Soul Shrieker Novels & Stories

Victor wanted to reluctantly argue, blinded by what was really happening but the next second his breath hitched in utter disbelief at the sudden occurrence flashing before him. “No… No!... im... impossible! It must be the drug… you must have released the fumes in here… yes! That has to be it… this was all part of your plan… have the others distract me… while you were secretly waiting to take me out…” The agitated man reasoned; clearly in denial as he stumbled backwards pressing on the wall behind him for support, his eyes intently glued to the scene of the glitching figure several steps ahead. “I… can assure you… this is no drug… and I am… Mike Rayburn… a soul with a vengeance.”

▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬ ‘. . .I don't wanna be this cold (cold) Shivering to my bones (bones) Someone reset my soul, oh, oh And I don't wanna be locked up (up) I don't wanna feel this down (down) I just wanna scream and shout. I'll go out, grow my hair too long Sing your least favourite song At the top of my lungs (oh, oh, oh)

Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to Y ou for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab." 

Noah’s eyebrow twitched, and he pretended not to have heard Blackie’s cackling, “Alright, so what is this reactionary response? What happens when it is triggered?” “Ah, this reactionary response…” Blackie’s tone was rather nonchalant, “It’s what you’d call a soul cuddle.” Within seconds, Noah’s face crumpled into an expression that could only be described with the words ‘are you shitting me?!’ Blackie smirked knowingly, “Ah, but not just anyone can afford to cuddle with a soul of a worldborn! In most cases, your soul hug will figuratively choke the living daylights out of them.”

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" I pulled both of them to my chest, rocking back and forth, my face pressed into Leo’s cold hair. I shrieked, a high, thin sound of absolute madness that echoed off the trees, a sound of a woman who had nothing left to lose and an entire world to burn. "MY BABIES! GOD, NOT MY BABIES!" I shrieked again, the sound breaking into a jagged, violent wail that pierced the night, a mother’s soul shattering into a million pieces of ice.

"Just breathe, Nova. Let it happen. Let yourself remember." But the flashes were coming faster now. Visions of myself in different clothes, speaking in different accents, loving a man I'd thought was only a dream. Betrayal. Separation. Death, not physical death, but the death that came with losing someone who was half of your soul. And underneath it all, a question that echoed through the centuries: Why? "What's happening to me?" I gasped. "Recognition," Myles whispered against my hair. "You're remembering who you are. Who we are. What we've always been to each other."

Screams and shrieks echoed off of the cave walls in a deafening roar that filled her soul with the same gusto the crescendo of a grand opera might stir in order to bring the crowd to their feet, their hearts and hands banging together as they spurred the musicians on. Jo pulled the trigger again and again, firing into the near darkness at anything that moved in front of her. Zane held his fire. “Careful not to take out all of them,” he reminded her.

It still hurt terribly, and when I took a breath, I sounded like Darth Vader due to my lung having a hole, but I stopped feeling like my soul is trying to leave my body. ''Who are you?'' I asked with a gurgling voice when someone unimaginable filled my eyesight. A young woman was standing above me with a slight smile on her face but seriousness in her onyx eyes. It wasn't her presence that shocked me. It was her close resemblance to me. Actually, including few things such as her eyes and freckles, she was like my long-lost twin.

cute. When I arrived at her place, people were already starting to arrive. Colorful lights were flashing everywhere and loud party music was blasting. She told me she wanted to do a “Euphoria” inspired party. “Happy birthday, my soulmate!” I screamed when I saw her, she ran towards me and I gave her a tight hug! “Ugh, I love you my main bitch.” She said and lightly smacked my butt. I handed her the paper bag I was holding containing my gift for her. “What’s this? Thank you so much!”

] [You learned the following Skills] [Sonar Wave]: Produce a sonar wave from the sound made by your cry to expand the range of your detection. [Spectral Attack]: Transform a small part of your soul into a specter and use it to attack, can deal direct damage into a foe's soul.