Soule Library Novels & Stories

"Gale, did I scare you? When I transformed. I can be terrifying." Gale? So, that was Zalo's human name? Miro crossed her arms, knowing she'd missed out on many years. Zalo shook her head. "You're beautiful. I knew you'd change to save me." "I can't take this syrupy sweetness." Cleona rolled her eyes. "And I'm hungry. Miss Norvegius, you want intel on your sister? Join us for a coffee." She started walking away, then paused and raised a hand. "Damn. I almost forgot. You're all naked. Let's not get arrested. Stralath, I think there's a go-bag with fresh attire in the trunk." She pointed at a black SUV in the distant lot.

"You will disappear and will never go back so you don't dare die until you grow a soul and I can reincarnate you." We focused our attention on her as she held Gabriel and Raphael by the neck. They have no trace of wounds but you can see the weakness in them as if they have been fighting Syne for years. Is Syne really that powerful? "Wait, what?" Vanna said. "Vampires can grow a soul?" "Anyone can grow a soul," she replied. "Let's settle this Michael," she firmly said. "Just us and let's forget about the vampires. After all, it should only be between us."

Jordyn's eyes were filled with remorse. “Another question: yesterday I shook this guy's hand, and instantly a red design appeared on his neck. What does that mean?” Glancing down at my teacup. She gave me these big googly eyes and said, “It's called a love flame. It is similar to the mate bond. He's soul-bound to you. He can see, hear, and feel what you are doing. If you allowed him to. Did he notice you were his mate?” She smiled at me.

At minimum until they grew hungry once more. As I let the doe off my shoulders, I inhaled a soothing breath. She thudded the wooden table, shaking a ceramic mug on the opposite end. My Voice had gone hoarse, every word painful as it came out. Where do you think I got it? As usual ignoring him, my eldest sister and Celina still silently warmed their hands by the hearth. Coming out my boots and placing them by the door, I turned to Amanda and peeled the wolf pelt from the doe's body.

The Soulmate Covenant is the connection of two souls, the bridging of differences in the name of love, peace, and harmony. Goddess Freya, Goddess of Fate, determines these pairings up on high. But the love between these two souls is nonetheless very real and very powerful. Love cannot be forced, even by a goddess. Therefore, The Covenant is but a seed that must be nurtured and watered to grow. The seed is planted, and it is up to the soulmated pair to tend to it. But if the wrong choice is made that intentionally harms part of the pair, that plant with wither and die.

<><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul' It's an LGBT genre's lesbian love story. Many don't like this genre, so you can happily avoid this book. And the rest are welcome to this world. I hope you all will be witnesses to a pure love story. The story belongs to my dreamland. If anything from this book matched anyone's life that's totally coincident. The medical information and others are there will be from my research and only for making the story more attractive. Once again thanks to everyone for choosing my book to read.

Child of the Unbound. The sound burrowed beneath her ribs. “What is this?” she gasped. The words felt wrong here, like they didn’t belong to her mouth. Kael’s expression darkened. “The soulstream beneath all realms—the artery of Death itself.” The Vein pulsed, as though acknowledging him.

3) And the dua for sleeping, 'Allahumma Bismika Am'tu Wa'hiya' [Ps: Read all the suras and ayat's while laying on the right side and keep hand under the right cheek.] _________________________________ Assalamualaikum Everyone... Hope you all liked the chapter... Do vote and comment... I love you all... 

She didn’t know her destination, so the less luggage there was, the less tiresome their journey to nowhere would be. She was still staring at the rest of the belongings that she was leaving behind—to be precise, her paintings. They were the second part of her soul. She would have loved to take them, but she knew better than herself. She figured out that she might need to carry Lyana at some point in their journey, so overloading herself was a bad idea.

Tharien took the sleeve from his hand. The plastic was warm from being carried, but what lay inside it was ice. A single sheet of paper, neatly printed, the tone clinical and kind in the way a blade could be kind if it didn’t tremble. BOND DISTRESS SUPPORT Confidential. Immediate. Mercy without shame. If you or your bonded partner is experiencing destabilization, sleep disruption, intrusive numbness, or emotional volatility, help is available. At the bottom was an address. A number. A QR code. Tharien’s vision tunneled.