Undertale Patience Soul Novels & Stories

Where did she get that smoky hot as fuck voice? "What?" Didn't she realize that I had no brain cells left? "Underneath, unhook me." She pointed between her legs. I pulled the crotch of her little torture device apart with a snap, helping her remove it from her body. When she tried to sit on my cock I knew the time had come and I was scared out of my fucking mind. I couldn't afford to mess this up. The great Talon Avery was for the first time in his life questioning his performance. Everything that came before paled in comparison to this. She's my ever after, the woman of my heart, this has to be more than a fuck to slate my lust. It has to be everything.

With a satisfied grin on his face, the soul spirit soon put away the cauldron. “Yehria.” The soul spirit turned around to face the last door. “If we were to consider your lowly status and insufficient cultivation, you would never be allowed to pass through this door.” James’ heart dropped. He slowly lifted his head. The Waitara Path’s soul spirit puffed up his chest. “However, I’ll bring you inside as well since you’ve just completed the mission brilliantly. Also, you’ll assist me in there. I’ll reward you handsomely once I regain control over the Haleth Realm!”

Only if I had known my soul would have been sold for nothing, I would have ended it. The room hadn't changed a bit all these years. Same dark walls that made the room intimidating and the absolute perfection in the way it was organized just as its owner, hiding all that evil just barely underneath the surface, simmering and waiting for the perfect time to strike its prey. I repressed a shudder and took a seat waiting for him to notice my presence in the room. He was writing in a journal on the desk, I had always wondered what he wrote in there, the number of people he killed, or the latest mission he accomplished?

They were beautiful, but it would be more beautiful if Syne appeared. Unfortunately, she wasn't the one who appeared. "I don't think Syne loved butterflies," The voice added, still not showing his face. "Who is he?" I asked Fermine. "You told us Syne loved butterflies!" Via added. "Are you kidding us?" "I think it's more of Uriel since he usually turned the souls into butterflies before they reincarnate," The voice explained. His voice is baritone and I can say it is full of sarcasm. "Who are you?" Via pulled out his knife even though I knew we were nothing against them. "Where is my brother?"

The engagement ring shimmered under the light. "Why is this still on my finger?" I whispered. Before Michael could speak, Maria chuckled, shaking her head like she had been waiting for this moment. "Oh, Brenda," He sighed dramatically, giving Maria a smirk. "Do you even look at yourself in the mirror when you wake up? Babe, you’ll be twenty-seven this year. You’re not as fresh and beautiful as you think." He scoffed, eyes gleaming with cruelty. "I’m actually doing you a favor. You’re outdated, Brenda. It’s time to wake up."

"Lyra's just an ordinary Omega, she..." Elarah pulled out a silver, crescent-shaped pendant. It glowed with a mysterious light in the moonlight. "This is her royal sigil. She dropped it. Only those of Moonshadow royal blood can activate its power." The pendant pulsed faintly in her hand, and the ancient, majestic power it gave off made my wolf instincts want to submit. "Impossible..." I muttered. Elarah sneered. "And that viper, Seraphina. She set up 99 failed marking attempts. Every time she fainted, it was an act. And you, you fell for it every single time!"

Lola Sabel sat against her wall and waited for things she was too wise to name. And in the dark below level three, the girl with no surname and no clan and no standing in the world's brutal accounting of worth pressed her bleeding palms against ancient stone, felt the first real pulse of the Ashen Heaven Scripture settle into her bones like a war cry that had been waiting thirteen years to leave her throat, and understood with the absolute clarity of someone who has finally found the first real weapon they have ever held — that patience was not the same as acceptance, and she had never, not once in thirteen years, accepted any of this.

It was even unable to walk out of the range of this ancient symbol regardless of how furious it roared. The Soul Praise was a Soul Unique Skill on the first level of the "Universal Nature". It was an ancient formation. In this formation, the soul power of the user could be enhanced.

-And I have no intention of losing you- The beta got up taking off his pullover and throwing it next to her. -What are you doing?- His outburst took her by surprise. He had surely lost his patience and would take it right there. -Something tells me that you don't quite believe what we tell you. So I'll show you- I was already starting to release the button on my pants, revealing the trail of blonde hair that was lost below, where imagination can work wonders. He heard her swallow hard as she clung to the other end of the couch, undecided what to do. The wow factor had worked

] [Talent items: A set of F-Rank kitchen utensils (upgradeable), ability to create culinary concoctions that even ghouls can taste. Screens displaying my in-game identity and talent items floated before my eyes. Meanwhile, there was already a huge audience watching the livestream. They were waiting for the action to start, and I was the unlucky soul picked to play in this horror game. When they saw that I was only eighteen and possessed only the lowest-ranked talent items, everyone’s eyes nearly popped out. [She’s done for! She’s a newbie, AND she got sent to an S-Rank Map! She’s going to die in ten seconds flat.]