Soul Rebel Novels & Stories

“I’m so sorry.” I keep moving. I stay low to the ground because the air is better there. I feel like a ghost. I’ve lived twenty-two years as a ghost in this pack, so I’m good at it. At the east water trough, the air is a little cooler, but the water is black with ash. “Maren? Is that you?” I turn around. It’s Reva. She’s leaning against the stone trough, holding her arm. There’s a deep cut there, and she’s got two little kids tucked behind her legs. They’re crying.

she said, “ I think that's also the reason why we are here together. When I woke up this morning everything started to change and it only confirms that I am what I was dreaming of. It's crazy but when I saw your silhouette this evening I remember our conversation. I know you wanted to tell me but you're just afraid," She’s seeing it. She knows what I am. I am glad to know that I can share this thing with her. I somehow felt assured that I can do everything as long as she’s with me. She’s like a sister from another mother. After losing my parents, aside from Juno, she’s the only person I trusted. Then I remembered Caleb and his pack. "How about Caleb and his friends?" "I saw their spirits too

Summer shook her head, "You are nowhere near an adult, and when you do become one I would hope that you would follow a different path than this." Summer couldn't help the sudden squeeze she felt on her heart as she took Melissa in. With her bright caramel eyes and curly red hair she looked just like a doll. If anything Summer prayed that when she did become an adult all this would be over and that the child could live a peaceful life free of conspiracy, drug, violence, and fighting. "If you're still doing this then I am too!" Melissa responded defiantley. "If I don't then you need to stop it too."

Meanwhile, Wendy had fallen in a sprawl on the floor. Wendy clutched Connor’s pant leg and said, “Connor, you have to believe me. This didn’t happen. This video must be fake. You know me. Things have been so hard for me these past few years.” Connor looked at her coldly before bending down to pry her fingers off him. “My biggest mistake was ever trusting you.” As Connor strode away, the crowd burst into a flurry of discussion. These were all people who knew how to play the game. They worshiped the ground those more powerful than them walked on, and they disdained those below them. With the Lidell family having lost the Gordon family’s support, Horace and Wendy became targets of their ire.

Cecile and Love Rein joined in, beating her mercilessly. “Even if you kill me, nothing will change, Glenda!” Roxanne shouted, her voice raw. “Daddy didn’t leave you an inheritance because you were a rebellious child! I won’t tell you anything! Even if you change the company’s name, it still won’t belong to you! Gutierrez Industries is mine!” “Shut up!” Love Rein shrieked. The video was a bit dark, so I turned up the brightness. Love Rein was holding a bottle.

“Nala and Nina did the damn thing with your new look. It's going to be almost impossible to figure out who you are.” “My real name is Brianna William. The Graeae Sisters tampered with my documents and gave me my true witch certificate alongside my false identity.” I could feel the tears threatening to mess up my make-up. “That's great. Now that you know who you are, let's go celebrate your 21st birthday at this new nightclub. It's like 10 minutes away from our new home.” I glanced at Jordyn, mouth wide open, with a giant smile on my face and hands on my cheeks.

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

“The disturbance registered from the same quadrant where she was last held.” The air grew heavy — a palpable tension pressing against every word. Veyra turned from the railing, her cloak whispering against the floor. “You’re suggesting that a human just breached the boundary between mortal and immortal realms?” Myr bowed his head slightly. “Not merely human, Councilor. She carries the binding mark. That makes her Soulbound.” A low murmur rippled through the Council — disbelief mingled with a fear none of them wanted to name. “The Soulbound line was erased ages ago,” Soreth said, his tone dangerously quiet. “The last bearer was purged at the dawn of the Reaper Wars.”

"You're quite popular around here, you know." I scoffed. "The only place my fame blooms in, is Greenville and it's for a bad cause." I answered dryly. "Greenville might know you as the son of a traitor but outside Greenville, you're known as The Rebellious Alpha." He replied and immediately some of his friends looked back at us. "I'm no Alpha, Gabriel." "Well you are, you do have Alpha blood running through your veins and of course, you're the only man who challenged Alpha Jason's position." Gabriel explained. "So technically, you're the rebellious Alpha."