Soul Of My Soul Novels & Stories

More critical, who was she? I snapped back to reality when the voice was still shouting at me. ".... are extremely stupid. I will show you what I can do." And the call got disconnected. "Pl... Pl... Please leave me. I never knew that trying for a contract is this bad." Only after I heard the sobs, I understood that I was still holding her. I released her immediately. "Who are you?" "Just don't hurt me, please." "I am sorry. But how did you know that I am here."

Lifting the glass, the air rushing over him, Danny realized his mistake quickly; the scent of his soulmate traveled on the breeze, bringing him to his knees. He gripped the table and accidentally tipped the vase of flowers off the surface. The vase shattered to the floor, lilies spilling to the wood below, but Danny was unconcerned with the mess as he writhed in his jeans. They had to come off before he soaked right through them. Sweat bloomed over his skin, his breath harsh to his ears. His soul was on the brink of something, but Danny couldn't understand; he and his soul were both too far gone to communicate with each other.

I carried the boxes to an open space, and then Arnold handed me a lighter. "Cynthia…" he said softly, like he wasn't sure if this was a good idea. I gave him a smile, probably my first real smile in days. "It's fine. Out with the old, in with the new." I flicked the lighter and tossed it onto the pile that held ten years of my youth and love. The fire caught fast, growing brighter and hotter until it lit up the night like day. The flames ate up everything—my memories, my regrets, my stupid hope for someone who never deserved it.

After suffering these exact consequences multiple times already due to her father and all his men, Summer was all but immune to the pain and the dark dingy cell right below her father's mansion. "Do you hear me?!" Michael bellowed as Summer remained unmoved. "Of course." Summer rasped out finally standing. "Am I killing him or questioning him?" She fixed a blank stare on Michael as he mulled over her question. "Question," he decided. "I want to know what gave him the courage to even step foot in here." "As you wish." Music blared in the club down below, the sound so loud it was giving Summer a splitting headache.

Feeling desperate to call him back and hold him. ...... Tabby

The sob hit hard on me, just breaking apart even with the after shocks still riding through me. He had given me his body yet his soul……. his soul was no longer there for him to give.

And I was washed away in a wave of Cazz so deep and pure, it threatened to steal my soul. ***** Soundtrack for the next chapter is “Rise Above it All” by UNSECRET and Mike Mains.

Map Of The Soul . Written by Authoress Kamara . Chapter 6: Euphoria . “What about you, Finn? You have a soulmate ?”. Jax asked. It obviously wasn’t a serious question, just something to get off the topic of how miserable Adonis was, but it hit him all the same. Smacked him in the face, slammed him with a brick wall, more like that, really. The word coming out of Jax’s mouth, the word the one he hated, and the one he feared, and the one he despises with all of his being, directed at him, pulled some sort of trigger in Finn Pattison, making his breath catch in his throat.

We complete each other, yet we are incomplete. Our journey has been the most beautiful one, yet it’s our most painful loss to each other. I love your soul and all that completes you. You always said, “Your scars are my scars”, but your tears and pain are all mine. All of me is all of you. Although we cannot be there for each other, I promise to remember every word, every feeling, and every smile of yours.

cute. When I arrived at her place, people were already starting to arrive. Colorful lights were flashing everywhere and loud party music was blasting. She told me she wanted to do a “Euphoria” inspired party. “Happy birthday, my soulmate!” I screamed when I saw her, she ran towards me and I gave her a tight hug! “Ugh, I love you my main bitch.” She said and lightly smacked my butt. I handed her the paper bag I was holding containing my gift for her. “What’s this? Thank you so much!”