Novel & Cerita The Soul Keeper

The night was broken by a scream, and when the group hurried outside, they discovered a shadowed figure standing at the edge of the camp. “Who’s there?” Lucan demanded, drawing his weapon. The figure stepped forward, its voice echoing unnaturally. “You thought you could destroy me?” Lena’s heart froze as recognition dawned. It was the Keeper not as a physical being, but as a manifestation of the orb’s lingering energy. “I am eternal,” the Keeper intoned, its form shifting and flickering. “And you, Lena, will be my new host.” Kaden stepped protectively in front of Lena, his blade drawn. “Over my dead body.”

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

She questioned, overcome with tears of joy seeing that man was actually there in the flesh. “Marcel… I need you to listen to me carefully… my time is running out… I can’t be in this world much longer.” Just as with their previous encounter, the boy was in a rush to explain things. “Time is running out? Does that mean you’re… returning to the afterlife?” As expected, she was again asking obvious questions rather than paying attention to the seriousness of his words. “I cannot continue in this realm much longer, but my soul needs to be reassured… Victor Ambrose is keeping mom and the others here… you have to find them and get everyone to safety before he realizes the truth.”

'She' said. "One by one, you followed everything up as it should be. Even your long time enemy who you had changed into a beast to wonder the face of the earth thought that he was going to have his revenge. Little did he know that we were only using him. And now he is dead and gone." 'She' said. "As beasts do not have souls." I said, completing her words. "And how about that herbal woman? I just laughed at her naive behavior. She hadn't even suspected a thing." 'She' said and laughed out loudly.

“ Ezra Irwin is not only an addiction but also a parasite who will kill you even after you are dead and I hope I have met my death.” AUTHOR'S NOTE: ENDING THIS BOOK HERE, WILL COME BACK WITH A SEQUEL.

The sea, by its nature, stores in itself something that is not on the Moon and the Sun, namely, the echo of the human soul. Slightly washing the stone shore and washing away traces from the sand, the sea seems to be holding a conversation with everyone. And its words sound in every soul. In some places, waves suddenly rise up, creating the walls which look like a multi-storey building and then descend again. At times, the sea seems to forget that it is part of the world, it begins to live its life showing that it is here, the queen. Carrying a small boat on its calm waves, the sea seemed magnificent to Adelard's soul that time as never before. Seeing in these waves Celeste herself, her out

"You're my best friend, Sky. My life would be one dull mess without you." My cold heart warmed. Adam was the universe's gift to make up for the crappy hand it'd dealt to me. I was usually alone with my thoughts most of the time. They weren’t just disturbing on some nights, but pure torture. Sometimes my mind would wander to things it shouldn’t. I tried with all my might to censor it but it never worked. I didn’t have many friends - by choice. I didn’t like sharing these scary parts of myself with anyone and getting emotionally involved. I’m sure I had spared many people the pleasure of my ominous company. But Adam - he was an exception. He didn’t know about my dark secrets, but he would unkn

"The Reaper, The Keeper, and The Darkness. You sure were a busy woman while I was locked up, weren’t you, Elara? You left me behind to be tortured. Meanwhile, everyone is fighting to fuck you or for the chance to kill you.” “The Keeper,” I repeated, ignoring her bitter jabs. We would fight about that later, but for now, I wanted to know everything she did. "Who is the keeper? Is that who you think was trying to keep me away from the pond...the source?" “Hm,” Sarah hummed in agreement, sounding disoriented, like she had been drinking as she closed her eyes. Whatever she had witnessed while she was locked up, and wherever her mind was taking her now, was not to a place I could even try to unde

“I’m the Keeper. The one who bound you. And now, I’m here to finish it.” Lucian growled, blade raised, but the man raised his staff, and the pass shifted—walls closing, sky darkening, the ground splitting to reveal a chasm, glowing with that sickly light. From it came a sound—a hum, a chant, her voice weaving through it, calling me. “You can’t stop her,” the Keeper said, his eyes on me. “But you can join her. Be whole.”