The Soul Of Man Novels & Stories

By making love to each other ,not only their bodies but their souls become one. Dhruv never expected to get married and fall in love .He thought that he wasn't lucky and his tainted soul didn't deserve love . After Dhruti entered his life everything got changed. She loved him for the person he was...she understood his worth and he was a diamond. The way he accepted her childishness, her non stop blabbering and her short tempered nature ,She can't help but thank God enough for making him her life partner. It was the story of those untainted souls who suffered---- Dhruv ,Shrestha and Dharam.

I know I shouldn’t have done it but being in this small town was only emphasizing how truly alone I was. So nope not in an alternate universe, well then why is this man here, because I know he doesn’t really care about me? Westley and Keen made that clear the day someone took over my body to reject my mate, everyone convinced it was my wolf but that didn’t sit well with me, but I was certain that the Keen brothers didn’t really care about me. I was a pawn in some sick sibling rivalry, I was being used my both to get under the others skin. I had to keep repeating that to myself, because the intoxicating mate bond was trying to convince me otherwise. I feel the agony mixed with sorrow settle b

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.

"ये ही तो तुम्हारी गलतफहमी है की तुमने मुझे तुम्हारा बनाया ह। तुमने मेरे शरीर को तुम्हारा गुलाम बनाया है लेकिन मेरी रूह मेरी है जिसे तुम छू भी नहीं सकते है और शरीर का क्या है वो आज है कल नहीं। शरीर पर राज करने वालो को ये नहीं भूलना चाहिए की उन्ह शरीर से नहीं रूह से डरना चाहिए क्योंकि शरीर कमजोर हो सकता है रूह नहीं।“ (“This is your misunderstanding that you have made me yours. You have made my body your slave but my soul is mine which you cannot even touch and as far as the body is concerned, it is here today and is no more tomorrow. Those who rule over the heap of the body should not forget that they should fear the soul and not the body because the body can be weak but not the soul.") This

But I think, infinite are the one’s who don’t have any names, who are not into the calculation of the human mind. Like our names are only, attached to the physical form which willt urn to dust, but the spirit the soul will be forever, soul of no definite form shape, only energy. Turning around, A gasp leaves me, his eyes startle me, but more then anything, My heart frantically beats so loud, I can hear it, I can feel it pounding the blood in my veins, everything in my body freezes, seeing his arms around a girl, who could be easily called as a supermodel.

His breath was shallow and wild but the man looked calm and collected. Just…how was that even possible? “I wasn’t going to stop,” he whispered, voice hoarse and ragged. “Until he died.” I swallowed, unsure what hurt more, his words or how much I believed them. “He’s not worth your soul,” I murmured. “I don't have a soul, Adele.” His voice was flat. Cold. The words sat inside me like a blade pressed to the skin. And the worst part, I believed him. Because the man standing in front of me wasn’t human in the way people meant it. He wasn't just flesh and blood. He was the kind of man who could end another's life without blinking… and just now, he almost did.

But deep down, I always felt like I didn't deserve any of this. How could someone like me—cast aside, forced to wash dishes to survive, and nearly trafficked to bear children for strangers—ever be good enough for Miles, who was a promising young researcher? But the funny thing was, even though I no longer remembered him, I couldn't help but fall for him again the moment I set my eyes on him. However, I finally saw the truth once those memories returned. He was the reason why I was in such a state! And now, he hadn't brought me back to make amends. He had only brought me back because he needed a test subject for the artificial kidney project.

“You had a specific reason for preferring it.” “You said it turned me on,” I said flatly. “In your words, not mine.” “In my past life’s words.” “In your words.” He said it with absolute consistency, the same calm certainty he’d used for everything else. “Your soul doesn’t change between lifetimes, teddy bear. It just forgets. The body forgets. The mind forgets. But the bone-deep things — the things that make you who you are — those don’t forget. They wait.”