Soul Of Sinh Novels & Stories

the older man snapped his finger, "you're still alive, dead spirit doesn't have energy colour like yours." So the older man found a protection spell from gods, then he saw Henry's soul was still connected to the world, meaning he was still alive. Henry looked at the toes of his shoes which looked dirty with dust and mud, his heart was beating fast. He could feel the pulse in his neck and the pounding of his heart beating against his ribs. "I- I'm still alive?" "Maybe the answer you are looking for is your memory and where is your body now," Tania's father's statement made Henry's thoughts swirl and feelings mixed.

On their way to her dorm, they met Georgina and Bethany, seems like they were waiting for her, as they reached the main entrance, she noticed Bethany and her cousin, Mercury having a heated argument in low voices. "I'm better than you who has always been jumping from one manhood to another without shame." Bethany said in her face. Mercury scoffs "So you're calling me a Jezebel, what I am not?" "Cut me the crap, I've seen you a few times with two different priest." Bethany blurts out. Mercury flipped her hair "I see! You've been sneaking on me. Do you get aroused you little bitch." "Lord Forgive you." Bethany said shaking her head.

For fucks sake she was a newborn baby when the ritual was preformed by her selfish mother, and this was also after her mother knew that she was our next Luna. If she breaks the blood oath that her mother made her participate in before she even had her own voice, would she die? No matter how angry, hurt, or betrayed I felt I couldn’t allow her to die even if that meant I could never be with her. She deserved an amazing life and I know my pack would hate me for allowing our Luna to leave, but if she was dead she couldn’t be here either.

They would stop at nothing to get what they wanted. "You know where to find us," X said as they carried her off into the darkness, a sly grin on his face. ***** The Shadow Clan was started by one of three monks, who wanted to safeguard a sacred spirit sword. They unleashed a demon called Darka to receive powers, and he gave them partial immortality and a curse. They couldn't be seen by the human eye, except in their shadows and reflection.

Beginning of Book 2: Journey for the Souls -Soul Eaters. That's what she had called them. They would suck out your soul and leave you a hollowed shell, doomed to walk the earth preying on the living. Hungering for another soul to fill the empty void you had become.

"Shinee, you're wrong. Does your past unnerve me, yes. But I'm not looking to change you or to hope you have other abilities. Trust me, I want nothing more than for you to be who you tell me you are, for you to be who you act like when you're with me." It couldn't be more true. As much as I would like to believe that the kindness Shinee has extended me recently is a part of his behavior, of his personality, I know better. He is a Sin, one who has lived a long time, and has made more mistakes than I could ever imagine. That I know for certain.

Reyna Andrews • It was a quite sudden question when I ask that to Adrian. I suspected he was different when he asked me those questions. I wasn't paranoid or anything about him. It's just that he somehow smells different than a regular human being. And I wanted to know if he was a werewolf or just a plain human that believes in the supernatural. He shook his head. "No, I'm a Hunter. A Hunter who kills werewolves." "Oh..." I say, awkwardly and silently...

"Astro has agreed to help me, and I'm convincing Hale next." "You want me to work with you, I assume," Sinful muses, dipping his head back to look at the night sky, the stars glittering wonderfully. "Too bad Hale hates me, and would rather rip my throat out then do what is best for this family." I shiver, despite the warm water that envelops me. I’m assuming Hale is a Sin, one who I have never heard of before. If he is even half as terrifying as Sinful and Cian, then I’m not sure I want to meet him, even if the more powerful immortals we have on our side, the better chance we have against Stace.

Her legs wrap around my waist and her hips meet mine in a passionate rhythm. She lets out a soft sob and I look down at her. She wasn't crying because of pain, but of pleasure. I felt it too, the intimate connection between us, a connection I never felt with Jess. I loved her, yes, but this feeling was different. It felt as if my soul was blending with Kelly's, as if it were two pieces of a puzzle coming together. Tears roll down both our cheeks and I kiss her passionately. Her hands grasp at my short hair as she moans through her sobs. Moments later we came in unison and it was the best orgasm I ever had with someone else.

Blood trickled down the corners of his lips when he opened his mouth. There was a scar on his lower back, mirroring the one I had from my surgery.