Novel & Cerita Soul Sacrifice Book

This wasn’t Holt territory. I was detained for twenty-four hours. And when I came back for her— She was gone. Assigned overseas. Off the grid. All she left behind was a letter. Adrian, We can never go back. The moment you chose to sacrifice me, this ending became inevitable. My life is full—even without you in it. Please don’t look for me again. I did anyway. I searched like a madman. And I never found her. Only then did I finally understand— Love isn’t sacrifice.

Not quite a shadow. The Pale One smiled — faint, knowing. “You shouldn’t be here,” it said, voice carrying the echo of a thousand deaths. “I could say the same,” Soreth replied, though his throat was dry. “You shouldn’t exist.” The Pale One tilted its head. “And yet, here we both are. Two ghosts searching for the same truth.” “What truth?” “The one your masters buried.” The Pale One’s form flickered — now nearer, close enough for Soreth to see the faint shimmer of symbols written across its skin. “The Soulbound were the price of your immortality. You just forgot who paid it.”

"I will burn my soul to ash to forge a cage for this abomination." It was Soul-Fire. The Alpha's final, forbidden sacrifice. "No!" I reached out to stop him. "Don't do it!" But he had already begun to burn his wolf. A golden flame erupted from his body, rising to meet the dark god's destructive attack.

Rosa’s neat handwriting met his eyes: Forbidden Rituals – Personal Notes, Do Not Read. Carlo frowned, flipping through it quickly. Every page detailed complex rituals, with an almost insane level of detail, alongside her notes on her own experiences and the pain she endured. The contents were horrifying. When he reached the page marked "Soul Link Sacrifice," his hands started to shake. The date – it was from ten years ago, when he’d been fatally wounded, on the brink of death. "Alpha’s injuries cannot be healed by conventional means. The curse runs too deep, into his soul. The only way is a Soul Link Sacrifice."

One of them was being unemotional and he couldn't care less if it made him someone with a heart of stone. But the self-betrayal of the nine-month time span displayed the result on him. He broke his own theory of living and his traitor mind caused him to hope, wish, and anticipate. He became numb when nine month's desires, aspirations, and expectations were crushed in just one event. His face was still hard and stoic but inside he was breaking. The impact of the big loss hit him like the fiery breath of a dragon. His heart was shattering in the tiniest pieces.

Inside are twenty men between the ages of 18 and 50, taken from the village of Crimson after they confessed to the sin of touching my precious gem. Payment from the village for sending me a damaged sacrifice. Looking over at her proudly, I am shocked to see her looking away. Doesn’t she appreciate my gift? It took me all night to find them. “Why are you looking away?” I am confused, and angry. “Are you rejecting my gift?” “Why did you bring them here?” the weakness returned to her voice, making my stomach sour. “What am I supposed to do with…” “Tell me how they should die,” I demand. “Are they not the ones who harmed you, who took from you something precious and irreplacible that was not the

"But to unlock its secrets, you must be willing to sacrifice a part of yourselves." My heart quickened as I exchanged a solemn glance with Malachi. We had come this far, driven by an insatiable thirst for knowledge. The trials had tested us, but this was the ultimate test—one that required us to face our deepest fears and make a choice that would forever alter our destinies. "What is the sacrifice required?" I asked, my voice steady despite the tremor in my soul. The voice remained silent for a moment, as if contemplating the weight of its words. Then, it spoke with a hint of sadness, "The sacrifice must be of the past—the memories that bind you, the regrets that haunt you. Only by letting g

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'

*** ‘I was the first sacrifice by the start of the 21st century…’ I can still recall the day she said that, her eyes oozing with sorrow that even up to this moment, I can still vividly remember. I remember gasping while clinging to the chair at Café del Luna while saying, ‘That’s…so brave of you, Miss Rowena.’ ‘I know,’ she glanced at me in a heartbeat that time. Her story was etched deeper in my memories every time I reminisced about her calm, old voice that radiates the nature of her soul. ‘My father constantly beats me and my mother, that's why I ran away. When I heard from the Offering Team that there is a secret village of elites that requires women to reproduce and marry off to them, I

Then she heard a child’s cry, a baby’s whimper, a husband’s calls, and a woman's screeches. She pulled back quickly touching her heart, "what the hell is that?!" Ena closed the book, exiting a deep sigh, "this book was never written. It wrote itself. What you heard was its ink, the souls it uses to carve each word. It captures every fear. Every last word. The tears that fell from its victims and with that it creates. We call this Soul Magic. The darkest in the world. Not one created, or that was at the beginning of time. No. This is one we created ourselves, one we fuel with our every breath. Do you want to destroy the book? You first must destroy the whole world, for as long as evil desires