Soul Bonded Novels & Stories

I flip to the next page, I already know about everything in the first page. …..when a human is bonded to a dragon, it is a lifetime commitment and the bond is broken when one of them dies.- A human mated to a dragon can use all of the powers that runs through the veins of the dragon but it has its own calamity. Going against your dragon could spill doom and chaos. A dragon and his bonded pair are like husband and wife, one can not do without the other….. a dragon sees all and knows all… I flip to the next page again and I finally find what I am looking fire

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“I’ll tell you what, I’ll help her this time, and this time only. There is no freakin way she is our mate.” My wolf settled back down as I undid the seatbelt and carefully lifted Renko out of the car. As much as my wolf wanted me to caress her, make her feel safe, there was no way I would ever let anything between us happen. I would rather deal with the consequences of not having a mate, which can be done, but usually, the wolf side goes rogue and can never lead a pack, than to be bonded with Renko Watson. I began the ten-mile trek, carrying Renko, back to my house and hoped I wouldn’t encounter anyone along the way.

“We need to reassemble it… but with a new focus. Instead of using it to destroy, we use it to create, to forge a bridge between life and death. But it will require something powerful… something that can anchor Lena’s spirit and guide it back.” Ethan frowned, trying to make sense of her words. “What kind of anchor?” Selene’s gaze met his, her expression seriously. “A soul bond. A connection strong enough to pull her back from the brink.” The implications of her words hit Ethan like a freight train. A soul bond, something deeper than friendship, deeper than love. It was a connection that went past the physical, past the mortal. He didn't know by chance if he and Lena had that kind of a bond, b

Harrison Hale's POV: The bond between Katherine and I were still burning. It was not the sharp and intoxicating pull that the old songs or council lectures had promised. This was worse. It was uneven, raw and damaged. There was a constant sting burning in my chest where the bond should have settled. She was rejecting it even now. I lay awake in my quarters and staring at the ceiling while my wolf paced under my skin. Even from a distance, her shallow breaths and restless movements tugged at me like a hooked blade.

“Yes, I can. I can feel this strength. Like we’re tied together now. Not just bonded but…” “It’s the soul-tie.” “That sounds ominous.” He gave a little huff and an adorable smile. “It’s really not. It’s beautiful. It’s… a bond that can’t be broken. No matter the distance, no matter what obstacles we face… the only thing that can separate us is death, and even that… even that wouldn’t stop us loving each other.” “Cain… that’s beautiful.” He inhaled deeply and finally broke eye contact. “It is. But it can also be hell, Kelsie. We’re never going to lose sight of each other. But if one of us is lost…”

"If you become a spirit what happens to our bond?" Skylar looked at me. Her eyes were wet with tears. "I do not know." "We have been bonded for decades." Ross's voice cracked. "This connection defines who we are. If it severs we might not survive losing you twice." "I know." The soul bond pulsed between us. I felt everything they felt. Ross's terror. Skylar's guilt. My own desperation to keep us together. "Whatever I choose our bond is eternal." Skylar touched both our faces. "Death cannot break it. Transformation cannot erase it. We are connected beyond anything physical or spiritual."

He bent over at the edge of the bath, his eyes never leaving mine. “The joining,” he said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. “It’s a bond deeper than by mate mark. Deeper than blood or magic. Our souls… would be intertwined forever.” My breath caught in my throat and my mind began to race. Souls binding rituals were rare, dangerous and irreversible. I had heard whispers of such things in ancient texts and stories that were meant to warn instead of guide. A bond like that couldn’t be broken, not by death or even the gods.

“The disturbance registered from the same quadrant where she was last held.” The air grew heavy — a palpable tension pressing against every word. Veyra turned from the railing, her cloak whispering against the floor. “You’re suggesting that a human just breached the boundary between mortal and immortal realms?” Myr bowed his head slightly. “Not merely human, Councilor. She carries the binding mark. That makes her Soulbound.” A low murmur rippled through the Council — disbelief mingled with a fear none of them wanted to name. “The Soulbound line was erased ages ago,” Soreth said, his tone dangerously quiet. “The last bearer was purged at the dawn of the Reaper Wars.”

No barriers, just us fucking barring our souls to each other. Our bond buzzed with a primordial energy that pushed us both to the brink of insanity. I could feel her body trembling in my grasp, her moans becoming louder and more desperate as she drew closer to release. My need threatened to fully consume me, so I realized I couldn’t wait any longer. With one final thrust, we both cried out in ecstasy, our bodies writhing together in a symphony of pleasure.