My Ex Was My Soulmate Novels & Stories

I was too weak to push her out of the way. I flipped the magazine open anyway, punishing myself with glossy spreads of them holding hands, whispering in each other’s ears at the charity gala, the world eating up every fake smile. The captions made me want to tear the pages apart. “The couple of the century.” “Soulmates.” “Her fairy-tale come true.” Soulmates. Elena and Damien weren’t soulmates. He was mine! My soulmate. My hand tightened around the stem of my glass until I thought it might shatter.

The scientific part of my mind was really having a hard time not writing her off as crazy. “I just learned something,” she said with a smile. “We don’t have just one soul mate. Apparently, there can be more than one. This isn’t always the case, but it happens. It’s what has happened with you. Peter is definitely your soul mate, but Max is too. He’s kind of like the back up in case you never met Peter, or something happened where you didn’t work out.” “Like Angela tearing us apart,” I mused. “I sincerely hope you don’t let that

"Lara only ever cared about money. She couldn't see what really mattered. "Thank god you saw her true colors in time, or else…" Brody's breathing quickened. He pulled Ellie tighter against him. "Ellie, I'm so glad I have you. "Lara didn't deserve my feelings. She didn't deserve my future." I watched them hold each other for a moment, then lowered my eyes. Apparently, souls could feel heartbreak too. The screen lit up again, showing a private room in an upscale club. Beneath the crystal chandelier, I wore a tight red dress and moved between a group of sleazy chemical plant executives.

said Vania "I love you Vania and I think it's not enough to be 1 or 2 years old to realize that you've fallen on your soul mate, you just have to look into her eyes and guess it." said Zed "Oh, is that really you talking?" asked Vania "There are only two of us it seems to me." answered Zed "Hmm, it goes straight to my heart. But I prefer that we still give each other time before considering the best and the worst" said Vania

I could finally just be the silence. And then, I’d see Isabella. My heart skipped a beat, the only real spark I’d felt in weeks. She was my true soulmate. Not a lover, not a husband, just half of my soul that left me years ago. It’s time I went to her. I have so much to tell her. And the other half of my soul...

In that chaotic moment, time stood still, and all that mattered was her safety. As the days turned into weeks, our connection deepened. We spent countless hours talking, sharing our dreams, fears, and aspirations. In those quiet moments, I caught glimpses of her genuine spirit, her unyielding determination, and unwavering courage. There was an undeniable magnetism between us, a gravitational pull that neither of us could resist. I knew then, with absolute certainty, that I had found my soulmate. My Luna.

Alex's teasing made a loud noise. "Noisy ... Too loud you know." "Why do you stay up late? Thinking about your ex?" "Yeah. Thinking about it.. Why is that person still alive?" Alex laughed loudly. Luckily his apartment is sound-proof. "Hmm... Your ex is your soulmate, if he dies, you won't be able to survive either." "Who is he?!" Actually Alicia's answer is meant to be insulting. "I'm... your soulmate. Your ex ...the only one, because I'm your first and last love." The answer is confidence.

And surviving there meant staying ahead of them. I took a quick shower, got ready, and left. Upon arriving at the hall, I felt nostalgic. I recognized faces and knew the exact way the room smelled whenever too many wolves were packed into one space. I stood near the front where I could easily see him, and surely enough, I spotted him. He looked extremely ravishing. The absolute love of my life. I believed the Moon Goddess created him for me. Flashbacks of when he held my hand and asked me to attend the gathering filled my head, making me blush.

I chuckled, and it brightened his face with a small smile. Even though those words were my own, I found it hard to believe them. Maybe no one would ever love us as much as we love them, and even if they did, we wouldn’t feel the same in return. It seemed silly to believe in soulmates, especially after witnessing my mother’s betrayal of my father. What if soulmates do exist, but we waste our time with the wrong people, leaving us to wander through life without ever truly finding them? The thought lingered, heavy and troubling, casting doubt over my hopes. Giovanni Haynes

I didn't stay to see them kiss. I ran. I ran to our bedroom, the room where we had slept together for five years, but had never truly been together. The scent of his expensive cologne hung in the air, a cruel reminder of the man who had just told his ex-girlfriend that marrying me was his biggest regret. I collapsed onto the edge of the bed, my hands shaking so hard I had to tuck them under my thighs. The door clicked open. I didn't even have to look up to know it was him. The heavy, oppressive weight of his Alpha aura filled the room, making it hard to breathe.