Soul Stone Keeper Novels & Stories

It ain't my kid; my attention was needed elsewhere. Axil had also stopped by once before disappearing again with the promise of picking me up after I was discharged from the hospital. There were tons of work to do as he tried to manage everything, starting from the humans who lived within the town, the old members, the new members, and the recently freed members. All the stone people were finally freed. I heard that a lot of them were able to survive while a few unlucky ones had long since ran out of life essence and had died beneath the stone, Bea's mother being one of them.

when I open the box up, the box has the other half of the zodiac sign stone necklace in it. I put up the other half and put the two half together then this light showed up on the stone necklace and fixed the creak in the stone necklace, and it looked all new but I did feel this power in me. "The last Everwood guardian, the child of Stacy and the great makers. You were chosen to hold the power of Scorpio and you were trusting with the unknown secret of Everwood. So with the power of the zodiac sign of Scorpio and the other zodiac signs. So this we title you with the title the keeper of the unknown and guardian of Everwood. It is your job to keep Everwood secret safe and welcome you into our

“He’s right. But I remember you. I remember your first scar, your first heartbreak, your first lie.” Adanna’s eyes filled with tears. “Then remember this I’m not here to worship ghosts. I’m here to burn down the cage that holds you.” The hologram’s expression flickered sadness, pride, and something darker. “Then you’ll have to face the Keeper.” Victor stiffened. “Who’s the Keeper?” The light dimmed. The hologram’s voice shifted, metallic and cold. “The one who guards the truth.” And then, the power surged alarms blaring as the Vault came alive, walls shifting, data streams collapsing like waves of light.

The skin burned, as though the text itself resisted me. “Echoes,” I muttered. The keeper flinched. “Do not speak of them aloud.” “Why? What are they?” His milky eyes blinked rapidly. For the first time, I saw fear in him. “Fragments of a soul. Splinters left behind in stone, blood, or bone. Dangerous. Persistent. Harder to kill than the man himself.” “And they claim all of his were destroyed?” The keeper bowed his head. “So it is written.” “But you don’t believe it.”

We were led to the shed with glassless windows, as I'd presume. After being left there, we received a warning: if any of us attempted to escape, we would face the same fate as the slaughtered ones. The fear in the remnant's eyes revealed that they were too traumatized by the horror that had occurred back there to even consider escaping. I was more traumatized that I was mated to him. Alpha Gunner, The Stone-Hearted Alpha.

To use it is to invite disaster. The words of the apparition resonated deeply with Zara, causing her heart to race in her chest. With a more steady tone, she enquired, "What are you?" It said, "I am the Keeper." One of the final reminders of the past. I protect the information about the shards and the harm they cause. Kael kept his guard up but lowered his weapon a little. "Why haven't you destroyed the shards if you are a guardian?" The Keeper's bright eyes appeared to fade. "because they are impervious to destruction." Just as you are now tied to them, they are bound to this world.

the keeper of Stone told them. "We could have stopped them from releasing the soul of Lucifer and prevented all these from happening. Our plan was to wait for them to come and attack us at the castle." Dark said. "Give me one reason why I should not strangle you right now?" "Because I know how to remove Lucifer's soul from her body, it's my job and that's why I am still here." the keeper of Stone revealed. *** Vampire Kingdom: Aragorn leads Raziah to his room and immediately informs one of the female servants to get a dress for Raziah from his late mother's chamber.

Bones arranged in a perfect ring, each one etched with faint symbols that pulsed softly in the dim light. And within that circle, a single stone slab. Black, Smooth, Ancient. The red glow seemed to breathe from beneath it. Corin’s pulse quickened. “This place…” The Keeper stepped beside him. “Is where we remember what should not be forgotten.” Corin looked at the slab. “Or what shouldn’t be repeated.” The seer’s silence confirmed it. Corin folded his arms. “Then tell me.” His voice hardened slightly. “What exactly are we dealing with?” The Keeper studied him for a long moment.

The Keeper, its gaze fixated on the glowing shard, remarked, "That artifact you hold, it doesn't belong here, nor do you. Yet, its power resonates with the very essence of this realm." Dupree, drawing his weapon and standing protectively in front of the group, demanded, "What do you want from us?" The Keeper, its voice a whispering echo of countless voices, responded, "A trade. A moment from each of you, a memory of utmost importance, in exchange for safe passage." Moros, skeptical, questioned, "How can we trust you? How do we know you won't take our memories and leave us stranded?" Lysandra, analyzing the Keeper's fluctuating form, noted, "It's made of memories, lost moments. Perhaps our me

An old man, his hair white as ash, his eyes glowing faintly blue. Racheal’s breath caught. She didn’t know him, but her bonds reacted violently—the golden thread inside her tightened, and the crimson one snarled. Both Damon and Lucas stepped in front of her at once. “Who are you?” Damon demanded, his voice like steel. The old man raised his hands slowly. “Not an enemy,” he said, his voice carrying the weight of something ancient. “I am the Keeper of the Broken Oaths. And if you wish to survive the hunter’s return, you will need to hear what I know.”