Soul Of Sinh Novels & Stories

she took a few minutes but finally started telling me something that I should have known from my childhood. "Your soul is the mixture of two souls" When she said this, Aadhya got even more confused about it. "It is not because of me", She clarified, looking at Brinda "though Shira was successful in saving your body of a white wolf, a part of your soul died the same day when your mother gave birth to you." ----------------------------

' This could only mean one thing, Sia has regained her memories and lost her soul in the process' ################

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.

It was even unable to walk out of the range of this ancient symbol regardless of how furious it roared. The Soul Praise was a Soul Unique Skill on the first level of the "Universal Nature". It was an ancient formation. In this formation, the soul power of the user could be enhanced.

I really felt like an idiot to oppose him. “First I wanna have fun,” Sofia smirked, she started unbuttoning my shirt. “I wanna see what she got that I don’t have,” she removed my shirt and left me in a bra. Her eyes scanned me, her brother also didn’t miss the chance to lust after me. “Average bitch,” He commented. “But still she got his dick,” Sofia replied, she was jealous of me because he never touched her. Her eyes were burning in rage. She turned around and fetched a transparent bottle which had a yellowish liquid in it—petrol? “That’s it. They both will die right now, I can’t bear her existence anymore,” Before she could soak me in it.

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."

she said with a hint of sorrow in her tone, running her fingers through Zaden's hair. “What elements?” Zaden “A father, a mother, a brother, a mate that would love her till the end of the world. It's Elisa. She wanted to relive the life stolen from her, Zaden…” “Wait, what happens when the 5 don’t match together?” Zaden is terrified of the possible answer “We die…as a newborn itself and our human counterpart continue to live...” a drop of tear rolled from her eye, hitting her ears. The tough wolf dissipates as hundreds of years’ worth of pain resurfaced. The wolf soul dies, again and again, waiting for the correct moment to be reborn. Zaden climbed up and scooped her into his chest

It was real. “T..that , we’re not on earth anymore and we travelled through some portal to get here.” “Close. We are on earth, it’s just a parallel universe.” He placed the claw of his index finger on my forehead, scraping it slightly starting from the centre to the side of my forehead. Slowly, he brings it down to my sideburn, leaving a trail of blood. “And you two dumbfucks might just be the first species to cross the portal in over a century”

suddenly a mysterious being was seen with three large faces along eight large arms coming out of the shades; the one at the left side smiling, the one at the right side frowning and one at the center staring at Sniffia with contempt while he spoke gravelly, “the owner of this body? Be angered for he is no more than an empty vessel for me to dwell in!” Sniffia landed on one of the large tree's branches away from where the mysterious being was levitating just above her. She was staring mystifyingly at the lowest of the eight arms holding a harp and a war drum. She groaned a little, took a quick glance at her arms entirely broken from the hit she got earlier then seconds later it reconstructed

"I guess you've used up all your moves. Now, it's my turn." Chase smiled at him condescendingly. He reached out to press down the head of the man in the black robe. "Soul Refining Technique!" The soul's energy wave bounced between Chase's fingers. The man's eyes started to glaze over, and he ended up in a sluggish state. He became stiff. The Soul Refining Technique was a spiritual chant that involved the soul. It was a type of mental energy cultivation that could control another person's soul. He had gotten it from that old coot from the Secret Sect.