Greek Mythology Soulmate Novels & Stories

I slid his drink to him and carried mine around the bar to claim the stool beside him. "So, tell me about these stories you've heard." A faint smile took the place of his previous frown as he replied, "You won't believe them." "Probably not but try me anyway." Liam had said that the guardians told stories of divine coupling. You know soul mates and all of that. According to their legends when two supernatural beings are destined to be together their magic is incomplete. They will not come into a full manifestation of their abilities until the couple finds their way to each other.

The pain he felt was so great that it didn't let him feel anything else. How dare Alex not believe him? How did he have the courage to call him a liar? Tears fell thickly down his face, but he didn't even sob. He looked up at the sky and asked the Goddess to help him forget about Alex. But the Goddess did not answer him. Alex had always been his mate. He might not be his soulmate, but he had always been his chosen mate. The Goddess, when she made Kat be the mate of the two, was to unite them. But Alex didn't want it. And he couldn't bear to suffer any longer.

“Exactly. Was it sneaky? Yes. But he was trying to protect you. That’s all Roman ever does. He would never want someone else to be put in harms way if he could help it. Especially his mate.” She shivered slightly at the use of the word mate. “Something wrong?” he asked. “That word. It’s archaic sounding.” “It’s shortened for soulmate. Endymion wanted you together for a reason, and so he brought you two together.” “Endymion?” “The Moon God. You might know him as the man in the moon.” “I know about him because of all the temples. I don’t actually know anything about werewolf religion.”

“Fated for each other by the goddess, right?” “Right.” “So what if they hate each other?” “They won’t.” “But what if they do?” Solana insisted calmly. “What if one of them is gay or something and they’re given a female mate?” “That’s not how it works,” Chloe replied, frowning. Then she sighed. “Sol, the goddess doesn’t give people mates they don’t want,” she said firmly. “The bond is supposed to fit. The soul recognizes its other half. The wolf knows.” Solana’s fingers tightened slightly on the wooden rail.

Alpha Gladwin was used to saying, “Soulmates always exist for every creature in this supernatural world. Omegas, low shifters, servants and even kids born out of union with humans are paired with the other half of their souls. You just have to believe in the Moon Goddess’s justice.” And not to mention Amelia’s mating ceremony on her 19th birthday, when her Alpha mate didn’t waste a second in marking her as his own.

He told her gently. "I.. I don't understand." She said with a small sniff. "Baby, mates are not selected by moon goddess. The souls themselves choose their mates, there's no role of moon goddess Or anyone here. Once the soul's choose each, moon goddess makes a connection between them. There's many things which are to be accounted here but I assure you that we both were destined together. Our souls has choosed each other as mates long back. It's not possible for someone else to be my mate in place of you. If I didn't got you as my mate than I would have to be mateless my entire life." He said.

I ask Alexander, pointing at the word, “A soulmate? Two wolves bound by their soul? What does that mean?” “Well,” Alexander starts, “Supernatural relationships often work in the same way human relationships do. Once you fall in love with a person, or if you find them to be compatible with you, with their consent you can mate with them and form a family. Humans call this marriage, but to us, it’s just simply mating. My mother is my father’s mate, they fell in love and established the mate bond in front of the Goddess. That’s how it normally works. But there are certain individuals whose souls are connected with another person. It’s a bond unlike any other, rumored to be forged by the Goddess

The oracle smoothly motions her hand, as though moving gracefully in water as she points towards Aubrey who stood up and placed his wine glass down to the table. "Aubrey, not long ago had he asked for a soulmate to spend the rest of his time in the immortal realm." The oracle continued. "A woman who would sit beside him on his throne and reign together with him his kingdom. To have children of their own if need be, to share his love with, some to protect under his wing, someone to return the favour as well." The oracle sighed out admirably, as she always did when dictating a speech during the ceremony of uniting soulmates, since it was very rare for the gods and goddesses to ask for their so

“You are my friend, that’s why I am sparing you. Otherwise, wasting my time is punishable by law.” My busybody friend gaped dramatically, prolonging his words like a schoolboy. “What’s the funnnnn without a little surprise, buddyyyy? And we are going to search for our soulmates, it’s not a waste of time.” The mere mention of the soulmate forced my lycan, Ares, out of his slumber. He became active in a heartbeat. “I wish to see my Erasthai!” Erasthai or soulmate, these terms were used for the fated mates in the lycan community. And just like their names, they were hard to find in this vast world.

I look up at him, "What does it mean to be your mate?" He glances down at me and then at the movie, "It... there's an unbreakable bond that binds our souls together." "So we're soulmates?" He makes a face, "Yes, and no. We're connected in the Spirit World but also in this world too." "Spirit World?" He nods, "Heaven. It's where we go to be with The Moon after we pass on from this world." "The Moon... so that's your god?" "Goddess," He corrects but adds after a pause, "Well, we say The Moon but our world is ruled by the Three Goddesses. Death, Nature, and The Moon. In the human realm, they're known as Hekate, Artemis, and Selene."