Letter To My Soul Mate Novels & Stories

With every stroke of my fin, I want to be the one by your side, supporting you, cherishing you, and sharing all the joys and challenges that lie ahead. Madissa, reading this letter may come as a surprise, as I have tried my best to convey my intentions through actions rather than words. But I cannot bear the thought of letting this moment slip away without expressing the depths of my affection for you. If your heart resonates with mine, if you too have felt the invisible current that binds us grow stronger with each passing day, then I humbly ask for the privilege of being your mate. With love and unwavering devotion, Bryan

My dearest Hazel... By now you are a young woman, full of dreams and your heart still searching, for more to recieve. I do hope that by the time you read this letter, every bit of desire I had for your life, has come to pass. I hope that you are happy and in love. I hope that you are finally at that point in your life, where you know that your decisions matter, your voice matters. I hope that finally you and Roman have realised that you two, are soulmates.

He tucks a tendril of hair behind my ear, then leans in to whisper, "Baby, I get your point. I just don't like your point. I mean, I hate space. Fuck space! What the fuck is space even when we have a love like ours? Strong like ours? A connection like ours? You might have a boyfriend but your soul and mine, they are connected... You know what that makes us? " he bites my neck gently. "Soulmates."

I think on it and after a shower and some food I finally listen to the message. "Aurora, I hope you hear this and hear in my voice that I am one hundered percente sincere with what I say. I did not know that they were coming and I have not spoken to either of them since we became mates. I want to be your mate and I want you to want to be mine. I am trying with everything in me to get you to trust me so please meet me in the middle and reply to me even if it is just to let me know your ok. I hope your ok anyway. Please please call me." I decide to message him.

The serious way he says it, and the twinkle that disappears from his eyes, makes my heart clench like a cold fist is squeezing around it. "If you...." I swallow hard and begin again. "Even if you gave me one good reason why I should, I still probably wouldn't. You're my mate, Malachi," I face him to look him in the eyes, not letting him drift away. "The other half of my soul. I know there are differences between us, and it's hard for us to open up to someone we just met. But I need you to know that I'm here for you. You can tell me anything."

I wasn’t listening to logic because I wanted it to be her. ‘Who are you?’ I texted. The response was immediate. ‘So, I’m that unforgettable?’ I chuckled, my heart leaping into my throat. ‘There is only one person who is unforgettable in my eyes.’ ‘Who?’ Chaos ensued within my chest, thundering in my heart. I felt a compilation of excitement and dread in the pit of my stomach, sweat beading down my spine. ‘My mate.’ I feel an ache in my soul simply from typing those words, hope blossoming in my chest.

I pull away to see Liam staring down at me, his gaze and tone holding something I cannot pinpoint but one thing is true, I know what ever happens that I have my friend to help me through it. “But give him a chance to get to know you, Bells. He may even accept you as his mate. We only get one soulmate in our life.” With that, Liam gives me a final hug before he leaves me alone with my thoughts. With a long sigh, I spring to my feet and grab the headphones before heading towards the elevator. Tomorrow will be the tour of the lands, and I need to be well-rested if I want to face my mate.

I said with a smile. As I narrated this to her, my heart ached, that something so perfect and beautiful, was also wrong and forbidden. “I haven’t read any romance novel or seen any movie worth this level of romance in months, Autumn,” Susan said deeply. “Stop playing with me,” I said, but I was blushing really hard. “You know I am not kidding, and you know what?” Susan said. “What?” I asked. “I think I was wrong about who your soul mate is,” she said. “Your soul mate is your stepfather’s deliciously sexy son,” she added.

“Your soulmate is human.” I don’t trust this man, I’m not going to tell him about Jayden, no way in hell.

“But I’m learning that mattered doesn’t always mean central.” She leans her head against my shoulder. “You were never supposed to be the spine of the world.” “No,” I agree. “Just one of its joints.” She laughs softly. “That’s the least romantic metaphor you’ve ever used.” “I married a woman who dismantled destiny,” I reply. “Romance adapted.” The letter arrives two days later. Not sealed. Not urgent. Handwritten, ink smudged in places where the writer paused too long. It’s from the valley.