Soule Library Novels & Stories

In an instant, he was inside Two's Soul Scape. The Soul Scape was an immaterial Dimension inside one's self. Adding Ion Energy into it, allowed it to turn corporeal once the Cultivator reached the Correct Realm to do so. Better than carrying any pouches or sacks for that matter. But since it was connected to one's soul the destruction of the Soul would destroy all the items inside. It also required the nurturing of Ion Energy.

And something inside him… shattered. "Alexei…" I said quietly, watching him closely. "Are you sure?" "No," he admitted. "But I need her." "Just don’t wake her up." "I can’t promise that, Pavel." Then he kissed her. And when his lips met hers, her light touched him. It didn’t just wrap around him—it pierced through him. Tore him open. And what spilled out wasn’t tenderness… it was darkness. The rawest part of him, the one he always tried to hide even from me, but that I had always known. His soul recognized her. His body claimed her. There was no logic. No restraint.

Nate abruptly stopped reading, massaging his temples thinking that he was too mature to believe in such ridiculous tales; nevertheless he continued, hoping to find answers that could help shed some light on things he himself could not explain clearly. “It was said that all souls were set free to roam the earth on this holy night of the dead, returning to their eternal resting place at the crack of dawn, but a soul with a vengeance, a link or a chain bounding them to the land of the living may never find its way back into the gates of the afterlife…. Now what the hell does that mean? Are they saying a bunch of dead people usually wakes up on Peter Pak but if they have unfinished business they

“Come on, Sylvie! Let's meet some new people!” “Yes, yes, I'm coming.” Sylvie said, she looked at Soheila and said, “See you later, Master. Don't stress yourself from thinking too much.” Soheila nodded, and just watched her two small cute little spirit beasts left her room. “I need to go to the library tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Little Black said before that this is the famous and best Blue Moon Sect, but it was an Academy. This is why I thought Blue Moon Academy was familiar, it was in fact the Blue Moon Sect that Little Black said. An academy and a sect are way more different. Still, there has to be a library in an academy. The library would help me search a way out to this contin

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.

He was the guardian of the Gate of Purgatory before Bellious took over. “Three months.” He says placing his hand on her belly. I smile at them both. Sofia is to be the next Moon Goddess, but she still isn’t ready. “How about you, Dahlia? How long do you have left?” I ask her when Malachi sits next to her. These two didn’t have the best start. But that is a different story.

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.

-Dylan- he heard his alpha call him -ask Louva to come up- The wolf took the position of soldier accepting a mission and disappeared in a few seconds down the stairs. Sergei watched his friend and although he was happy, he was envious. Not because he was now in delicious agony but because he had found his mate. He was 100 years older than him and although they could live close to 1500 years, he was not sure of finding his soul mate.

Map Of The Soul . Written by Authoress Kamara . Chapter 5: His Fear . Kai’s head rested in his hand, propping it up by his chin as he struggled to stay attentive during the lecture. The professor, a short, old man with a talent for sounding incredibly boring, was talking on about something-Kai barely took in a word of what he was saying. His eyelids felt leaden, threatening to close and swallow him in a much needed sleep. The issues with his soulmate has been plaguing him for weeks now and it was infuriating; he was kept awake at night thinking about it focusing on the now constant presence in the back of his mind.

****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...