Soul Touched Novels & Stories

A fresh wave of pain crashed over me, and I felt sick to my stomach at the thought of the love I had once given so willingly. Carter came over with a tissue and gently wiped the tears from my face. I took it and clenched it tightly in my hand. I thanked my lucky stars that I had made it back alive. Otherwise, Miles would have gotten away with this deception for the rest of his life.

the voice responded. "Ohhh... so what are you? The soul or the body?" "The soul, of course." "Oh... yeah, right." she blinked. "That was a dumb question to ask." "What do you see in the place where you are?" "Nothing but an iron gate that burns every time I try to touch it. Also, there are several dark burning candles over here." the soul answered. "Why do you keep touching it if it burns?" "That's because I don't have a choice. My voice goes sore sometimes, so banging on the gate is the only option I have left."

I didn’t know which, but one thing was clear. “She is alive..." I whispered, a truth I could no longer hide. Then... the pull hit again, stronger and sharper. I gasped. My knees almost buckled. “Ah—!" I gasped, grasping the table. Breath coming rapidly, chest burning as if trying to break through, as if calling me loudly and desperately. I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling it again — that touch, that connection. Deep, raw, real — like someone reaching into my soul.

And on his right, was his visitor, who gleefully chuckled when he saw us. The door closed behind us. "Here they are," said the visitor as he rubbed his hands. "I want to watch them fuck." That felt like someone threw a bag of nails at me. Fuck the slave girl in front of them? "It is forbidden for my male slaves to have any sexual parley with female slaves, Elias Thorne," Lord Kael said. "Then make tonight an exception, Kael. I am an important visitor, aren't I?" Lord Kael gave a slow nod then clapped his hands at us. "You heard him. Entertain us."

Some time plans get flopped and nothing happens the way someone thought. After sometime the same worker brought a mug of hot coffee for payal and put it on table. She picked up a mug of coffee before she touch it with her lips, her eyes turned to the guy sitting on the couch who was shivering in this freezing cold. Human have a heart like a petal and sometimes like a stone for someone. She could not blessed her lips to touch of the coffee mug. She looked at Rakesh with warmth, picked the mug in her hands and walked towards him.

Benson Astor was good, they were all good. As Alita heard Sarah talking to herself in the bathroom, a wave of emotion washed over her. She was so overwhelmed that she pushed the door open and hugged naked Sarah, who was surprised, confused, and trying to say she was naked and soaked underneath Alita's clench of love and utter gratitude.

I whispered. “Souls are the energy that moves us to live. I gave you the power to heal the wounds of the soul, those in pain can be saved with your touch. You have the ability to take their suffering away and restore their hearts. But choose wisely on whom to use your gift, Vivianne, not everybody is worthy of saving and you could be tainted with their dark soul.” Dumbstroke, I nodded and repeated in a mumble all she had just said. “Time to go back to sleep, my dear, you need to rest to gain back your strength.”

He bowed his head in shame when he heard my words. "What am I supposed to do to heal the wounds? Please tell me what to do. I'm willing to do anything to heal the wounds. It hurts me as much as it hurts you. Please tell me how to go about it. I'm willing to do it." He pleaded, clinging to my hand so tightly as though he was afraid that I would disappear into thin air. It had been one full week since he last touched me and I hated to admit that his touch still sparked the fire inside me despite everything.

That got my eyes slowly dimming at his touch with my body moving to his rhythm. His finger came down to my shirt, slowly unbuttoning them one at a time. "Don't you have a meeting to attend to?" I asked, gradually drifting into his charm. When he unhooked the fourth button, i felt his hand going under my top, reaching for my right boob. His hand came around it, giving a gentle squeeze, causing my body to sway at his touch. "The meeting can wait." His lips came down on my neck with kisses, trailing my skin with his tempting and Icy touch.