Lost Soul (Soul Walker Sequel)
I still haven't drawn it back on. I don't dare. I'm too scared of what would happen if I did. The last time I left my body, the lost souls dragged me down.
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I still haven't drawn it back on. I don't dare. I'm too scared of what would happen if I did. The last time I left my body, the lost souls dragged me down.
Chapter 49 We walked out of the airport with only our handbags. We got welcomed by a taxi driver. He seemed to be a nice guy. As we got to the hotel, 90minutes from the airport we were tiered.
Feather-light, Shades of grey, When they appear, I've naught to say. Waifs so thin, Morose and sad, And when they're gone, I feel so glad.
Walking in the woods tonight, It's scary and it's black. Creaking noises, groaning trees, Something could attack.
Like a vengeful spirit, Tpek charged wildly along the road to Ansfold. He had no idea about what he was about to face, but he knew that whatever it was wasn't normal.
There was an old blind woman who owned a farm. Her husband had been sick for years and he eventually died. She cried for days and decided to chop off his finger to keep as a memento.
You can be in 'Grave Danger' And you can be in a grave. But if you are in a grave by Lucifer, You are in grave danger. Most people laugh when I tell my story, 'Lucifer.
Mist blew past my bedroom window.The sky was covered in doom. All hope was lost. The gloomy marshes across the road bubbled as if a witches potion. The sky crackled, and opened with flooding rain.
Ash Jasmine; I owe my life to this girl. If it wasn't for her, I'd have lost the will to live years ago. She brought me back to life with her soul and her goodness.
Walking by the Big mirror in the hallway Shaking My hair right glance and.... I see My mother. But mum has been dead for atleast 12 years now My eyes into the mirror again.
I watch her, standing by the sea, staring at the water. Her dress is in tatters, the white silk ruined with stains and tears.
Chapter 38 His wings were out. He looked at me and said. " you sound very interested of leaving with me". He looked at me holding my arm. Making me stop from leaving. " I just wanted to know.
Chapter 37 It was night and the darkness was the only thing which kept me safe. As James took a shower before dinner I packed my stuff in a weekend bag. I didn't leave him a note or a massage.
Boiling, Brewing, Trouble, Stewing, Eye of newt, Whisker of cat, Stir around, Add tail of rat, Twig of hawthorn, In the black of night, Burn away, All hope and light, Cackle and chant, Evil...
Hey guys, This is chapter 13. Hope you like it Chapter 13 Wingless Lucas screamed in pain. I knew why, I knew how and I could see the pictures in my head.
Hey guys, Here's chapter 12 of dreaming angels. Enjoy. More is on the way. Chapter 12 The Archangels When we arrived at the fun park, I got out of the car. Lucas paid for us to get in.
Evilyn Verin was born in the early 1400's to a middle class family of Dark witches... She has an older sister, as well as an older brother... Her father ruled with an "iron fist" as did her mother...
I am the Archangel Gabriel, I am almost as old as time itself, second only to my eldest brother Balthazar and our father, I am Archangel of annunciation, humanity, resurrection, heavenly mercy,...
White light cuts a clean path through the dark forest, luring any walking being into the shadows of the thick trees. Complete silence fills the muggy, heavy air. Not a rustle of a leaf.
The old man made of mist Sits at the end Of the platform. The young girl in The wallpaper Lingers on the stairs. The dog with night-black fur Guards the road home.
Chapter 36 He looked at me and studied my face. He gave me a smile and told me he was only 14. " so, do you like living here?".
In a ditch next to the road from the town of Ansfold a body lay, a symbol faintly glowing on its seemingly dead hand. Walking slowly down the same road an identical man smiled.
Her body freezes in place, her eyes locked onto the face of the one in the window.
For @Naaviie Zoe I creep upstairs, wondering if he's touched anything. The door to my room is ajar. I push it open. "Fuck." I exclaim loudly. My beds a mess. Sheets torn and yellowed.