Soul Marks Novels & Stories

"I've thought about it. We can't sever our bond. As an Alpha, severing ties with my mate would reflect badly on me and throw the pack into public turmoil. "The kids are still young. They need a mother." I had expected his refusal. He said it was for the pack, for his reputation, for the children. But never because he loved me. Luckily, I had prepared for this. After Marcus left, I took out the vial I had been hiding in my clothes the entire time. Without hesitation, I finished it in one go. The bitterness flooded my mouth, but it was nothing compared to the pain Marcus had given me. I endured the agony as it tore through my body. Even as the pain made me convulse, I welcomed the feeling of m

"You are Mine" He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Kirsten, you are mine and only mine, you understand?" Kirsten Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and boyfriend, Kirsten moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother.

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

Her mother forcibly took her eyes off the necklace she was looking at with admiration. one "Hande, that's beautiful. I never thought about it from your point of view. I wondered how you felt." Hande focused her eyes on the necklace as she held her mother's hand lovingly and smiled. "Maybe I think it's strange. I don't know. I think that those lifeless works have souls. Spirit, heart, language. As for how I feel, it may sound strange to you, but I felt love. The love of the man who made this necklace and the love of the one he loved when he gifted it to his beloved is the deepest part of my heart. I felt it deep inside."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes and added, "We should sever our mate bond as soon as possible." "No, I disagree!" Chris stepped forward, grabbing my shoulders tightly. "Our bond was destined by fate. How can you just give up like that?" If he had said something like that in my past life, I would have been moved to tears. But now, I only felt disgusted, and I pitied Kaia. Perhaps the Moon Goddess arranged for Chris to be my mate to help me truly understand my own heart. It was a test—a trial. I clearly didn't pass it in my past life.

Lillianna cried out unable to help herself. He just imprinted his initials onto her body… He pressed it so hard holding her arm hard so she could not go anywhere. He kept it pressed for a few minutes before he pulled it off her. She was in tears. AJ assessed the result before he turned her around roughly and showed the mark to Tristan. “What does that say?” He asked. “It says AJ… AJ… She is now marked. I have branded her as my own. Is that enough for you to understand that she belongs to me!”

She comes to stand in front of me with tears in her eyes and asks in a choked whisper, "How did you know Jamie?" I set down the groceries and unbutton my shirt. I point to the fresh scar on my stomach and say, "I got this one taking the bullet for Kelly." I point to the four older, similar scars and say in a choked whisper, "These four saved Jamie, five years ago when I toured with her in Iraq. Her gun jammed and I shielded her."

Then he turned his gaze away, pacing around the room. “That’s not possible,” he muttered. “Marks like that don’t just appear. They’re given.” I blinked. “Given? By whom?” He stopped, facing me again. “Those marks are given by someone powerful. Someone who wants to claim you or someone who is your mate did that to you.” In our world, marks were sacred, a bond between mates, a symbol of possession. But I hadn’t been claimed. I was rejected by Lucien and he was my only mate.

He smirks at me, turning to face me, crossing his arms over his chest. “The mark for death isn’t like a rash, or a mate mark. The mark of death is a taint on the victim’s soul. It corrupts them, so it makes it easier for the guardian to find them and take them out. But the guardian won’t just kill them, the guardian will consume the victim’s soul and will take it back to the one who made the mark. Can I remove it? Yes, I can, but it will come with a cost.” I look at Gaia and she shifts in her seat and Kronos notices it.