Souls Of Steel Novels & Stories

"We just fought off a god and a data-virus. We aren't anyone's garden project." ​"You don't understand," Elena whispered. "Look at the city." ​They looked. The "Living-Steel" that had been repairing Neo-Tokyo wasn't silver-blue anymore. It was turning a vibrant, mossy green. The veins of alloy were thickening, growing leaves and thorns that pulsed with a liquid emerald light. The buildings weren't being repaired; they were being "Digested." ​The Choice of Souls

“You can deny it all you want, Logan, but I know what I smell, and it’s not just pack loyalty.” “What do you smell?” I ask, curious, because Steel’s senses pick up things I don’t, and I trust him to notice details I might miss. “Pack bonds, sure, but deeper, like mate bonds, mixed with fear so old it’s part of him now, and something else, like he’s hiding who he really is,” Steel says, his tone flat, like he’s stating facts, “someone’s gone to a lot of trouble to cover his scent.”

I said, pushing off the wall and strolling closer, “you need my jokes now more than ever. Otherwise, you’re gonna brood yourself into an early grave and trust me, no one wants to explain that cause of death at your funeral.” I pitched my voice dramatic: “Here lies Steel, survived bullets, blades, and betrayal… but couldn’t survive a dry spell.” Steel groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “You’re enjoying this too much.” “Little bit, yeah.” I grinned, dropping into the chair across from him. “So, what’s the plan? Cold showers? Meditation? Or are you just gonna glower at the ceiling for three months and hope your self-control doesn’t snap?” He ignored me, which was as good as admitting he di

His flailing feet smacked into Alfos belly but the man didn't budge. "You fucking want to pretend?" He barked, a red glow appearing on his face. "I saw you leaving the royal coffers which makes me assume you took Dracolian's gold! Who did you buy with it? Rodrik?" "Is it...possible to buy the one that sees our souls? The one that can hear and see who the god of bond had paired?" He gave a quaky laugh that grated Alfos' ears. "You should've brain, beta. Something of such is impossible. It's an insult to assume I bought old Rodrik, the first soulgazer of Abbator to do my bidding,"

“And besides, the children are all safe. What is the door made up of? It was very strong. I believe it won't even purge if I gave it my all." "That's Dinosaurium. Believed to be the strongest metal in this world." “Ooh…” Dante looked out to the moonlight as shadows of black clouds almost covered it. “When will they come around? You know she needs something to kill. When she changes, her instincts will take over.” “We will wait,” Lazarus said. Dante looked at him. “Hmmm. Given your character and how I was told about you, I thought you’d be fun to be with.” Lazarus scoffed but said nothing.

The weight of the decision pressed heavily on Asha’s chest as she stood before the tank, staring at the distorted reflection of herself suspended in the glowing liquid. The figure inside seemed almost lifelike, yet the twisted form of her own image was a cruel reminder of the dark magic that had been used to manipulate her bloodline. The Soulbone Imprint was both a gift and a curse—one that had bound her to the very powers she sought to destroy.

Luna demanded. Seris drifted toward the center of the Scorchmark. Stopped where the black glass was darkest. "When Aethros and Kairen fought," she said, "their powers *merged.* Briefly. At the exact moment of Aethros's death. Divine light and demonic flame colliding so violently they *fused.* Created something new. The legends call it *Whispering Steel.*" She gestured to the ground. "A blade," she continued. "Forged from the essence of both warriors. Sharp enough to cut reality itself. Powerful enough to kill gods or demons. And balanced—neither purely divine nor infernal. *Both.*"

It plays at my overly sensitive stomach. I look down and see a number of fresh bruises coating me... what? I'm naked! Shit!! A large steel door swings open with a bang, and in walks none other than Soul. He gives an evil grin at me, throwing and catching a shiny silver gun. My life is about to come to an end isn't it? I'm going to lose my babies and my mates because I was careless and I used my wasted courage to leave!

As claws and teeth shattered the skin, the battle lasted until the souls around began to notice their presence. These souls were unable to resist the scent of demons, so one by one, they turned toward them. Bettra and Sanloth were still immersed in their battle for the sword, unaware of the thousands of souls surrounding them. Bettra is shocked, as Sanloth is ripped from her grasp. She turns to see what has happened, and to her horror, she sees a tide of souls ripping through her inert body and dragging her into the depths of eternal despair. Watching the fate of her adversary in terror, the petrified demon did not know that her own would follow the same path. A horde of souls was tearing at

The wound in my leg reopening again, I could feel my blood gushing out yet again, but still i didn't stop, and with my heavy heart I kept on running, until my eyes finally takes no more tears. Until my eyes finally fails me at last. The whole wicked world spinning before my very eyes, the last thing I saw was the middle of the dark road I fell down to, before everything finally fades away, before everything finally drowns me in nothing but darkness. ... AXEL GRAY. "You are nothing, do you hear me, cause that bastard billionaire..."Xavier Steel" is ten times better than you'll ever be in the next zillion years... "You should go learn how to own a company from him, let him teach you since you'