Soul Spirit Stone Reviews Novels & Stories

Prayer warrior 2: (closes eyes for a bit) Hmmmm… spirit of denial? Possessed girl: (with a shrill voice) Ah yes, that’s me… (eyes grow wide, their voice getting louder and more shrill) Oh, no! NOPE! I’m not a spirit of denial! I’m not! REALLY, I’M NOT! Uhhhh… say that again?! Prayer warriors: (look at each other) MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh sure, of course you’re not! +++++++++ Are you feeling as if these are sorely lacking? *stifles laughter...

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.”

Pablo begged and she agreed. "It's going to drain me but I will see what I can do." Sapphire said and walked forward. "Hold on. What do you mean it's going to drain you?" Pablo asked, pulling her back. "Don't worry Pablo. I will be totally fine." Sapphire said. Pablo didn't seem to believe her at all. "Tell me the truth sapphire." Pablo said. "I am positive energy and this place is filled with nothing else but evil and wickedness. It's filled with everything evil. If I try to use my powers to the extreme, especially when it has something to do with the opposite energy." Sapphire explained.

Kael stood in the royal war library, the scent of old parchment and dust filling the air around him. He had been searching for answers for hours, trying to piece together the strange sensations that had been haunting him since the Soul-Oath had been forged. His body still ached from the shared pain of the ritual, but it was the inexplicable sense of familiarity, of déjà vu, that troubled him the most.

he continued, looking at Rebecca. “I’m Rebecca Holland, Mr. Stone’s partner for the evening. Nice to meet you, Mr...” she intervened in a determined voice. “Spencer Collins, director and writer!” It was like I didn’t exist anymore. The truth was Rebecca was beautiful, and I took that risk when I invited her. And since all the attention was on her, I had to go with that. And even be proud of it. “Please come to my table. There we can talk better. And it’s right next to the stage. I’m sure the gentleman here will win in all categories.”

After she had ran away from the pack, she didn’t expect to run so far into the territory of the Blood Moon pack. ‘It’s just my luck’ She frowned. What would she do if Blake agreed to the trade? She would have to return to her pack. She would have to continue being his doormat and he could continue being the arrogant, narcissist devil that she thought him to be. Alas, she had no other way out. Ruax had gotten a meeting arranged for that very evening. He was excited as a child, he could not wait to get his hands on that little stone. The hearthstone was usually acquired by huge packs as it would be used as a way to punish souls who did them wrong. They would trap the soul into the stone and it

I became so stiff buckling so hard. It was so intense, I felt like my soul left my body and went to heaven. I saw stars behind my eyelids so bright, blinding me. " I am never going to forget this beautiful sight which I am seeing today," Ezra said in awe with big eyes grinning sheepishly. " Woowww, just wowww." I can't even form words properly due to the first orgasm of my life. I pulled my body in a sitting position and I can see the desire in Ezra's eyes and how he is holding himself from devouring me right now. He has given me the best orgasm of life and I want to give him something best too.

Matthan shouted while waving his arm, about two miles from where Flavius stood then he looked back hoping to see Herminia, squinted his eyes to the front where Matthan was, he could see a short girl standing near him. “Is that who I think it is?” he struggled as he jogged the same awkward manner as before heading to them… Few agony moments later, he was seen laying down on the grass breathing hard. “I-I-I made it… This t-time.” “Here you go.” Matthan said giving several gemstones which looks like diamonds to Herminia. He looked at Flavius with a big smile on his face. “Time for the next training.” “What?... Just kill me!” Flavius complained.

****okay so last chapter Devon got a little frisky with Jennifer. This chapter is all about her and how her feelings for Jennifer developed. This chapter gives a whole new outlook to Soulmates but that is all I'm saying. You have to read in order to find out... Hehehehe enjoy**** Devon POV junior year of high school...

“You’re tall. I hate tall.” “Sorry.” “Oh, it’s not your fault. Just me. Hurts my neck looking up all the time.” She fidgeted, pushing her glasses back. “Speaking of ghosts, did you know fluoride causes the calcification of the pineal gland, shutting down our so-called sixth sense? This, along with the parents who condition their children from a young age by telling them such things aren’t real, is what basically closes the veil and keeps it closed. Most people can’t even see the resonance of the ghosts around them. Wouldn’t you agree?”