One Sided Soul Ties Novels & Stories

he snarls, gripping the cell rods and shaking violently. “She cheated on me and you think she won't do the same to you?” He mocks. “Even if I die, she'll always be in pain.” He pauses, a victorious grin spreading in his face. “I guess she still hasn't told you yet but our destinies are forever linked!” He smirks in satisfaction. I shrug, then I step closer to the cell bars. Enough so that Liam will hear me as I'm planning to drop my voice very low. “I have heard. Matebond bullshit.”

"These are what the orphanage needs?" Madeline's eyes shifted to his face, then back to the file and said, "Yes…that's all, Mr Hill." "I'll sign the documents, of course, if you accept my proposal," he said, dropping the file on the table. "Which is?" she said, grabbing the bottled water beside her. "Be one of my mistresses." He said, curving the brightest smile Madeline has ever seen on him. At once, her eyes widened. She choked on the water she was drinking. He quickly stood up to pat her back but Madeline jumped back, creating distance between them.

Who knows who was trying to eavesdrop? She took a shot and looked me dead in the eyes, “You know I’m good at hiding secrets, but not to Ruis. If you forget, we’re bonded and deeply bonded to the point that we can hear each other’s thoughts from time to time. I can’t hide it for long, Tori.” I grimaced, “I won’t tell you any secret from now on but that’s not the point. You can just forget about it. You don’t think about it; no secret spilled. Problem solved.”

She was sort of my soul mate. Yes that is her!!! We understand each other blindly and we have an incredibly strong bond with each other. She always gets my full attention when we are in the same room together and I always try to accommodate her needs. If she's happy, so am I, and if she's not, I'll try my best to change it, like tonight. The chemistry between Josie and I is also right, we even have the same sense of humor and I can laugh with her at the dumbest jokes like no other person. Josie manages to see my world with different eyes and she shows me a new way, her way. I am not perfect. Absolutely not. I've had so many women and no one has been able to see inside me. I hurt many, no mos

And now, this is the time I feel like I need him most. That's why I... that's why I love him. He's really special. He's a shoulder to cry on and I know he’ll always be there for me. From: Blake sorry, cal. can't. i have stuffs to do. i'll see u tomorrow. Or maybe not. —

The tent in my pants was fucking painful, and I needed to free it. I gently helped my mate stand on her feet. I could feel Xyler snarling in his head, demanding to be let out, but I maintained some control over his instincts. The room was filled with an electrifying tension, our hearts pounding in sync with the anticipation that enveloped us. Our bond hummed, amplified by the knowledge that we were not just two lovers seeking pleasure, but two souls bound by an unbreakable bond.

She closed her eyes, awaiting the knife to cut into her skin, and just as she expected, a sting surged through her body and she clenched her hands by her side, her lips pressed tightly together. She felt Jacob's palm on her cheek for the second time and wondered what he was doing but she didn't dare to open her eyes. Jacob placed his cut over hers, their blood mixing. “ With this, we are bound together as master and slave. This is our blood ties,” His words were solemn and Ava snapped her eyes open to meet his deep ones. Bound by blood together as master and slave? “ From now on, you are mine. Mine to break and mend, mine to kill and save. Your name is now Felicia. Felicia, Slave to Jacob St

The link was now complete and unbreakable. They'd kick him from the clan if his family knew of the bond. But, Stralath had always known he was an outlier. He'd never live a simple life on his grassland plains. He'd attached to a mermaid, and now the battle began. He'd have to find a way for the two of them to survive. An angelic voice broke through his thoughts, and his heart stilled in wonder. The melody almost seared his skin and woke his senses. The bedcovers rustled, and the soft singing had him turning slowly to face the siren.

“What happened to him?” He stared down at me. “What the hell happened to Rapheal?” Throwing me off with a kick, he dusted his shoe and hissed. “You are twisting the fate of the heavens.” I blinked. “What?” “You have a soul tie with him.” I felt my blood freeze. I had a soul tie with Rapheal? A man I had never slept with. “That's impossible.” I countered. “And that's what's happening.” He retorted coldly. “I have never seen a missionier with a soul tie without getting intimate.”

They stopped on her chest, where her blouse strained over her full breasts, then lower, to her hips under the skirt. "You have my word. But I need something back. Freedom ain't free. What I need isn't something you can't give me. Soul binding... Your soul keeps me solid here; mine guards you from the dark shit." Soul binding? Lydia's brain spun. She'd read about it—deep stuff, where two essences mix until you can't tell them apart. It was very intimate, scary. "What does that... mean exactly?" Her voice came out small, but her body lied. Her nipples poked hard against her shirt, and a warm wetness grew between her legs, soaking her panties.