Soul's Desire Novels & Stories

“Sure you do. And you know why? Because humans live in a material world. They desire material things, no matter how pure their hearts. And no mortal can withstand temptation.” I snatched my hand back. “Fine then. You know what I want? My deepest desire?” He leaned in closer, grinning maliciously. “What wicked desire, my dear? Just say the word and it's yours.” “I...” I whispered dramatically. “Yes?” “Never want to see you again.”

“Secondly, the power of desire. “What is desire? “Sky desires to become the greatest in the world. It’s a powerful obsession. When his desire reached the pinnacle, he made a breakthrough into the ninth rank after consuming the power of the Dragon Essence. The same goes for your grandfather, Thomas. His ambition is equally great. Besides, he’s shrewd and cunning. However, even with the aid of the Dragon Essence, he only managed to become a Half-Saint. Human desire is terrifying.”

His head throbbed, pulse quickened and blood flowed through each of his veins at the speed of light. His body was burning in fury just like the dry dead branches burned caught in the flaming fire. Burned till the monstrous flame extinguished at last satisfied by turning the branch into ashes.

this is the mood goddess. “Why have you been waiting for me?” I ask. She slowly turns around, I gasp, her eyes are a silver white like the moon itself her silvery white hair sways because of her movement. “ I’ve been waiting a long time. For you ... .you and your wolf have been reborn many times just like your mother but this is the first time in both your lives that you have graced this earth at the same time because of this you are more powerful than any other life before. There is a great evil heading for you and you will be give a choice”

By the time Sylvester stood up from his bed to the direction of the song, Desire had stopped singing and humming interchangeably. She was already talking to herself, “I’m a slave, I’m nothing more than a slave. I come from the southern region, that’s who I’m meant to be” Sylvester leaned against the door and kept on listening to everything Desire was saying about herself. He felt a pang of pain in his chest and for the first time, he felt bad for what he said. “It was a snake and a whale” Desire lifted her head fast to see it was her master. “My lord?” She stood up, not understanding what he had meant.

She would be his mistress to spread her legs for him whenever he wanted. Sania felt something on her skin as she took uneasy breaths in her sleep. Due to this, her sleep is getting disturbed but it is taking her to somewhere she wants to be. The level of that undeniable sense deep within her started to rooting in that very sense. She is liking every bit of it but her innocent self is unaware of what it could be in her dozing sleep. She wanted that sensation to go on yet she wanted it to stop as with time her breaths were getting uneven. She wants it to stop yet not to.

"To learn your desires, your passions, and to create a symphony of pleasure that belongs only to us. I want to delve into the depths of your soul and experience every facet of your being." Ava's breath hitched at his words, her body tingling with anticipation. The connection they shared went far beyond physical attraction, transcending into a realm where their desires aligned, and their souls danced in harmony. "Sebastian," she whispered, her voice filled with a combination of longing and vulnerability. "I want to dive into this journey with you, to experience the depths of our connection and discover the boundless love that awaits us. Let's embrace the unknown together and savor every momen

His soul is whispering one truth he can’t ignore. He wanted more.

Desire. Gods curse me, gods damn me—I feel it blooming like poison roses in my chest, curling through my veins, hotter and heavier with every heartbeat. That pull. That ache. That silent plea my soul keeps screaming no matter how many times I say never again. The bond. It’s alive now, burning like wildfire under my skin, and every flicker of its heat drags me closer to the edge of something I swore I’d never fall into again. I slam the door shut, lean against it, and press the heels of my hands into my eyes.

“But if you fail, Elias won’t just take him. He’ll take you too.” Selene didn’t flinch. “Then I won’t fail.” She knelt in front of Ronan, pressing her palms to either side of his face. His skin burned under her touch, darkness pulsing through him like a living thing. “Ronan,” she whispered. “Come back to me.” His body tensed. “I know you can hear me. I know you’re fighting.” His breathing hitched. Selene drew in a sharp breath, reaching deeper. She didn’t just see Ronan’s body—she saw the pieces of his soul tangled in shadows, struggling to break free.