Staring Into My Soul Novels & Stories

"People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life." – Elizabeth Gilbert "Girls, come down!" my mom shouted from downstairs. I was watching the music videos of BTS on my laptop out of curiosity while Jimin surfed through my phone as usual. Hearing my mom's loud voice, Jimin raised his head and tilted his head to me. I sighed closing my laptop and headed downstairs.

He sat down beside me, staring at the dark sky with me. "Not exactly in the mood to party. Kinda want some alone time." I looked down, realizing how I probably sounded sad and pitiful when I said that. A teenage girl who prefers to look at the stars and be left alone on her 17th birthday instead of having fun. Great. Also kinda cliché, something that happens a lot in the movies.

So I replied to her, "Okay ma'am" She got mad at me, "Please stop calling me ma'am". So I laughed and said, "ok Ira. By the way, when you're going to find someone who will do this taking care of things for you." "You know what, I am also searching for my soul but my soul is far away from me. Actually, my soul is playing hide and seek with me." she smiled and started her way toward the lift.

I wouldn't last that long on the operating table without the medicine, which would mean that the research would once again come to a halt. I closed my eyes and turned away. I could feel myself on the verge of collapse. I didn't want to be a part of such experiments anymore, and I didn't want to be used as a tool for him to please Claudia anymore either. It hurt too much. I clamped a hand over my mouth and buried myself beneath the covers. Only a muffled voice escaped me. "I remember everything now, Miles. I won't sacrifice myself like this again. Give it up."

I slowly and quietly move my eyes just to take a little peek at him. like an electric current through my veins, our eyes meet and I find myself staring relentlessly into his stunning glittering crystal blue gaze observing me intently. God!!!! Crap!!! He suddenly smiles and I feel my cheeks heat up. Shit... Shit.... Shit... This ain't good. I bite my lower lip and gulp down hard. His gaze is persistent and unwavering and so Intense..... It is like he's staring deep down into my soul. Gosh I.. I can't breathe anymore. My already racing heartbeat escalates to a much faster level. I bat my eyelids confusedly and with all the power within me, I force myself to look away feeling my cheeks as hot a

“They recognize you.” “Not me,” Veyra said. “What I carry.” She glanced at the faint gold still lingering beneath her skin, where the Vein’s mark had burned her. The Choir’s song shifted — now words were forming, fragmented and distorted, but clear enough to grasp. The current remembers. The Soulbound stirs. The cycle breaks. The sound pressed against her skull until her knees almost buckled. She forced herself upright, her voice cutting through the rising resonance. “Where is she?”

I couldn’t measure it. Then, a sudden shift inside me made me gasp. My hands trembled as I stared at them, the light of the Expanse reflecting off my skin. “What… what’s happening?” I whispered. “Your soul,” a voice said, soft but certain, echoing in the emptiness around me. “It’s being pulled apart. You’re being drawn into the void.” I froze. “The void?” The wolf in the center moved, calm but purposeful, her paws silent against the radiant ground.

Because I know that if I didn’t do that I might as well not be able to stop myself from having her again and this time I will not stop until I wear her out and make her scream and beg. “I will advise you to close your mouth and don’t push me further than this, I’m using my last restraint now darling… you don’t want me to punish you the other way” I called out at her from her closed door. Contemplating if I should just go in and take her whole body and soul, teach her properly why she should never take herself and my child out to the public for other men to gap at and be attracted to.

They make me want to focus, to listen and understand why I am here, floating in the dark. Even as I do, my soul flinches. Cries out. Tries to retreat. Something isn't right. A fundamental something, tied to the center of who I am. But what? And do I really want to know? Light assaults me, bright and terrible, and only then do I realize I'm blinking. Looking up into Lula's face while she talks from very far away. Not to me. To Mom. Who hovers over me, face lined in strain, hands clenched tight to her chest.

Maybe if she stops talking to me, all would be well! Maybe if I bring myself out of my delusions that someone was speaking to me, all would be well! I pulled at my hair, breathing in devastation before deciding to leave the room but his wet hand tugged me back by my arm. "You have to develop a soul.." he was a flick away from me. He held his eyes steady in mine as if he were chanting an incantation. I was having a hard time staring at him too close like this, a stream of coldness seeping into my veins.