Soul X Maka Novels & Stories

Maverick’s jaw tightens beside me. “The Moon Goddess only grants the bond under specific conditions,” the Elder says. “Two wolves must lose their fated mates through tragedy. Their souls must remain broken long enough for the bond to awaken.” Jax becomes restless instantly. “Broken souls,” he mutters darkly. “But the bond comes with a price,” Elder Miriam whispers. “Every time it has appeared throughout history… disaster followed.” My heartbeat speeds up painfully. “What kind of disaster?” Maverick asks quietly. The Elder’s expression darkens.

Stralath hummed a human song as the elevator slid below ground, and Cleona shot him a strange look which he ignored. He liked earthling music which showed creativity and spirit. He'd stayed up late scrolling the internet and uploaded an extensive playlist to the "insight device" attached to his skull. Coco cleared her throat, and he reluctantly tapped the disc behind his ear, shutting off the rhythmic sound waves rolling through his mind. "The fisheri won't talk, and we've tried everything short of torture." Coco rocked back on her heels.

He went instantly silent. ​Malakai’s voice erupted, a booming, demonic roar that physically shook the dust from the surrounding trees. "The nerve of such roaches... to enter MY territory to harm MY MATE!" ​His golden eyes burned right past the trembling archer in his grip, locking squarely onto Soulus Vodell. ​Soulus sat frozen atop his warhorse, his face drained of all color. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing in a desperate, frantic motion as his arrogant composure crumbled into ash.

The words sliced through the air, sharp and dangerous. For a moment, Synx’s smile vanished. Her expression hardened, like ice forming over warm skin. "Soul alchemy," she said, as though correcting a child, "is not vulgar necromancy. It isn’t animation. It is restoration. Bringing the soul back into the vessel… even if that vessel is wounded." My heart raced. I looked at Max, his eyes still open, glazed with absence. My chest tightened. "You… you can really do that?" I asked, my voice trembling. "You can bring him back?"

"Take a seat." I complied, pulling the chair a little closer to his desk so that I could rest my papers on it as I went through them. "So firstly we have Mr Xang," I began my explanation. "He was definitely up there with the top contenders for the partnership. However, my main concern with him is that he was a little too discreet about his side of the deal. He seemed to be sort of weak when it came to bargaining, which could be great for us in terms of profits, but not so great in terms of longevity."

She was sort of my soul mate. Yes that is her!!! We understand each other blindly and we have an incredibly strong bond with each other. She always gets my full attention when we are in the same room together and I always try to accommodate her needs. If she's happy, so am I, and if she's not, I'll try my best to change it, like tonight. The chemistry between Josie and I is also right, we even have the same sense of humor and I can laugh with her at the dumbest jokes like no other person. Josie manages to see my world with different eyes and she shows me a new way, her way. I am not perfect. Absolutely not. I've had so many women and no one has been able to see inside me. I hurt many, no mos

Tania's father confirmed that they heard correctly. Henry is not dead and he is still alive, "your body is still alive somewhere." Tania's father returned to his original position. His spiritual energy also returned to a normal human's energy in a split second. For a mortal to be able to manipulate and control his power like that, it was a thing Henry never expected to witness. "The little girl you mentioned, she left a small message by protecting you, and from what I read about your soul colour," the older man snapped his finger, "you're still alive, dead spirit doesn't have energy colour like yours."

Dark eyes wide with apprehension, she shrank back a little as Makarius approached, uncertainty plain on her face as she looked up at this massive figure compared to any normal human. Mate, he said to her. He took her hand, and we saw the wires surrounding their wrists—thin metal cords, traditional markers of a soul bond forming between fated mates in our kind. They shimmered, almost alive with energy. Name? Hannah, she whispered. He kissed her hand. Makarius, sit with us. He looked past her as her friends stared at him, terrified. I have to tell… Mine, Makarius cave manners said. I walked there to smooth things out.

Suyi thought that the beast she would be fighting was the same as the ones she had fought for the past few minutes. But it seemed that she was doomed to fail the very first mission she took. Although souls can no longer die except being dissolved to nothingness, against a beast, they could be captured and trapped as a source for their power. It is either you kill the beast, or the beast will suck your soul away. Right now she is fighting a beast called Cerberus, it is a giant 3 headed dog, they are strong creatures but they are not rare individuals, unlike unicorns or phoenixes and faes.

she nodded gently, her face so intently focused on him now, as he sighed again, struggling to answer her without saying too much. Lukas stepped forward, pulling up one of the chairs from the small dining table, and sitting facing her. "Very few know about us," he said softly, "but the ones that do, they call us 'Shadowsouled'." Jason could feel her apprehension growing, as she likely sensed his nervousness, her eyes drifting between the two of them now.