Lost Soul Mates Novels & Stories

I ask zipping up my bags after packing them until they were basically full, I need options, I don't know what the weathers gonna be like. "I don't know why I said it, I was in the heat of the moment, I guess I was jealous that you've found your mate and I'm still looking for mine," she says sitting on my bed placing her hands in her lap. "I've found out that the person I thought was my brother is really my mate, there's not much to be jealous about," I say moving my bag so it was by the door, I still refuse to look at her. "I know that now, I'm so sorry Savannah," she says which finally makes me look over at her, she's starting to make me feel bad.

She can’t run now. “You look dashing, Rafe,” she whispers, as her eyes devour me. “And I have no words to describe how beautiful you look. You stole my breath away.” “Okay, love birds, shall we begin?” Melanie asks making everyone laugh. Raven nods eagerly for both of us. “Every fated mate is sacred and is to be treasured. The Moon goddess deemed you two to be two halves of a whole. Your souls are meant only for each other. There is no bond greater than that of fated mates.”

Faith was confused. “Four pillars. Mental, emotional, physical, spiritual. When you have all four of those categories in your relationship in a positive state, in a happy state, that’s a healthy and loving and well-balanced relationship. What some might call 'soulmates'. I refer to it as the four pillars.” “Four pillars,” Faith repeated. “I really like that.” They talked a bit more, then Jandy had to run. “I’ve got a conference call with my biggest fabric supplier in about ten minutes. But listen, Faith. Stay open to this new relationship. I know it’s probably a little scary, but it sure sounds worth it.”

The girl who loved him with all she had—the girl who sacrificed everything for him—was dead. His eyes fell on the cheap, shabby Luna Pin he'd given me. With trembling fingers, he picked it up. When we'd just met, he promised me the Luna Pin. I was so happy that I lost my sanity. For him, I did all sorts of difficult, dirty tasks willingly. However, Sebastian knew that it was all a lie. Even the Luna Pin he held was a fake. Yet, I never doubted him for a moment, excitedly awaiting the moment I would become his real Luna.

I turned my face away, squeezing my eyes shut. Please, someone, anyone... Suddenly I heard a sickening thud. The guy made a choking sound. His grip on my wrists released. His body went limp. And then he collapsed to the ground like a rag doll. Unconscious. I heard footsteps. Running footsteps. The other couples had disappeared. Vanished into the darkness. I opened my eyes, my whole body shaking. And there he was. Damon. Standing over the unconscious guy. His fist was still clenched. His chest was heaving.

My wolf howled, making me think of nothing else. This dirty, trembling nobody… was mine. I nearly stumbled back, like the wind had been knocked out of me. No way. Not possible. I’d made peace with being mate-less forever. Too old, too scared. The Moon Goddess had passed me by, and I’d built an entire life on that. So why her? Why now? What sick joke was this? Would I have to reject her? Her scent hit me with wild lilacs, rain-soaked earth. It clawed at my sanity. The pull between us roared through my fury, tangling up my instincts. I should’ve killed her. Should’ve.

He releases a stressed sigh, running a hand through his hair as he returns to work on the file he had confiscated from Avery. He reads over what she had written, and he looks to the line for the reason of dissolution of the mating bond. He clenches his jaw, picks up his pen, and slowly writes the word 'infidelity'. Infidelity was on the rarer side, especially with mate bonds. If someone cheated on you, and you were marked and mated fully, your wolf would feel every single movement. That's why it was weird to him that Mitch didn't know. Everyone knew what happened to wolves who were cheated on.

When to speak, when to keep one’s mouth closed, but this, I knew to keep my mouth shut about. “Mates,” I muttered, fiddling with my pencil. “Are another part of your soul. A match,” I whispered. “Lucifer and Uriel are each other’s soul mates. They complement each other, they balance each other. Think about it, the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Innocence without each other, their personalities, their powers cannot be evened out. You love your other half, you take care of them, you crave them.” I put my pencil back in the pencil holder cup. “Does master have a mate?” Silas’ eyes blinked several times, waiting for my reply.

There have only been three recorded soulmate bonds since Lycaon's death, the son of Pelasgus and his soulmate. Lilith continued to read as she walked past Oscar and his sluty arm candy. This caused Oscar to stare at her in shock, disbelief, and a little hurt that Lilith ignored him. This caused his inner wolf to whimper in pain and sadness as they watched helplessly as their Mate acted like they didn't exist.

Chace said "But they were Mates," I replied "They were not Fated Mates, Justina. They were chosen mates," Chace replied, shocking me. Then I thought about it. Normally when someone loses their Mate, they are very sad and don't want to be around anyone. The pain they feel from losing their Mate can kill them, or they can become crazy from losing their Mate, but Luna Greta seems fine. In fact, she seems to be happier than when Alpha Max was alive.