Soul Keeper Novels & Stories

They all looked at me once again, a few of them were still glaring but most of them seemed to be more open to the conversation now and that gave me hope. "Okay, for the sake of everything else I have to reveal, I would appreciate you all to stay quiet. I know what I have to say is hard to accept much less understand but I assure you it's all true," I requested quietly. When no one spoke up I continued. "Now, these things are called soul-eaters and they are literally after our souls. They are collecting them for a daemon which, yes is like a demon but different. Apparently, it has nothing to do with the ultimate being of evil. They are more like a being in possession of dark Magic and this Ma

Some struggled, some gave up and we never saw them again but as time went on, we discovered that they were switched off too - I like to say that instead of saying the word 'killed' - and then we finally realized we were never getting out of there without being the person they wanted us to be and that was exactly what I became, a killer. I had my first kill at the age of twelve, then I realized there was no hope for my soul. I turned off all my emotions and made myself a heartless being. I'd killed a married woman who had two young children, they never told us why we killed, we just followed orders. I watched the husband fall apart wondering how he was going to take of his kids after his othe

"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

I just turned her away, stating I don't want to see her again. After a couple of weeks, dad called me. He said that the Chairman position for Alastair Corporation would be empty soon since he wants to get retired. He wanted me to take up the role. I was so shocked and asked why someone from the board can't take it up. He then said that there is a clause in the Company. When my great-great-grandfather started this organization, he had mentioned a clause that only the firstborn would take up the Chairman position after their father. If the son is not interested or could not take up the position due to illness or death, either the second born or the first daughter will take up the role if there

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.

Naomi fretted. "That won't happen. She wouldn't dare," Stuart answered confidently. He insisted succubi could only bind to one master for life. "Louisa is bound to me. She'll obey me." In the steam-blurred kitchen, a bitter smile tugged at my lips. Stuart's misconception ran deep. Nobody had ever told me a succubus could only ever have one master. If you end up with a bad one, of course you find another. I came out carrying the bowl just as Stuart was ranting about succubi being the lowest of creatures—dependent on a master's charity for love, with no path but death if they left him.

Cause she had to handle her third trouble which was to calm down her crying son and that was nowhere near easy. Yeah, she was a mother and blessed with a lovely son who was the love of her life, her everything, her son Zayn Abedin. ************** Cold Skin, Drag My Feet On The Tile As I Am Walking Down The Corridor I Know We Haven't Talked In Awhile So I Am Looking For An Open Door ***************** ................... Assalamualaikum Readers... I hope you all liked it... Don't forget to comment and vote...... I love you all...... 

"The Reaper, The Keeper, and The Darkness. You sure were a busy woman while I was locked up, weren’t you, Elara? You left me behind to be tortured. Meanwhile, everyone is fighting to fuck you or for the chance to kill you.” “The Keeper,” I repeated, ignoring her bitter jabs. We would fight about that later, but for now, I wanted to know everything she did. "Who is the keeper? Is that who you think was trying to keep me away from the pond...the source?" “Hm,” Sarah hummed in agreement, sounding disoriented, like she had been drinking as she closed her eyes. Whatever she had witnessed while she was locked up, and wherever her mind was taking her now, was not to a place I could even try to unde

"You're... you're the reason I keep coming back?" "Not the reason. The facilitator. You keep coming back because your soul refuses to rest while Xavier's fate remains uncertain. I simply ensure that when you're reborn, you retain your memories. That you come back stronger, wiser, more prepared for what's ahead." The Keeper moved closer, and I realized she wasn't quite solid. I could see through her, just barely. "Do you know how many times you've died trying to save him?" "I... no."

It simply folded its limbs into a crouching position. "You wished to know our purpose, " it said. "Very well. We are the Keepers of the Shore. The guardians of this reality.. You, travelers from, beyond the veil..." Its reflective eyes gleamed with something that might have been hope or fear or both. "You have brought us something we have not seen in ten thousand years." "A challenge, " another voice said. It was hard to tell where the voice came from. "The Crucibles mark on your son's soul. The Keepers echo in the fathers hands.. The question that has been on our minds since the First Fracture..."