Soul Land Novels Novels & Stories

After speaking with the soul who doubted that he was dead, she collected him to return. But then on his way back, she realized that the soul she took was no longer there and she has a totally different soul and this person wasn't supposed to die at this time. She rushes back to the scene but their was no trace of a car accident, it was then she realized that something was wrong. She tries to recall the soul but nothing happened, the constant flickering of her book notified her of several deaths and several souls to be collected. Going through the book she realized that they were different soul but the death seems to have occurred in a country on Earth.

Carissa felt her lips stiffen; she wasn't sure what to say in front of Rey. . "I know, this must feel foreign to you, but you know, every day, you will be here accompanying me to work, or at least we will meet to let go," Rey smiled when telling her the habits she used to do with Bella. Carissa, who heard that, smiled faintly. The love story of Bella and Rey was very sweet; it's just that fate was so cruel, Bella actually died, and now there is only Bella's body filled with Carissa's soul.

Giselle looked at the man not knowing why she was here. Uzair raised his hand and a book appeared. He opened it and started ready loudly. "F i r s t... l i f e. H e a l e r... n i g h t... j a s m i n e ... a n d... d i e d... i n... t h e... h a n d s... o f... w o l f... s p i r i t. S e c o n d... l i f e.

Toward the people who still chose each other despite everything. And for the first time, she wondered whether Reintegration existed because attachment was dangerous— Or because attachment was powerful. The rain continued. The sanctuary slept. And somewhere deep within the walls of the campus, a woman named Lena dreamed of a place she could no longer remember. A bookshop. Warm light. A friend with fierce eyes. And a life waiting patiently for her return.

He nodded slowly, then laid the tile down next to the others. I looked at it. My unease grew, because it looked like a bullfrog crossed with a man. Oddly enough, it looked like . . . The creature from the Black Lagoon. “The ‘Other’ is Chiao, the Water Demon. According to legend he capsized boats, devoured men, and ravished women. He was . . . different from the Sacred Four.” I cleared my suddenly dry and tight throat. “How?” Mr. Trung tipped his head. “The Four exact a price for attempting to reach the Gateway, but they are sacred, honorable, bearing your essence away to be judged accordingly. Chiao is an Abomination. It consumes your very essence, making you part of it for all eternity.”

There were no more black veins, but he still looked very tired. "By the Moon," Miranda said, and I had never heard her voice sound so reverent. She walked up slowly, like someone would to a sleeping god, with her hand out but not touching. "It's the Anima Mundi." The Soul of the World. I thought it was a myth, a metaphor from the oldest books. But it is real. You haven't just fixed a lock... You have brought the heart of the land back to life.

And something faintly metallic beneath it all. Blood. --- His fingers moved across worn spines until he found what he sought. Soul Vessels. Forbidden Possessions. Underworld Bindings. Kael pulled the heavy books free and placed them across a nearby table. The candles lit themselves automatically. He began reading. --- Hours passed silently. Only the sound of turning pages filled the room. Kael’s expression darkened more with every text. Some spoke of spirits entering weak bodies. Others described possession through mirrors, cursed artifacts, blood rituals.

He was the guardian of the Gate of Purgatory before Bellious took over. “Three months.” He says placing his hand on her belly. I smile at them both. Sofia is to be the next Moon Goddess, but she still isn’t ready. “How about you, Dahlia? How long do you have left?” I ask her when Malachi sits next to her. These two didn’t have the best start. But that is a different story.

This novel is a work of fiction. Names, story, places and events are products of the author's creativity or are used fictionally. Any similitude to actual events or locales or individuals, living or dead, is totally coincidental. First of all I must appreciate this app for providing me the platform, there I can pen down and I can write my imaginations. I wanted to say, what is in your destiny you will find it anyway. Sometimes things seem against us and against our desires and everything seems out of orbit, but afterwards we realize why was it like that. Everything happens for a reason. We just need to understand and have patience.

I saw everyone and everything clearly again but this time we were somewhere else. "Um guys? What just happened?" Linda asked. "You saw that happen too right?" Freddy asked Linda. "I think the book just transported us to where you read Pablo." I said. "Yes but this time we knew it was happening. At the first stage nothing was noticeable." Freddy said. "I guess you'd better be careful of where you read in that book from now on." I said. "What is this place?" Linda asked. "Obviously the valley of death." Diana answered. We looked around wondering what a strange place it was.