Soul Shrieker Mga Nobela at Kwento

I scream. The shard comes free. The spire collapses.

My knees nearly gave out. The other version of me screamed. I did too. Even now, I’m not sure if it was just an echo or if I actually shrieked in real time. Every hair on my body stood up. Then came her words—the ones that made my blood run cold. “Your soul belongs to me. I will kill you a hundred times if I have to, until I succeed in cultivating it. Don’t betray me.” I wanted to run. I wanted to disappear. But I couldn’t move.

“Don’t worry, she’ll be fine. What do you want to eat?” Maria giggled, her fingers stroking his arm as she murmurs something into his ear. Tears threaten to spill, but I refused to let them see me break. I push through the doors, my heels clicking against the marbled floor as I went to the restroom. Inside, I collapse against the sink, sobbing silently. Until a deep, unfamiliar voice broke through my pain. “Hi, I’m Stefan—” I looked up with clouded eyes. “Stefan Andres?!!! CEO of The Wealth Club?!”. I widened my eyes in shock, with my lips parted and looking lost at him.

“I don’t want your scraps. I don’t want you to give me anything. I built A&S. From the ground up. And I will show you that I can just as easily burn it to the fucking ground.” Her voice drops lower. Her lips curve as she leans closer. “So prepare yourself, darling. Because I’m going to show you the real Syra.” She turns sharply—brushing past me like I’m nothing more than air. Before I can react—before I can even breathe—she stops. And then— She screams. It’s not a human scream. It’s primal. Guttural. Devastating. A scream soaked in centuries of buried pain, betrayal, fury. It cracks the windows—shatters the glass in the chandelier—echoes like a soul tearing in two.

When it spoke, its voice was layered — thousands of tones speaking in perfect unison. “Why do you descend?” The reapers froze. The sound wasn’t heard so much as felt, vibrating through bone and thought alike. Veyra stepped forward, keeping her tone steady. “We seek the ones who stirred you.” “The Soulbound.” “Yes,” she said cautiously. “You know them.” The figure tilted its head. “Know? I remember them.” The walls trembled, and golden veins flared brighter. Soreth’s grip on his weapon tightened. “Where are they?” Veyra demanded.

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…

Leave it at first I concentrate on IKha's song. When I found you, I found everything. The prayers of the heart went beyond the sky, It was then that I got you, O' my SOUL... _______________________ I found my SOUL in you. My world doesn’t exist beyond your arms, keep me here only, O' my SOUL... _______________________ The sight that your eyes don’t like, I’ll not see that scenery again... If I find you, I’ll leave myself, in you somewhere there is my shore...

ASHLEY My eyes flicked open to see Jake looming over me with a frantic look on his face. Someone was screaming near and I looked around but didn't find anyone. " Elena, calm down. It's okay now, it was just a nightmare." He sat on the bed next to me and held me, making sure he didn't come in contact with my injured side. The screams finally stopped and my breath was coming out in short and harsh. I realized then that it was me who was screaming from the throbbing in my throat.

She realized, in her quest for escaping, she had stopped playing the flute, and that had bring the Gashadokuros back to reality and made her become their present prey. The voices seemed not to stop, they were noisy and her ears hurt so badly, as she closed her ears, trying to conceal the sound of those dead souls, these voices were sure going to Hunt her, if she leaves here, It was not just the skeletons that speaks, but the number of souls who live In one Skeleton that speaks, and she heard it, a little voice, which called her, by her name, "Sharriah, destroyer of evil, you cannot escape, you cannot escape, till you take the mark of a Gashadokuro."

The man scream echoed in the whole room, he was begging him to leave him. Shivay – YOU BLOODY YOU HURT MY GIRL, HOW DARE TO LAY YOUR FINGER ON HER, YOU MADE HER CRY, YOU FUCKER YOU WERE READY TO FORCE YOURSELF ON HER, YOU THINK I WOULD LEAVE THE BLOODY BASTARD WHO TRIES TO HURT MY GIRL, NO NEVER, SHIAVY SINGH OBEROI WILL KILL WHOEVER TRY TO HARM HIS ANGEL, THEY WILL FACE THE DEVIL ME, YOU’LL PAY FOR IT.