Unwavering Soul Novels & Stories

I gazed at the pack, at Alex, at the elders who had sentenced me to death, and I vowed on each atom of my being that this was not ending yet. "I'll be back," I vowed, my words being consumed by the firewall. "And you're all going to pay." And the world was blacked out. I fainted…

“Just make sure you don't pressure my mate into fucking her. I don’t mind forcing you to make a soul pact just for extra assurance.” Soul pacts are utterly powerful and are said to transcend lifetimes and even all planes of existence. Virtually unbreakable, which would force anyone who takes it to abide by it. Mosley leans against the wall in a cocky supermodel pose, tucking his hands in his pockets. “I'm a gentleman, Jay. If I want to win, I’ll do it fair and square.” Olyon grunts and throws a few pieces of seeds into his mouth.” “What's that?” I ask him.

And remembered the words of a man named, “Nameless.” ““Death is only the beginning, Maru. You should know by now that the soul is imperishable. Though you could change, remove and add something upon it, but its main components remains ever the same. Even if you extinguish the soul unto ashes, it does not follow that it is truly gone. Not really. Only in part, perhaps.” “Yes. Nameless might be right, indeed.” the entity muttered before it opened its eyes to yield unto this irresistible pull. But it was at this moment that some unintelligible words caught up from beneath it.

It was an exercise in futility to expect more since trust was the foe of acknowledgment, it unsettled a quiet equilibrium like too many garments on one side of the clothes' washer. Damn it, her dreamland had spoiled reality with trust and resuscitated the quiet goliath whose hunger for enthusiasm and delight was voracious. It couldn't be confined, and it would attempt to battle or take off, however that would be a fight she had always lost and where might she at some point run? She had been spent and unfortunate before she got free, that disclosure carried her to tears. Rose scoured her back and said, “I realized there was something wrong, that is the reason I came, I heard it in your voice

Not absence in the weave. The weave remains undisturbed. No thread tightens. No balance reacts. Nothing records itself as missing. No correction asserts itself. No accounting demands to be made. If I were anything else, I would pass over this without notice. But I am not bound to the weave. I am bound to souls. The soul I left waiting should still be there. Calm. Unresisting. Unclaimed. I remember the exact quality of it. The way it did not cling or recoil. The way it held itself in quiet suspension, not demanding peace, not fearing delay. It had not struggled. It had not pleaded. It had simply remained, patient in a way only the innocent ever are.

One of them was being unemotional and he couldn't care less if it made him someone with a heart of stone. But the self-betrayal of the nine-month time span displayed the result on him. He broke his own theory of living and his traitor mind caused him to hope, wish, and anticipate. He became numb when nine month's desires, aspirations, and expectations were crushed in just one event. His face was still hard and stoic but inside he was breaking. The impact of the big loss hit him like the fiery breath of a dragon. His heart was shattering in the tiniest pieces.

It echoed the essence of her unyielding spirit, encapsulating the symphony of her newfound resilience and the legacy she had forged. Marvis found deep fulfillment in embracing her destiny, defining her path, and crafting an indelible legacy that would resonate with the uncharted expanse of unfathomable transcendence. It was a testament to the unyielding tenacity of the human spirit and the symphony of boundless resilience that echoed within her art and her being.

You tried to shake me, But my faith is Unshakable. You tried to stop me, But my might is Unstoppable. You hated my strength. Wanted to weaken me My conviction unbreachable. You tried to lessen my influence. My respect from others Unchallengeable. I am me, unapologetically You tried to move me. My stand is Unmovable. You questioned my worth, But my value is Unmatchable. You tried to dull my shine But my light is Undimmable.