Shattered Soulmates Stone Mountain Shifters Novels & Stories

"Does it even matter now? Even if I were healthy, I never would have lasted long enough for you to finally turn around and look at me. I overheard your friends talking. Apparently, I wasn't even someone you'd be willing to settle for. I used to think we'd actually make it to the end." A strand of hair slipped from behind my ear. I turned my face away so he wouldn't see my tearful eyes. "The moment you slipped that ring on another woman's finger in the wedding I had dreamed of a thousand times, we're finished. You're not the same Jason whom I love, the one willing to stop for me anymore. You're selfish and blind. You're not the same person I once loved." The last few words were barely above a

“Your phone kept buzzing earlier. I silenced it. I thought it might be a distraction.” I nodded as she left. The door closed quietly behind her. I sat there, the memory of her story crawling all over my skin. Something about it wouldn’t let go. And deep down, I already knew why. I’d just helped my mum unpack a story about jealousy. And I felt proud. Until I opened my phone. Group chat: It was lit and loud Nora: “She’s a pretender. Can’t believe people still pity her.” Unknown number: “Heard she’s the one who set Sara up. Shameful.”

The day I was deemed a mere human. You see, we are shifters. In the year 3120, the supernatural world rose and took over the human world. Slowly the humans decreased and the shifters became the dominant races. When people used to think of shifters they would assume it was a human-wolf hybrid that could change with the full moon.

****okay so last chapter Devon got a little frisky with Jennifer. This chapter is all about her and how her feelings for Jennifer developed. This chapter gives a whole new outlook to Soulmates but that is all I'm saying. You have to read in order to find out... Hehehehe enjoy**** Devon POV junior year of high school...

Quinn demanded, like she already saw my sins and wanted me to admit it in the presence of my father. "I have never broken any of the pack laws," I said, though my voice lacked confidence. "What has that got to do with finding my true mate?" I asked Quinn, and she smiled. "A lot. Now, let's take a look at the stones. Shine stones if Alpha Malakai Preston has a true mate," Quinn directed her energy to the stones, and the five stones remained the same, except for the black stones that started to glow with a force until it broke.

Their blood mingled, a dark red mixing with the shimmering silver of Sora’s hybrid state. "Open it," Sora commanded. Aidan pulled a small, black drive from a hidden pocket in his tactical vest. He tapped a sequence into the side, then pressed Sora’s bleeding thumb onto the scanner. The drive hummed. A holographic map bloomed in the dim light of the meat locker, showing a network of tunnels beneath the Northern peaks. "The Iron Grave," Elior whispered from the doorway. He looked pale, his eyes wide as he stared at the map. "I’ve heard stories. That’s where they take the Shifters who don't survive the initial turn. It’s a mass grave."

The years of manipulation, betrayal, and pain that Cassia had inflicted could no longer go unanswered. Elara had uncovered the truth. Lydia Montgomery, the woman who had been their father’s trusted advisor, had been the mastermind behind the destruction of their family. But Cassia had willingly played her part, consumed by greed, jealousy, and a hunger for power that had driven her to steal from Elara, manipulate their father, and shatter what little bond they might have had as sisters. Lydia had used Cassia, but Cassia had chosen to become Lydia’s weapon.

Isla’s heels echoed against the marble floor as she stepped into Blackwood Enterprises. Her spine was stiff, her chin lifted high as if the weight of her heartbreak hadn’t crushed her the night before. Killian’s betrayal was still fresh in her mind. The image of Celeste standing beside him, her fingers possessively gripping his sleeve, replayed like a cruel joke. He had lied. Lied about the engagement being over. Lied about wanting Isla in any way that mattered.

Declan managed to get out before practically ripping my front door off the hinges and going outside. "He really hates him, doesn't he?" I asked Talia, who had an annoyed look on her face. "He does. He also is drawn to you when you say his name." Talia informed me. "Talia, I still have questions. What is a Saol Gra?" I asked her. Her eyes went wide, and she blushed. "It basically means soulmates. A Saol Gra is a life-long love. For fae people, it is eternal. When someone finds or delcares their Saol Gra, they are together until the other ceases to exist. Where did you hear about that, anyways?"Talia asked me. "It is one of the things I do actually rememer from my weird dream." I explained. "W

“Tonight is the first night of your new life. You’re going to walk into that room downstairs, and you’re going to own the space. No more lowering your head. No more waiting for things to happen to you. From now on, you make the rules.” A lump formed in my throat. “And if I fail?” Selene’s expression darkened. “Failure is not an option.” The music in the main lounge was soft, the kind of melody that seeped into your bones. The scent of cigars and whiskey hung in the air, mingling with perfume and expensive cologne. Men sat in plush chairs, talking in low voices. Women moved among them, draped in silk and satin, their laughter like the chime of silver bells. But there was something beneath the