Novel & Cerita Souls Memes

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

She was sort of my soul mate. Yes that is her!!! We understand each other blindly and we have an incredibly strong bond with each other. She always gets my full attention when we are in the same room together and I always try to accommodate her needs. If she's happy, so am I, and if she's not, I'll try my best to change it, like tonight. The chemistry between Josie and I is also right, we even have the same sense of humor and I can laugh with her at the dumbest jokes like no other person. Josie manages to see my world with different eyes and she shows me a new way, her way. I am not perfect. Absolutely not. I've had so many women and no one has been able to see inside me. I hurt many, no mos

Suyi thought that the beast she would be fighting was the same as the ones she had fought for the past few minutes. But it seemed that she was doomed to fail the very first mission she took. Although souls can no longer die except being dissolved to nothingness, against a beast, they could be captured and trapped as a source for their power. It is either you kill the beast, or the beast will suck your soul away. Right now she is fighting a beast called Cerberus, it is a giant 3 headed dog, they are strong creatures but they are not rare individuals, unlike unicorns or phoenixes and faes.

Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to Y ou for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab." 

****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...

He got startled a little but then laughed again as the golem returned him to the ground. "This is truly a joyful day!" He raised his hands in the air and opened his palms, striking a perfect T-pose. One of the rats followed his exampled and did the same pose, just with less energy. "What in the name of God are they doing..." David and the critters were confusingly watching such a display from the two. In the end, David started to laugh, remembering an old meme he saw in high school about a rat wearing a pope's garment with a peculiar song attached to it.

Meat? What the hell was that anyway? "There's the land of the dead, meat-" "What is bloody hell does meat means?" A serious look worked up on my face as they desperately seemed for a reply. "Calm down your majesty." He crossed his legs as he rested on a tree opposite to me. "Meat- Magic eyed Madame Edwald Aggredenald of the land of the dead." My brain stopped to work out the stupid acronym. But, wouldn't that be; memeaorlotd...or memeald if only the key words were picked. "Are we cleared your majesty?" Cleared, was a huge understatement, but I wasn't going to waste the remaining minutes left on that. And how he knew the exact minutes till sundown? I didn't know.

And soft bread. He laughs softly. — You’ll see, you’ll like it. He approaches, pulls the small table closer, pours the soup into a cardboard bowl. The smell rises, sweet, simple, human. Nothing hostile. Nothing alarming. I watch the steam. It trembles, fragile, like a memory. — Here, just try a little, okay? He takes the spoon, fills it, blows on it like one would for a child. His gestures break me. I take it slowly.

" Like a tide of hopelessness, the lost souls glided toward us rather than walking. Their spectral hands grabbed for my flesh, and as soon as they made contact, memories that weren't mine exploded in my head. The scream of a lady. A fighter going down on his knees. It was an already lost war. I gasped and staggered back. Damon took hold of my wrist. "Hey, Melissa! What's the matter? With blurred eyesight, I gripped his arm. "These souls—they're more than just spirits." I trembled when I spoke. They resembled us. Warriors from earlier cycles. Damon tightened his jaw. "Then they didn't succeed." The closest lost soul screamed, its voice twisted in agony. "We tried, but we failed."

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