Red String Soulmate Novels & Stories

“Red, it’s not your place to say that. I have marked her already. Helena is mine, my mate.” “But she’s a human!” “What can I say if our God chose her as my mate?” “Are you sure that the Highest One chose the woman as your mate?” “Yes. No doubt about that. Helena’s intoxicating smells I recognized it after seeing her. I’m sure she’s my mate. My wolf also confirmed it.” Red shook his head. “Is it possible? It’s the first time I see a human as our mate.” He glanced at me again. “She will be our Luna. Are you sure she’s ready?”

Alaric took a deep breath, then turned to Kaelith, “You and Red must be completely separated.” Red emerged from inside the mansion, he had managed to break free from the ritual seal Kaelith had created. “Impossible. We’ll always be connected because, fundamentally, we were the same soul from the start,” said Red. Red prepared to attack again, but Kaelith immediately blocked him. “Enough, Red. You’ve already destroyed this place, so that’s enough fighting,” Kaelith said firmly. I watched the two of them, Kaelith and Red, who looked identical but were different versions of the same person. Then I realized something, Red had said they came from the same soul.

" it was made for me, what is this legend, I want to know." "The legend states that those who are united by this red thread are destined to become soul mates and will live an important story, no matter how much time passes or circumstances they encounter in life. The red thread can tangle, stretch, tighten or wear out, but never break; your destiny is and always will be to be together, never doubt it, and have faith in each other." Seeing this bracelet again, that memory came back to my mind, as if it was yesterday. END FLASHBACK

My limbs shifted with the metallic crack of machinery locking into muscle, the curse reshaping me even as Ryan tore his own body apart to match. That was the curse of our bloodline: to feel and live exactly as our twin does. When Ryan’s limbs broke, I lost mine. When I healed, he healed. We were everything and nothing at the same time—two cursed generations bound by ignorance. But a soulmate… a soulmate isn’t someone who completes you. No. A soulmate is someone who inspires you to complete yourself, to rise and stand beside them. By the time we reached her, Ryan was ahead. He stood frozen over Michail as she collapsed onto the frozen ground, the breath of winter stealing what little warmth s

she asked curiously while Alec smiled knowingly at her. “The bond between soulmates is sacred and holy from Selena. It’s always love at first sight. The mere looking at your soul mate, you would feel contented and satisfied. have known because of the spark and electricity. The mate bond started to work.” his voice wavered a little with sadness as he looked at the space. “Matebond is an unfathomable reaction between the two souls. It made them want each other. It brings two souls together until they are mated and marked,” he said.

I can feel his pride in my words, his happiness in my feelings toward him. “It’s that way for all of us,” Luna Quinn says quietly. “That’s what a soulmate is. The other half of your soul. The one who completes you and makes you feel like everything is right in this world,” Malin agrees. “It is the most beautiful thing that you will ever feel and I hope that all of you, once you find your magic, find your mates,” Angel says. “Wow, I hope I do too,” Avalon says. Tamsyn and Silas nod, but I notice that Torin looks down. I’m not sure if he doesn’t believe it, or if he’s afraid that he doesn’t deserve it.

"What if you meet someone else? Someone who doesn't come with all the supernatural baggage and divine complications?" Damon pulls back to look at me, his hands cupping my face with gentle intensity. "Serena, look at me," he says, waiting until my eyes meet his before continuing. "You are my mate. My soul recognizes yours in ways that have nothing to do with proximity or convenience. There will never be anyone else for me." "But what if—" He silences me with a kiss that tastes like promises and desperation, his lips moving against mine with a passion that makes my toes curl in my sandals. When we break apart, we're both breathing hard, and I can see my desire reflected in his dark eyes.

Maybe I’m stuck in thinking of this from the narrowed perspective of the flesh. A mate is something far beyond anything physical. They are the other half of your soul. A soul doesn’t conform to any set rules or stereotypes of man. “So, are you all good?” Collin questioned cocking his head. I’m sure he’s suspicious of my behavior. But he’s not one of my brothers, so I can trick him. Only Colby or Azriel would see right through me. I’m actually thankful that they are still in Oregon. “Yes, of course, I’m fine.” I assured him. I pulled out my phone and quickly sent the dossier to the number André had called me from.

We have time to claim each other, knowing neither of us would give up on the love that slowly grew over the years from our friendship. “You two seem different.” Alice says as she makes her way towards Albot and eye, her head tilted to the left as she looks at out bodies snuggled together. “Different how?” I ask, smiling at my pup. “Your Auras, they blend together seamlessly now. Are you true mates?” She explains, her question surprising me. I knew the little girl held some sort of power, but to think it had grown so strong that she could distinguish mates together shocks me. “Yes, Crystalline are true mates and the bond finally clicked into place.” Albot chuckles out, Alice blinking as she t

“Mates are .. kind of similar to destined partners. Except even destined partners seem to have a choice, with mates it doesn’t work like that. Even if you want to stay away from them, you can’t. They might be a horrible and despicable person, you might want to tear the flesh off of their skin and burn their eyes, but you won’t be able to. That’s what it means to have a mate. They physically affect you. When they hurt, so do you. When they’re anxious, you sweat a lake. Hurting them is masochism, you’re just hurting yourself.” Jess almost laughs. “D..destined partners?” He manages to speak through his wheeze, his abdomen clenching at the humor. After a few more wheezes he ends up coughing. It