Fated Connection Novels & Stories

Go beast on me anytime, Magnus," she said, smiling. My tongue teased her nipple. I rolled over. Brent probably thinks I’m insane, leaving like that. I messed up with Luca—you need to help. What did you say? I told her. She sighed. Magnus, I’m starting to think they’re fated mates. It’s rare for children to feel the bond, but I have heard of it before. Usually, the fated mate connection doesn’t show itself until both wolves are older, but now and then, two children recognize each other right away. The bond is stronger and deeper than any normal attachment, almost like their souls remember each other. When it happens this young, it’s said to be a sign the Moon Goddess has special plans for the

I shooed her away, assuring her that I did know how to work them and sat at the one located farthest from the door. She had said before that Aro had put a lot of work into cataloguing various information about our kind, from our laws to our myths. I began quickly typing any buzz words I could think of that might retrieve documents related to fated mates. I searched for what felt like hours, becoming increasingly frustrated that nothing I entered brought up anything useful about breaking our bond. I decided I would try one last link under my current search term, 'broken bond', and was stunned at what was on the screen before me.

General Markus does not want to once again hope of something that will surely plunged him in an even deeper abyss of despair. Asha met that hopeful and broken gaze, and her heart could not help but be seized with pain. Even though General Markus only knew of her mentor’s existence as his fated mate from her, Asha finally realized the strong pull of the soul connection of a fated mate through those eyes that seems to be submerged with all of the pain and fragility of the land. How could such beings that are fated for each other through their souls and hearts exist so beautifully in this land? But, the torment that they will feel once they lost each other is also the most tragic thing that cou

He shakes his head. The woman smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. It was like remembering a sad memory. “Fated Ones are played by nature, weaved through destiny. A curse and a blessing, we always say. But it is the easiest for anyone to be in because at least they know that they both have a strong feeling and connection for each other. False love or not, at least they feel the same way. Creating a bond is harder than it looks like. It’s a matter of choosing the right one that would really spend the lifetime with you.” He clenched his fist on his chest. His heart is starting to ache again, more painful than the first.

"We need to stop and get you another one. I don't want you dealing with Lowell and having no way to contact me if you need me. You haven't figured out the mind link yet." "What's a mind link?" "Fated mates have a spiritual connection. You can usually communicate through the mind with each other." "Oh, that's pretty cool." "It helps in situations where there's trouble. You will even be able to feel when I'm physically hurt and vice versa." "Now, I'm not so sure about that. I don't want to be randomly getting pains, thank you very much." "It helps though. If one of us is hurt and needs help, the other will know about it."

I do not like how he can make me feel like this without us having that enough moments to be a basis of this growing connection. "Caroline Ester. You listen." When he mentioned my name, I felt like fireworks have been launched at my surrounding. ...we are not on a normal world. We are in a werewolves realm. Our connection ar emorely being decided by our fate, our mating connection. I actually had no interest at all but Caroline, you and I were mates. Our status has nothing to do with out destiny. These are blessings from our Goddesses." I wanted to stay silent but I know that he needed to hear my response.

Isabella’s eyes lifted, a glimmer of hope finally cutting through the darkness. “How? How can I save my mate?” Desperation saturated her voice, thick and raw as she clung to his every word. James nodded slowly, his expression grave. “I cannot give you a guarantee; what I’m suggesting has never been witnessed in our time. But the elders say the bond between fated mates isn't just a label—it's a bridge. It has the power to transfer the very essence of life from one soul to the other.”

Two souls who had found each other across lifetimes, beyond scientific probability, defying every calculated expectation. A perfect, unquantifiable moment of pure, unbridled connection.

That didn’t mean he wasn’t sharing this gift, since I found out it could take years for gifts to transfer. I knew fated mates were connected, but I felt like this was more. I suppose it could have something to do with my pregnancy as well. Maybe that was the connection growing between us? We were just so perfect for each other, I felt like there was something else. I guess it didn’t matter ... whatever this was between us, it was wonderful.

Rayden's pack being one of them. "Come. The pack members are waiting for you." His father's voice is sharp and dull in his head. Mind-link. A kind of telepathy that is created through a small blood sacrifice made once a pack member goes through their first shift. The blood was mixed with the preserved blood of the recent pack members, even the deceased so that a special connection could be built. A bond between the wolves. Rayden had only become a participant of the mind link only months ago and still found it difficult to block out the other members, including his family.