Soul Bonded Novels & Stories

"Soul bonds exist outside normal magic. They're written into the fabric of reality itself. Which means they're stronger than System rules—if you can fully activate the bond." "Fully activate?" "Right now, you're at partial synchronization. Maybe 25%. If you could reach 100%, the bond would be powerful enough to override Lucian's author privileges." Kieran nodded slowly. "She's right. A fully realized soul bond is one of the few things that transcends narrative control. Because it's not part of the story—it's part of existence itself." "How do I fully activate it if we're separated?" Adrian asked. Aria bit her lip. "That's the problem. Full synchronization requires emotional intimacy, physica

"I can feel it in every part of me. But even if by some miracle we aren’t—and I’m telling you, Jade, that’s impossible—I’ll never leave you. I’ll reject my mate, whoever she is, for you. You’re the only one I want." I bit my lip, recalling the lessons we’d had about soul bonds. They were meant for fated mates, meant to strengthen their bond, making it unbreakable. "Rowan, we learnt about this... it’s meant for people who *are* mates. What if something goes wrong? What if fate... doesn’t choose us?"

I asked. “I will explain that since it is a fey thing.” Iymyrae said. “Soul bonding is only used in certain situations as, like the name entails, it requires a soul to be bound to another. It was decided the best way to protect the triplets would be to bind their souls to another. This means that they can only produce children with their soul bond so even if those assholes were somehow able to kidnap them, they would never be able to produce children with them. My parents let Dimitrios, and his brother chose whose souls they would bind to the triplets.” Iymyrae told us.

"Unless..." She traced something on the glass, and suddenly our reflections changed. Not our appearance, but what lay beneath. I could see our souls, intertwined in ways that made my eyes water. But there, at the center, was something else. A third thread, older, darker, binding us in ways that predated our birth. "Someone bound you before you were born," Kira whispered. "This isn't a mate bond. It's a soul-contract. Someone with incredible power wanted to ensure you two would find each other."

He headed back to the Pack House, intending to finally sit Celine down and talk. The living room lights were still on. On the coffee table sat a single piece of paper and a ring. He walked over and picked up the paper. As he realized what he was looking at, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him. A Declaration of Dissolution. Celine wanted to sever their mate bond. His hands began to shake. His gaze fell to the ring—their wedding band, the one Celine had worn for five years. He tried to reach her through the Mind Link, but he was met with nothing but a void. She had already left the Dark Moon territory.

I could feel their shock, their pain. "Rhea, you can't mean that," Kai spoke, his voice full of a strange fear. "We are a pack. We are bonded." "Are we?" I asked, my eyes fixed on Ash. "What kind of bond is this? A bond that's based on lies? On murder? On deception?" "It's a bond that's based on destiny," Zane said, a hint of desperation in his tone. "Our souls are tied together. We can't reverse it."

As for whether the baby and I lived or died, it never mattered to him at all. Regina pulled a bracelet from her sleeve. "I found this in the courtyard after those people left." There was a sun symbol in the center and a small engraved "Savage" at the corner. This was from the Savages of the Mistbound Pack. The only person from the Mistbound Pack hanging around the Dixons that my sister, Gloria Binder, and I knew was Judy Savage.

Having two women is extremely exhausting. My parents are so adamant on me marrying Vanessa. For both company to merge successfully there should be a bond. Vanessa is sly woman, I've known her since college. She can be really mean and cunning. I wish I could explain things to Rita but I don't want to look foolish in the midst of two women. I sent for Janet, to help attend to Rita, she was vomiting and her skin looked pale. I'd be so sure she's getting sick because of all the drama that has occurred.

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.

Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to Y ou for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab."