Soulless Novels & Stories

The houses were on each side of the street, and the street went on forever. "What....what is happening?" Kasey shakily asked, her mind already concluding. "It's the souls of the dead... replaying scenes of their lives..." Belasco softly said, sorrow coating his words. "I'm also known as the lord of the lost. These souls will never be free. Not one person has managed to break their cycle since eons ago... These are my people. But yet...I can't help them." Kasey fell quiet, letting Belasco continue leading her to the other side of the street and through another alley. All the way until they reach what looked like it could've been a farming field. But nothing grew. It was now just dried soil. "

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.

He was sick, twisted, and too damn handsome. I kept struggling to buy time. King Lou knew I wouldn't stay dead. Instead, he'd kill me, and a damned soul would take up residence, bringing me back good as new. I hated souls of the damned, and unlike souls from heaven, the damned felt foggy in my head. Years of torture, and past lives of being murderers, thieves, and degenerate slime, gave them the power sometimes to cloud my judgment. All that hate is a powerful thing.

Honestly, their teamwork was pretty impressive. It was just a shame that they had underestimated their opponent. Wilbur let out a cry, his body lighting up with roaring energy flames as a terrifying pressure spread out around him. The Soulless were able to mess with one's spiritual energy, but they were powerless against pure spirit energy.

Donna added one more thing, her tone grave, "All of S-tier Malevolent Phantoms build our defenses entirely with soul energy. You've clashed with Specter twice now—you should know this already. "So, if your wife ever charged straight at one of us, those terrifying, nearly impenetrable defenses we rely on would shatter like cheap glass in front of her. Hollow Soul breaks right through."

"Damn you and your fucking company full of weirdos!" "See you tomorrow," He said smiling like he won a competition. Ugh! If someone will let me choose between the guy in a white suit and that arrogant man, I'll choose that guy in a white suit! "Hello! Diane?" "Yes, miss? Please lower your voice or I'll lose my sense of hearing." "Don't entertain any appointments with that arrogant man." "Who is that arrogant man miss?" "That Mr.Dabal or so whatever the fuck his name is!" "But miss that's against the rule..."

Cristian thought that he would go crazy when he saw the inert body of his partner on the floor covered in blood. His body vibrated so painfully that the wolf stepped outside. Tearing at his clothes on the way he ran in the direction of the man who had hurt his wife, his soul mate, his half, the person he had waited so long for. The anger, the pain, the hatred; A mixture of overwhelmed feelings clouded all sanity, leading him into the abyss of revenge.

Stupid. No. He was too likely to slip up, to fail, and then instead of splitting his soul, he might accidentally kill it. Soulless, Daniels earthly guise, this dull body, would wander the earth in perpetuity, searching for its soul but settling for the next best thing: Lawrence . It would haunt her until the day she died, and maybe after that. What Noah needed was a partner. What he needed was impossible. He grunted and rolled over onto his back, squinting into the bright sun directly overhead.

Riversane he knew The earth overcrowded With wandering lost souls Because heaven and hell lost control of the universe And humans died left and right No more fights for the 6 feet of land Souls don't sleep, they don't demand Human materialistic things, souls travel through The bookshelves and walls and paintings and halls Because Mr. Riversane didn't claim any souls It took a toll on these spirits that now seemed very lost and cold Except I would not get tossed Like the rest of this tempore Welcome to the Land of the dead This is the story of Pepper Rei. Deadly Fun The days were enough and the nights were too dark To stop Pepper Rei from wandering around the world.

like this velliam:- you have to trust me juliana:- please trust him for 1 time jammy:- if you say so (she trying to strip her cloth) velliam:- you don't have to do that let me just touch. and then you get unconscious are you ready (then velliam touch her and she became unconscious. novistle get in tension) velliam:- let me see through your past and soul juliana:- what happen velliam:- I think her parents soul are still live in her heart that cause she can't accept her past and slowly her parents soul make void in her heart