One Sided Soul Ties Novels & Stories

We were a total of thirty-one assassins including the master - that's what he called himself - we were more than that in the beginning but with time, a lot gave up or were killed during operations and that's saying something about the rest of us that we were really good. My life was on a schedule that was directed by the master. He wasn't against relationships between mates as long as it didn't affect the job we were assigned to and that was why I allowed myself to become a close partner with Audrey. I wouldn't call us friends, I was reputed to be a cold-hearted being with no emotions so how could I have friends? I cared for her and she was the only thing I allowed myself to indulge on till

“You know nothing about ‘bloodline.’ It has nothing to do with mating. If vampires are the soulless creatures you say they are, wouldn’t it make sense that we’re lost? That we’re so far gone from our human side that when we find our souls, it will be a stronger bond than any of you humans could conjure with soulmates? It’s a deeper bond; one that binds heart, mind, body, and soul. Regardless of how you may feel, there is no breaking that bond, Ross. You know that.” Kenneth explained. “I’ve lived a long time, but I’ve never met anyone else I’ve shared my soul with. There is only one.” He looked over at Teya and spoke directly to her. “You are that connection for my son. If he loses you, then

Walking as fast as I could, I made my way to the bathroom and wiped myself quickly with the handkerchief that I had prepared for that. The handkerchief was wet with both his fluids and mine, which was exactly what I needed to make the strongest soul tie anyone had ever seen. The soul tie could only be broken by his one true mate, which I have already ensured that he never finds by masking her scent. Quickly, I made my way to my chambers and entered my secret domain.

“It’s real, isn’t it?” She stepped back like she needed distance just to breathe. “That’s not just a bond mark, Jeramiah. That’s the Soulclaw. The prophecy. The tether that binds not just mates, but realms.” “I didn’t feel it happen. She didn’t either. She was unconscious. But it’s there. It’s hers.”

Cause she had to handle her third trouble which was to calm down her crying son and that was nowhere near easy. Yeah, she was a mother and blessed with a lovely son who was the love of her life, her everything, her son Zayn Abedin. ************** Cold Skin, Drag My Feet On The Tile As I Am Walking Down The Corridor I Know We Haven't Talked In Awhile So I Am Looking For An Open Door ***************** ................... Assalamualaikum Readers... I hope you all liked it... Don't forget to comment and vote...... I love you all...... 

Hande took the ice-cold water from the tray in the hands of the passer-by and drank a sip, and got a little closer to Nesrin. "I'm excited but I don't reflect it. It's like our team has disintegrated. Actually, it will be better if we come together. Then we can hardly get together. It wouldn't be nice if one of us was missing in the photo. Because the effort is all of us." Nesrin looked around uneasily and turned back to Hande.

Her Soul. So, let's see how these girls go through the ups and downs of their life. How will the circumstances lead to their future? What will be the destiny of their set by the universe? And will their souls be able to be together? Or something else is waiting for them.......... Prologue __________________________________________ You are my SOUL __________________________________________ Love, You are my light of hope and rays of blessing. Baby, You are my morning glory and evening bliss. There is no word enough existed to express my feelings,

He groaned her name and found his ejaculation. Tears welled up in Danica’s eyes at the sound of her name. Tristan had always loved calling her sweet names of endearment. She never cared about it and never found it strange. She had been dating this man since the very beginning of college till even after graduation. She had loved him as her very first and had loved him to the extent of her very last. He always said that the name Danica was strange in his mouth. His deep roots always thought that the name never sounded like one from San Diego so he would always prefer names of endearment instead of calling her what she bore. But now, the tears could not stop coming from her eyes surreptitiously

"I don't know what's happening," "The mate-bond..." Adam swallows loudly, possibly holding back a growl. Sometimes, I suspect he is part wolf. "It links your soul together with your mate's. You are one soul split into two, and when he is with someone else, hell will break loose over your skin and tear your soul apart until it forces you to see him again," "And then what?" I ask scoffingly. "What good will it do to see him?" Adam turns around, staring into my eyes in the dark. The moon illuminates his face, making me see the truth in his eyes. Part of me can sense what he will say without him opening his mouth; my soul expects it somehow.

For a moment, the wasteland flickered, showing glimpses of what had been: rivers of light, souls flowing peacefully between worlds without fear, Reapers as guides, not enforcers. Then the vision collapsed back into dust. Avery’s voice trembled. “Why show me this? Why now?” The Pale One lifted a hand. The tether on her chest pulsed, bright enough to hurt. > Because you carry what they tried to erase. You are Soulbound — the last link to what I was. Her breath hitched. “I’m not—” > You are. The ground split beneath her, veins of gold and black light webbing outward. The Pale One’s cloak rippled, its edges dissolving into the wind.