Warmness In The Soul Novels & Stories

I never expected to learn the cruel truth. As I propped myself up against the wall, vertigo came over me. All the memories that I'd lost flashed before my eyes, and the more I recalled them, the more I felt pain taking over my entire being. How could I have ever believed that Miles truly cared for me? Ever since he took me in, he personally took care of everything down to the smallest detail. He made me feel warmth, and most importantly, he made me believe, without a doubt, that he truly loved me.

They both huffed and snuggled into Carson stealing glances and sticking out their tongues. "They cannot stay apart". The whole family witnessed it from the living room and smiled at them. "Yeah. They are the heart, mind and soul of each other". And that was the ultimate truth. ----- Tabby

His breath was heavy, his body rigid as though he were trapped in a nightmare he couldn’t escape. The same haunted look plagued every single person including Lyn and Soren. I gasped for air, forcing my body to move. “Focus, Fiona. This isn’t real. This isn’t real!” This illusion must be broken before we were all sucked into it’s madness. A warmth unlike anything I had ever known welled up from deep within me, rising like a tide, like something ancient and boundless responding to the relic’s call. The light burst from my chest first, spilling outward in waves, soft and golden. It curled around me like a protective embrace, filling every inch of my being with an overwhelming sense of warmth—no

“If it’s you, I’ll never want to be whole again.” He groaned softly, his lips trailing along my jaw before returning to my shoulder, leaving a fire in their wake. His hands moved down again, gripping my thighs as his pace deepened, his control fraying. And still, he watched me in the mirror — watched the way my body answered only to him. This wasn’t just passion. It was something primal, something sacred. Something that bound souls. And I surrendered to it completely. ______________ Warmth. That was the first thing I felt, a deep, all-encompassing warmth that wrapped around me like a second skin. I stirred slightly beneath the heavy blanket, my body aching in places I never knew could ache,

“You… care?” I scoffed and stood up, snatching my towel. “Don’t flatter yourself.” He grinned tiredly. “Too late. My ego’s already healing.” I rolled my eyes and turned away, but then I felt it. That strange, pulsing warmth deep in my chest. It wasn’t from the exercise or the heat in the room. It was something else. Something that reached down to my very soul and tugged hard. Kai frowned. “Eva? What’s wrong?”

But he does not understand devotion that is freely chosen. Which means he cannot predict it. Which means we can use it. I rest my hand over my chest and let the bond carry the message without words. We’re here. We’re not leaving. You are not alone in this system they built around you. The warmth answers… faint, tired, but unmistakably hers. The cure isn’t hollow after all. Only their version of it is. And we are about to change the formula.

I whispered. “Souls are the energy that moves us to live. I gave you the power to heal the wounds of the soul, those in pain can be saved with your touch. You have the ability to take their suffering away and restore their hearts. But choose wisely on whom to use your gift, Vivianne, not everybody is worthy of saving and you could be tainted with their dark soul.” Dumbstroke, I nodded and repeated in a mumble all she had just said. “Time to go back to sleep, my dear, you need to rest to gain back your strength.”

With each thunderous beat, a warmth began to spread throughout my chest, warming me all the way down to my icy toes. His lips curled up at the corners, inching higher and higher until his straight, white teeth were on display. If I had been standing on my feet and not pinned against the wall, my legs would’ve wobbled at the sight. “You’re accepting the bond; I can feel it.” Was I? Was that what this was? The warmth didn’t fade, rather it exploded from my chest, sinking into Azrael until I could feel the blinding light that lived within his body. A distant voice in the very back of my head whispered that it was his soul.

I place my hand on his cheek and stare into that glow and suddenly, I am starting to regain everything. I feel like I have always been in a cold environment and warmth is just coming for me. I feel cozy and inviting. Furthermore, I allow the warmth capture every part of me, every part of my soul, and in return, it brings back my real memories to me. They hurt as I defy the ones that are said into my head. I remember the taste of Nicholas's blood on my tongue and that night, how I craved for it to heal me. I remember how he has lain on the bed, next to me and says those words in my head, altering that which is the truth that I knew.

"Do you remember anything?" The girl closed her eyes. For a long moment, there was nothing, but then... "I remember... flowers." A pause. "And someone singing." Another pause. "I think... they loved me." Aiden smiled. "Then that's where we start." Behind them, the Book of Origins floated into the air, its pages turning on their own as words slowly appeared: > *A soul is not its memories alone.* > *It is every love it has given... and every love it has received.*>