Soul's Desire Novels & Stories

"They'll be far too spent and I'll consume their soul and move on to the next." He said the words casually but there was nothing absolutely casual or normal about this. This was a scary and shocking revelation. "Desire manipulation can't come into play, can it?" I joked, suddenly feeling anxious with my heart racing in my ears. "It'll be like holding them prisoner. Their soul will yearn for freedom which can lead to an early death. The soul can seek an escape if it gets too choked up, and they'll just die."

"I offered you gold. Something you craved yet you could never show or use, something worthless. I offered protection for your tasks alone, no more, no less. My part of the bargain is fulfilled. If you want women, as you claimed, they come and go, you have no need of me there. Wine them to the excess and then they are yours. Those who come to the Godly world are paid for such pleasures anyway." "He-he will find out..." Zuberi's fear-stricken whisper only enhanced the slimy grin. "And who's fault is that?" Zuberi blanched. "The impious Soul screams: I burn; I am ablaze; I know not what to cry or do; wretched me, I am devoured by all the ills that compass me about; alack, poor me, I neither see

I have to stop but i can't It's a compulsion, it's a high. All this people here i wish they could all go away and i could have her to myself. I could excavate her mind and dig around in her soul and get close enough to hear her heartbeat. Beyond the desire to lay her down and plunge between those beautiful long legs.

I grinned chewing rather loudly, "well, there's this quote, from a good book, I read once What is it to a man if he gains the whole world and loses his own soul? The answer is what they have become, thriving on power and riches, but after a few thousands years of nothing but money, money, fame and more money, you get kind of tired, that is why, although power is what they all crave, a soul is what they desire the most. And if they can't find theirs they become bitter and angry and most importantly, dangerous" "What do you mean if they can't find thiers?"

I shook my head. “The struggle of flesh against spirit.” Her words dripped with weight, with hidden meaning. Her hand lifted, brushing a strand of hair from my face, tucking it carefully behind my ear. I froze. My skin tingled where her fingers had passed. “The flesh cries out for many things,” she whispered, “but the spirit must rule.” Her palm rested at my shoulder, warm, steady. “Desire is dangerous,” she went on. “It makes slaves of us, if we allow it. It tempts us to surrender what should be sacred.”

I ask a look of confusion on my face. “is that all women want? Smarts and money? I must be doing something wrong. Is that all you want?” he asks turning the question on me. “I want… Kindness, respect, consistency and patience.” I say looking back up at the roof. “That doesn’t sound like much to me” he says looking up at the roof too. I look back at him and he’s smiling softly. “No?” I ask still looking at him. “No.” he says looking back at me.

A few of the employees has began coming to the office with all oblivious of the people in the opened door. Sofia and the unknown guy woke up with a strong urge. The urge that made them crave each other. They both desired to have each other. It felt like their mind was replaced with something else, which can be desire. Nothing else around them matters. They did not take a look at their surrounding and even if they do, their mind was clouded to think of doing anything about it. The strong tearing of dresses forcefully filled the room as Sofia clutched to her stomach. Nothing! Her head is blank, the only thing she can think of now is to quench her taste for sèx .

"Can you lower your voice down? A gorgeous man like me shouldn't be deaf because of your ugly high pitched voice." Looks like this Klyde Aero Morrison is a boastful person. "And, yes. I looked into your personal data and background. But clarrification--- why the h*ck would I fell in love with you? You're not even my type." He sounded like he's disguted on me. Well I'm more disgusted on him! "Yeah whatever," I butt in. "How do you know me so well?" I asked narrowing my eyebrows and scanning his facial expressions. "And how did you know I was up to something at Uncle's office?" I added.

I dig a bed in the garden of the soul, sow the sweet seed of Hope, but always reap the dry fruit of Desire; Planting green branches of Trust, but having to pick withered flowers of Doubt. - Giving you so many opportunities, only to receive so many disappointments in return. - Human, you too. Instead of choosing to believe in the other half of the soul, choose to doubt our existence. Instead of choosing to hope that the other person is still here, choose to be blinded by the desires of prejudice and malice.”

“It’ll only hurt a little. But soon, this will all be gone.” And in that moment, her eyes turn light grey as they glow. “Mommy!” I call out to my mother and before I try to make a run for it, my body froze. I couldn’t move a single muscle. I couldn’t control my hands, my feet, my eyes. I couldn’t even speak anymore. The caused pain shall soon be gone. The caused trouble, shall to be free. For those who want to live every beat, Shall be granted the wish to forget what went misdeed.