Sarcastic Soulmate Novels & Stories

" 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. Glasses clinked. I had a sultry gaze as I laughed, all traces of the innocence I'd shown Brody completely gone. "Ms. Quinn, you're such a pleasure to work with. Here's to you." Gerard Wilcox from Apex Industries raised his glass, his heavy face plastered with a leering smile. I drained the wine without hesitation. "You're too kind, Mr. Wilcox. We're all friends here." I leaned closer with a coy

They nod and disappear from view and earshot. “Mirage, I would never want to die and not be with you. You are my mate, my soul and my heart. You are my other half, and although I have to share you with Coco the Brawnless over there, I love you and only you! You are my everything, and we are doing this to further our plans. We need to give them a shove, and this will do it. Now shut up and kiss me before we have to face my disgusting dumbass of a brother.”

“Listen, I am the last person who needs your validation. Especially since you’re only mad because I rejected you.” She let out a short, lethal laugh. “Rejected me? Men like you fall at my feet and cry when I don’t step on them.” “Men like me?” I scoffed. “You mean men with functioning eyesight? Wake up, dreamer. You’re… not my type.” I flicked a hand at the whole situation that was her. “You’re the ugliest woman alive. Why am I even having this conversation? What ill luck.” I moved to step around her. Bad idea.

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

I asked. "Being soulmates means we are destined to be together. It means we are one another's partner in life. We will be with one another throughout life sharing love, happiness, sorrow, joy and pain." He responded. I couldn't help. A humorless laugh escaped my lips. "To hell with you! Soulmates! Bloody nonsense! I don't believe a word you said." I seethed in anger.

“So you don’t believe Bianca is your soulmate? You don’t think you’re marrying your soulmate?” I huff tiredly, feeling the onset of a headache. Why did I ask this again? “Soulmates aren’t real,” I grits out, my tone more final than I had intended. She blinks rapidly, as if she cannot believe I just said that. “Just because you don't believe…” “It's just something stupid that people use to comfort themselves into thinking everyone is destined for love or something…” I rush out without thinking, mentally scolding myself as her expression falls

I gulped and continued, "The problem must be something else." His face straightened and he looked at me in silence for a while before he stated in an even, steady voice. "A tear in the mate bond is like a spear digging into your wolf which eventually will rip your souls apart." His two hands encircled his teacup. "That is why it is called unfortunate soulmates. Honey, this is not something to take lightly." My breath hitched. My throat felt raw and tears stung behind my eyes. "Then how would rejection be an answer?"

she smiled as Whytt had a look of hope light up his face. "Jose? Can I call you that?" "Yes, you can." her eyes flashed red again "Jose you said she is happy with her mate, what is a mate?" "Right, in our world we have what is called a soul-mate. It is the one person that is made just for us, they complete us. If we can find our mate they make us the happiest we could ever be. That's what Seraphina and my brother Dominic are, they are mates, they complete each other. Don't get me wrong it can take a bit of work, some mates hate each other when they first meet but once they spend some time together and get to know each other. The mate bond gets stronger and pulls them together where they are

It’s just another way he healed my broken heart and shattered soul. The truth is, I don’t care if Zane is the son of Death or Death himself. I love him. He’s my soulmate. I guess soulmates aren’t cruel jokes for lonely girls after all. No matter what, I’m in this with Zane. I’m going to help him in any way I can, love him the best I can, and be his everything because he’s definitely my everything. Strange to fall in love and have a soulmate when I never dared to let myself have this dream.

I loved Daemon. The slight look of disappointment crossed over his face. “I know that. I know you came here with the Demon Overlord. But soulmates are different from mates. Mates are two people destined to be life partners, sharing a committed bond. But soulmates are more complex than that. Being your soulmate means I am meant to be there for you; there will always be an urge in me to protect you. I could be anything you need me to be—your partner, your companion, your closest friend—anything."