Soule Library Novels & Stories

"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."

<><><><><><><> 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... 

Someone who has nothing to do with her. “I may not have the money and power you have, but your soul is empty, and that is what is eating you up. And of course, you cannot refute the fact that you and your parents are the most wicked souls that this planet has ever produced. You all deserve a trophy for being amazingly wicked!” I fire at her.

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.

“But we need to head back to the pack house now. It’s getting dark.” “Kelvin must have kept wolf’s bane somewhere in this house,” Molly said as she searched a cupboard. “Help me find it.” I knew he kept it under his bed, but I let her keep looking, hoping she wouldn’t find it. It made me wonder as I thought of the wolf’s bane, how Anthony Gordon, if he did attack, would be able to kill Trevor when the circle is supposed to be surrounded by werewolves. Yes, he was stronger, but there was no way he could take out that many werewolves on a full moon. Unless… Yarikh's box.

Hopefully, he would not think it was lame. He placed a tender kiss on my forehead once he pulled away from my lips. Then he waited with eager anticipation of what I had planned. “Dante and Byron, you aren’t just my mates because you quickly and effortlessly became my everything. Fae lifetimes are longer than many species. I’ve seen and done many things in my life, but there had always been something missing even if I had no idea what it was or where to find it. That was until you came into my life, and I realized it was the two of you that had been missing. There is an old Fae custom called a Soul Tether. It shares my soul with you and vice versa. It irrevocably cements our bond and fortifie

Said the hairy middle-aged man as he stood still without no expression shown in his eyes. “Huh?” The lady with her face concealed behind a white yashmak stared at the fair skinned lady slightly confused about the situation at hand. “My souse bags will protect you from the smoke.” She claimed. “Have seen and heard stories like this one. something to do with a being having the power to swallow up another being to become whole and wild.” “Is it one of the potency of a Humane, big sister?” “No. It is the work of the armour.” She responded.