Soulless Novels & Stories

Shin first thought it was because of their blind loyalty but when he looked into their eyes, he found a different answer. "They are already dead" he mumbled All this while, Shin had been wondering to himself "what kind of man would blow himself up to take down his enemy?" And the answer came to him. A man whose actions are not of his own will, a man who has no fear or awareness of death, a man with no soul. Shin looked into the eyes of these men and saw that the had been stripped of their souls. They were nothing but soulless husks that were made to battle.

“*** Ψυχές χώριες, ψυχές δεμένες. Χρησιμοποιήστε το σκοτάδι μέσα για να τροφοδοτήσετε τη φλόγα της κόλασης που καίει τις ψυχές χώρια. Καθρεφτίστε μας, σκιάστε μας, χρωματίστε την εικόνα μας και προβάλετε την αντανάκλασή μας στον κόσμο. Souls apart ,souls bound. Use the darkness within to fuel the hell flame that burns souls apart. Mirror us , shadow us ,form in our image and project our reflection unto the world.**” I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me more and more as we chanted but I couldn’t stop chanting. It was now too late to go back. Steam soon filled the entire room as the thick dark cloudy like form blinded us only to soon reveal the results of the forbidden spell casted w

Not quite a shadow. The Pale One smiled — faint, knowing. “You shouldn’t be here,” it said, voice carrying the echo of a thousand deaths. “I could say the same,” Soreth replied, though his throat was dry. “You shouldn’t exist.” The Pale One tilted its head. “And yet, here we both are. Two ghosts searching for the same truth.” “What truth?” “The one your masters buried.” The Pale One’s form flickered — now nearer, close enough for Soreth to see the faint shimmer of symbols written across its skin. “The Soulbound were the price of your immortality. You just forgot who paid it.”

“You b*stard! You filthy, worthless *sshole! I’ve groomed you with so much care throughout the years, and you repay me by betraying me! You even killed me!” “I’m sorry… Can you please let go of my child? You only hate me, but this has nothing to do with my child. My death would’ve paid for all my debts.” The last words of the dead had been integrated into the souls. These words rang incessantly in Fane's ears as the souls transformed into soul-shockwaves that flurried toward Fane. The desire to stay alive and the fear of death continuously challenged Fane’s determination.

He added which made Laura gasp with a scoff. "Does being in a state like this look fun to you?– Huh?" She stuttered, her gaze was blank and tears welled up in her eyes. "Is not like I'm human?– I'm just a raged and wounded ghost who passes by like the wind along with the shadow of the sunset" She cried. "How can I stay put when those bastards who changed my destiny, haunt after my sister!– Tell me" Her voice trembled with sobs which made Rubin's face flash with guilt.

"She seems to be fighting with you here." "I'm not letting the bullet fragment in her heart win this fight," Kelly chokes in soft sobs. "She's lived with it for this long, she can hang on longer. She has to." My vision was growing fuzzy and the sounds around me were growing distant. My body felt numb and my grip on her hand loosened. My vision faded to black and her distant voice called out to me, but I wasn't able to open my eyes. ***The remaining of this chapter will be through Kelly's POV ***

Everything disappeared from my sight, leaving only blinding white light, which scorched my eyes. ‘’You are being punished for playing with the power which should never be in human hands. Your hun* souls will be cursed, and you won’t be able to find peace. You will be cursed to repeat your miserable life while the other parts of your soul die in great misfortune unable to find happiness both in life and death.’’ The dread coming from these words was enough to make me forget the horrible pain. This sounded so familiar but, at the same time, so strange. I didn’t have time to think, though. The pain slowly disappeared together with the lighting, and somebody’s voice was floating in my mind.

“Whatever-the-fuck. Anyway, I been watchin’ from here almost every night since then and he’s always gone real late on Wednesday nights. I’m goin’ in there and I’m bustin’ inta that stone chest . . . ” He reached behind him, unzipped his backpack and pulled out a short-handled, hand-held sledgehammer. He hefted it, like he was Thor and it was Mjölnir. “I’m bustin’ in there and gettin’ that box and I’m crushin’ all those tiles to fuckin’ powder. I dunno how I know it, but I do. Dad’s soul is trapped in them things, and I’m gonna let it out.”

A year since that day I ran away from home and decided to die on an island. I had the perfect idea of the perfect death. It was not unsuccessful. In fact, the lost soul, Brieanna died and is still submerged down the ocean floor. I never retrieved my backpack, it's my grave.

Some time plans get flopped and nothing happens the way someone thought. After sometime the same worker brought a mug of hot coffee for payal and put it on table. She picked up a mug of coffee before she touch it with her lips, her eyes turned to the guy sitting on the couch who was shivering in this freezing cold. Human have a heart like a petal and sometimes like a stone for someone. She could not blessed her lips to touch of the coffee mug. She looked at Rakesh with warmth, picked the mug in her hands and walked towards him.