Wildsouls Stories

Our spirit animals are real. They won't teleport us to safety , but will guide us through the storm. Abigail Syger is your typical fifteen year old girl, with a past best forgotten. But it's hard forgetting your other half. As her city falls deeper into the hands of evil, Abi unlocks her hidden powers and along with her friends join a group dedicated to protecting ones city. As their spirit animals guide then through this time of destruction, they are the only glimmer of hope left for this city. Will they live to see another day? Who knows. - cover by @Miss_Sarcastic27 !-

Three wildsouls all nightfurys lol this is gonna be fun!!!

I live on the run. I have strange powers. I am a wildsoul and if you know to much information you will be hunted. My name was Kaitlyn but now I am blaze.

When Isabella Laurier moves to Wellspring all she wants is to go back where she belongs, Caelfall. But things change when she meets the boy next door in Wellspring, Alexander Smith. Isabella loves horses and she's a really wild soul, what will happen when she meets another wild soul that happens to be a horse? Threat or opportunity? Read the story to find out ;) ****** English isn't my first language so I apologise for any mistakes. Trigger warning: the death of a parent, cheating, car crash

Harry Styles Fanfiction. /!\ I did NOT write this fanfiction, i'm just translating it from french to english! All credits & rights go to Lisa (@wild_souls on Twitter) link to the original: wild-souls.skyrock.com ~ La magie du premier amour, c'est d'ignorer qu'un jour il prendra fin ~ "What is magical about first love is to ignore it will eventually end"

They're not perfect. Not even close. But somehow, their lives keep crashing into each other like fate's favorite game. College is supposed to be about grades and dreams- But for Ali and the rest of Northern Pines University's beautifully broken souls, it's about surviving the drama, the damage, and the kind of love that keeps you up at 2AM... wondering if it's worth it. Wild hearts don't break easy. But they wreck everything they touch.