Souls Memes Novels & Stories

I joked. “No Aiden, it isn't. It says here that with every bond, friendship, family, love, hate, desire, and the like, regardless of whether the person stays or leaves, there's always a whole or residual piece of the soul of that person left in your mind. Hence, Soul Chain”. He explained further. “That sounds stupid,” I said. We both looked at ourselves, amused by the concept of what had just read, and we laughed aloud, heartily, to our heart's content.

“What clue? “ Williams smiled “ Think about it, these deaths could be possible caused by anything or anyone, it could be an organization, a cult or even a single entity but there is a factor been have to look at, these deaths happens all over the world at almost the same period of time, that means there must be something, maybe an instrument that is been used to immediately kill people in a large scale, and I was able to find something interesting “ “What? “ “ Linghun xipan or rather, soul suckers” Lucy eyes widened ‘ Just how much does he know’ “ A soul sucker is an instrument ,just like the name implies, used for sucking souls. I also discovered something very interesting, a soul sucker co

I scream in protest, but a thought hits me when Luke sets me down in the house. “Vampires don’t have souls do they,” I question, giving him a serious face. “They do, it's buried in their subconscious with their memories, hard to draw out. For humans or creatures with a heartbeat, your soul is believed to be the part of you that can live on, maybe even redeem you if you’d led a bad life,” he explains.

As for the packs, that number increases to over 90,000 able-bodied fighters. Besides, with Aura, Orion, Celeste, Fenrir, Kodiak, Chaos, Atticus, and Gaia’s mates, wolves. Well, these wolves are the most powerful in the world. So it looks like Sephone won’t stand a damn chance. Not forgetting Dragus and the members of the Supernatural Council. She needs to understand who the real queen is, and that is me. I may be human, but she will realise that it doesn’t matter if I am or not. She can’t win.

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.

She shouted "shit, its burned out" "What?? Your heart or my love? " Rakesh said so. "It's fish frying pan!" while tapping on her forehead. "If we could not quench our hunger, both of our love and hearts will burn out" she said sarcastically. "It's Good, at least we would be called mates in hunger times" Rakesh started packing his violin in black case the way any mother was treated, her child carefully with love. Payal was reading his sad face silently as some kid is sad after his toy.

The possessed body sighed, raised the faces to the night sky, the face on the right side mouth was half-opened with slightly squinted eyes giving off a sarcastic smile and the other on the left side gave a muscled face, frozen in deep hatred. "Ah, feels good." The face on the center chillingly said clasping his eight arms around his possessed body, wholeheartedly embracing the new look. Then the possessed body held the centered face, "Ugh… how my minds against the memories of this body ache all over…" he beheld the Immortal on the humongous barrier. "Yes. That black chain on you, this body’s memories speak loudly on how it was said to have the power to extract the souls of the dead sending t

Then the reply came: [Lyra 🐾] 10:50 PM Yeah. Just… One of those nights. He read it twice. He read it twice. Then typed: [Elias Vale ] 10:51 PM You don’t owe anyone anything, you know. Not your smile. Not your silence. Another pause. Then, unexpectedly, a new message popped in. A meme. It was a grainy photo of a cat sitting in a sink with a towel over its head. Caption: “I am small. I am tired. I want soup and vengeance.”

cute. When I arrived at her place, people were already starting to arrive. Colorful lights were flashing everywhere and loud party music was blasting. She told me she wanted to do a “Euphoria” inspired party. “Happy birthday, my soulmate!” I screamed when I saw her, she ran towards me and I gave her a tight hug! “Ugh, I love you my main bitch.” She said and lightly smacked my butt. I handed her the paper bag I was holding containing my gift for her. “What’s this? Thank you so much!”

A huge red demon with the body of a muscular and furry beast and the head and neck of a python emerged from the ground. The soul looked surprised but then continued sitting and showing an 'I don't care' attitude. Of course, it would behave like that because it was a soul and felt that it wouldn't be touched by anything. But I knew that this demon can definitely cause harm to it because the mirror summons demons according to my situation. The demon reached out and tried to grab the soul in vain. The soul laughed at the demon's attempt and laughed at me as well. To my surprise, the demon laughed and the spat a black sticky substance at the soul.