Past-life Soul Mates Novels & Stories

"But I’ve heard stories. Old ones. My grandmother told me. Others, whispered by the elder women around the fire. They all say the same thing." She pauses dramatically, and despite myself, I find my head leaning slightly in her direction. "They say mates are bound by the soul. That they’re two halves, finally recognizing each other. And when that happens, they can’t be separated. Not for long. It’s like tearing living fabric. Something rips. Something breaks." I swallow hard. "And what happens... if they try to live apart?" Alyssa watches me closely. "No one knows for sure. But they say there’s a price. That the pain grows. That it becomes a void, a hole. Some go mad. Others simply... waste a

This can’t be about sharing a mate, can it? I’ll admit that sharing a fated mate isn’t the most natural thing in the world. My brothers and I knew that we would be sharing a mate because we are identical. That’s the way it works in our world. If you are born identical, you share a mate. The mate bond is the joining of two halves to create one soul. Identical siblings have pieces of the same soul. Those pieces, together, will make that half that will look for its matching half.

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.”

But that couldn’t be further from the truth. “Honestly I hate the term. I have read some of the books from before the illness and there was one genre that was about werewolves. Do you know what that is?” I nodded and she took that as her cue to continue. ” In these types of stories, the wives had a soulmate or mate who was the other half of their soul. In these stories, the mates were completely in love and they would do anything for each other. Nothing and no one would take the place of a mate.” She sighs and I see the pain in her eyes.

” He asked. “Mates equals to soulmate, they are the other half of a person. It’s just like erm the human world, when a man and a woman tie the knot, they become tied for life so that's how it is but for the supernatural, it goes more deeper than that, once you are mated with your fated one, you share each other’s feelings, pains and joy!! " I replied and smiled lightly, the fact that I will soon be able to do that made me mushy and happy inside.

I guess there’s no hiding now. “How much do you know about werewolves? And mates?” I ask them. “Only that werewolves have mates. They only get one.” Preston answers. I nod. “Well, it’s a little deeper than that.” I start. “Our mates are our soulmates. Literal soulmates. We have half of a soul but our mates carry the other half. We become one when we meet at a certain age.” I glance up to see if they are paying attention. I notice that I need to explain a little bit more.

I ask Matilda, smiling softly. Awww, is this true love? "I-i...I don't know." I stutter out. I quickly wore all my clothing on and sat on the floor thinking. What if he's our second chance soulmate? Matilda asks and shook my head in disbelief. "That can't be though. That's rare for any wolf to earn that." I explain. Which was all true in my world. Barely anyone can escape from their mates. Even if it's from force. I'm pretty sure we do, even after we have been through

The day after we created a memorial for my parents, I went with Xander to Canyon Ridge pack. They are having a service for an Alpha and his mate who were like grandparents to this entire generation, according to Xander. The Alpha was killed in the battle, and his mate basically died of a broken heart. Xander said that’s not uncommon in their world. Being a soulmate means that once you find your other half and feel whole, you can never go back to being only half a person. So, most mates cannot live once their mate has died.

he asked. "What do you mean?" I asked. He gave me a mysterious smile. "I mean, mates are like two bodies of the same soul, right? They basically complete each other, so we can see soulmates as each other," he said. I looked at him, wondering if he was driving at what I was thinking. The sly smile widened. "So, you and Mia share the prophecy because you are mates. Wouldn't that make sense? Then they won't need to be a conflict between you too. You are her, and she's you," he said.

I’m as confused as she was about all of this. “Then what really happened last night?” She insisted on knowing. Suddenly, I feel doubts about telling Lyle. Having a pureblood vampire as a mate wasn’t exactly something to be proud of, especially since I was supposed to be mated to another werewolf as well. I’ve heard very rare instances where someone has more than one mate, but that’s a million chance kind of thing, and it is not interracial either! Werewolves and Vampires simply don’t mix well since the beginning of time.