. I even made him breakfast. Even when my little pup asked if she could be his mom, I nodded and said yes. I gave them everything they wanted. So why are they regretting it now? …

News of my groom's death arrived, but I shed no tears. Instead, I quickly reclaimed his shares and had his death officially recorded. Why? I was reborn. In my previous life, my family had adopted three boys to accompany me since childhood, all of whom were potential candidates to be my husband. As the heiress of the wealthiest family in the country, my father feared I wouldn't be happy marrying someone else we weren't familiar with. I chose Jayden, the most capable of the three brothers—but just three days after the wedding, he passed away. In my grief, I gave up on remarriage. With Jesse and Joel's persuasion, I lived the rest of my life as a widow. Upon reaching eighty, I went to Massalia, where we once pledged our love. There, I encountered Jayden…who had supposedly died sixty years ago! He was living with my maid, who had gone missing decades ago, surrounded by children and grandchildren, living a happy and contented life. When I realized I had been deceived my whole life, I was so enraged that my vision suddenly darkened. I died of a brain hemorrhage on the spot. When I awoke, I had returned to the day the news of his death had arrived. Let's see how a man who should have died intended to continue living!

I belonged to the Devil, only it wasn't emblazoned on my forehead. ***Desperate times calls for desperate measures as they always say. When 10-year-old Ruby Davies accidentally kills her mom in a freak accident, she's totally terrified and torn.What was a ten year old to do in such a situation?That was exactly what the Devil banked upon when he swooped in as the hero, the savior, ready to bring back her mother only for a seemingly small price which little Ruby eagerly pays. Giving up her soul seemed like a wise decision at the time.Eight long years later, with a condemned life banned from all holy contacts and soul forever destined to perish in eternal fire and torment, Ruby wants absolutely nothing to do the lying soul thief.Until he comes once again with an irresistible offer only the biggest of fools would refuse...

The death of Abigail Russell was the heaviest blow to Kinsley Rodriguez de Castillo—King of the Kingdom of Willesden. Kinsley, who has an identity as a pure-blood vampire, believes in reviving Abigail from the dead using her blood and powers. The Blood Full Moon Ritual. With the condition of sacrificing the soul that has been reincarnated, Kinsley also searches for Abigail's soul for 300 years. At the end of his despair at the ritual of the full moon of blood that will soon arrive, Kinsley meets with Alesha Robinson, who has Abigail's soul in it. For no reason, Kinsley pulled Alesha to his side and kept the woman alive in his care until the appointed time for the ritual arrived. However, as time passes, they are always together and living together, and Kinsley loses his resolve. He felt he should not give to a woman who would become a victim in his plans. "Let go of me. Don't you have the woman you've been in love with? Then why don't you still want to let me go?" "Because you are her--Abigail. Your soul is one. Even though I want her to come back to me, if I remember having to sacrifice you, I can't. If only I could choose, I would choose to keep you without sacrificing anyone."

Blurb: Disparate Utopia is an alternate universe where mythological creatures exist. It is peaceful, back then, until false information spreads like a wild fire and that's how the war started. The peace that their Ancestors buiilt was destroyed by mysterious man. The belittling of each race started. They began to chop their head off and cast spell to vanish someone's soul away from the existence. Nieves, she's an elf and one of the royalties' daughters. Her heart filled with kindness and generosity. Her presence is longing for peace, that's why she ran away from her cruel hometown and ended up being cursed as dsrk elf, but people perceived her as a witch. Nieves' dream is to create kingdom where everyone can live, despite having different races. Where everyone live without even having a thought of being attacked. Will she lends her soul for the world to commit peacefulness for everyone? Or will lend her soul to savor for her own peace?

Joel Gleason, my childhood sweetheart and fiancé, promised he'd marry no one but me. But then, to help Jenny Swisher, my adoptive sister, get through her depression, he secretly married her. I didn't hesitate for a second before agreeing to marry Conrad Lennon, Jasselton's most untouchable heir, who'd been in love with me for years. After seven years of marriage, he still spoiled me rotten. He clung to me every night like he couldn't get enough. And there was nothing he wouldn't do for me. I really thought I'd found happiness at last. But one day, after we'd slept together, I heard him talking to his best friend. "Jenny's an international best actress now. When are you dumping Jean?" "It doesn't matter. I wouldn't end up with the person I love either way. Besides, I have to keep an eye on Jean. I can't let her ruin all the happiness Jenny worked so hard for." I booted up the computer in Conrad's study and stumbled upon a hidden folder. Inside were over 100,000 photos of Jenny, plus 100 unsent love letters. I'd been fooling myself long enough. It was time to wake up. I got myself a fake body and got ready to start a fire. That was it. Conrad and I were done for good.

Tess betrayed by her boyfriend left the city without telling a soul, with only one thing on her mind, “revenge”.

Amara Dawson grew up in the Red Moon pack. It's the only pack she knew, and despite being their female Beta, she never felt at home. When her life crumbles in front of her, she runs the first chance she gets and ends up at the border of Alpha Roman's pack. Finally, being free of the chains that bound her, she quickly embraces the person she has always wanted to be. Alpha Roman has lived a life of success; feared by his enemies but loved by his pack, he's the strongest alpha in his part of the world. Being 26 and not yet having found his mate, he wonders if his dark soul was always meant to be alone. Yet when the seemingly carefree Amara shows up at his border, he's entranced by her. His soul calls out to her, but when her soul answers back, he knows there is a lot more to the little she-wolf, more than she herself knows.

They say that the most powerful weapon in the world is the human soul that is on fire. Filled with pion and sacred possession. Life would be more fearless with a flaming soul that is ready to do anything for their greatest love. Louen a 21-year-old college is a revel child that makes a lot of wrong decisions in her life that leads her to a ing club and that place became her roller coaster ride and named as ‘The Greatest er’ and meet this rich guy named Leusam Timothy Jimenez 29 years old, rich CEO that accidently got her pregnant. That turns her life up-side down.

The night before our Mating Ceremony, my fated mate, Alpha Ryker of the Howling Moon Pack, ordered me to give him the Moon Soul Crystal—the very thing that protected my pack, the Willow Creek Pack. He said he needed it to power up the Howling Moon Pack's Blood Moon Altar. He also promised he'd keep me and my people safe. But he didn't know that we, the healers of the Willow Creek Pack, can only create one Moon Soul Crystal in our entire lives. Making one takes a crazy amount of moon energy. It's the treasure that keeps our pack alive. My mother, worried about me using up my moon energy while I was pregnant, gave up her own Moon Soul Crystal instead. But just three months after Ryker and I were mated, she got sick, fast. She was dying. I knelt in front of Ryker, crying, begging him for the Silverleaf Herb from the Howling Moon's forbidden grounds. It was the only thing that could save my mom. But he just looked at me, his eyes full of disappointment, and kicked me away. "I asked for the Moon Soul Crystal to test you," he snarled. "And just as I thought, you married me for our pack's treasures! Your mother's not sick. You're making it all up!" "You don't deserve to be the Luna of the Howling Moon Pack!" It wasn't until after my mother died, when he was arguing with me, trying to kick me out of the pack, that my mother's things fell and scattered everywhere. Her Soul Stone, the symbol of a wolf's spirit, shattered. That's when he finally realized he was wrong. He fell to his knees, begging me not to leave, crying for me to forgive him.