Souls Unfractured Novels & Stories

★𝕺𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖆 The pain was a dull, constant throb, a raw reminder that my soul had been fractured and then violently rebuilt by Ronan’s desperate sacrifice. I felt physically hollowed out, but the immense power I now held, no longer restrained by the spiritual seal, felt like a silent, humming generator beneath my skin. The elemental core of the heir was dormant, protected, but my own was terrifyingly vibrant and alert.

The white expanse stretched infinite, a void of light that felt neither empty nor full, but alive with possibility. The gold fracture pulsed before them, its warm light a stark contrast to the crimson and black that had nearly unmade them. It wasn’t a seam or a crack, it was a doorway, its edges soft and fluid, as if inviting them to step through. But the weight of the unmaking’s final words lingered: The unmaking waits. Rowan’s blade hung at his side, no longer glowing but steady in his grip, a reminder that trust was a luxury they couldn’t afford.

Tarry not towards the end, Await and appreciate, As you are now, Your sorrow and your joy, Each defines a part of you. Confining you not, To the Limitations of life. Await for yourself, Yet, a new hope, That lingers not in the tribulations of Life, Conforming one to the fraternities of it, And leaving them ajar to the cruelties yet unseen. Rather, Guard yourselves with the bleeding truth, Which suffers in it's own way,

ASHLEY {Monday, 4 days to the blood moon} “Our goal,” Anthony Gordon said. “Is to create a superhuman. With werewolf strength, werewolf speed, and werewolf healing abilities. But without the fur.” I touched Peter's palm, and it was too cold. “How did you know that his blood would be compatible with mine if you haven't tested him yet?” I asked.

"I am my genius father. You are so slender, so elegant. I am so lucky to have a thoughtful father like you. I'm glad you're my father. I'm glad I'm your daughter. I'll kiss you when you come, and it's huge!" He quickly stood up and threw everything on the table to the floor. He still wasn't dead! Again he succumbed to his helplessness! Even when he killed his daughter with his own hands, he had never been this helpless... The fire inside him would not go out no matter what he did. Because he knew that only the last thing called death could put out that fire. Only those who were not helpless would do it. That fire in the helpless would burn until death, and it would burn like hell... Just lik

I caught Javonte's gaze across the field, and a silent exchange of strength passed between us. The feeling of the unity spell humming inside me, amplifying my senses and my awareness of every single soul in Fox Village and the remainder of Meadowood. It felt as if I was tethered to each of them, able to feel their courage, their fear, and their loyalty. This wasn’t just my battle or Javonte’s—it was ours. Every member here believed in the cause and believed in protecting what was sacred.

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

"To all men in the world… Think twice before breaking a promise to a woman. Never hurt a woman, because you never know what she may become. Their hearts are fragile; treat them like eggs. They care deeply about the men they love, but once you're off their list, your existence or demise means nothing to them anymore… "If a broken woman seeks revenge, be prepared to face the worst fate. Women are the salt of the earth; the sweeteners of the universe. Once they set their minds on something, they're unstoppable…

"It doesn't matter, what you have to think about is how you'll be able to succeed in soul fragmenting, man, it has a 97% failure rate." I wrinkled my eyebrows, "Huh? Is it that hard?" "Yes, it is tough; and, actually there are two ways to do it. The first one is you must master soul cultivation to enhance your soul power. Enhancing your soul power will increase the number of quarks in your body. Soul fragmentation is the absorption of another person's strange quark. I'm sure you know that a necro is a soul or to be precise a normal quark embedded with strange quarks. You have to absorb a few of their strange quarks to your normal quarks, increase the number of your necros. That is " He rais

where the spirit didn't outrun the bone, and the bone didn't crush the spirit. "The 'Friction' has become 'Fluid'," Kiri noted, her essence now residing in a specialized "Maintenance-Sphere" that drifted through the trade routes. She monitored the "Soul-Oil" levels, which remained at a "Steady-State" of three-thousandths of a soul-unit. "We’ve optimized the struggle, Elen. The 'Work' is efficient, the 'Soot' is managed, and the 'Life' is long. For the first time, the Multiverse feels... 'Safe'."