Soul Mates Book Novels & Stories

I remembered a passage from one of the few books I had ever read: “A soulmate is a being bound to you by destiny, a perfect mirror of your soul. With one look, they become your center, your orbit, your reason to exist. For them, you would move mountains, cross oceans, bend the world itself. Two souls united in perfect harmony,together, they form something eternal.” Bruce had lied to me all along. Sobs shook my chest,loud, uncontrollable. I didn’t even know if they came from joy or terror. My voice trembled as I whispered:

They made the silent cafe alive and lively with their cute quarrels and at last he managed to have few bites as well. After that he dropped her home and himself went to meet his friends as he got a call. Emma nodded and said she would be fine alone at home and sighing he leaves. Emma changes her clothes in a comfy one and feeling bored with her phone walks in the small library in her house. Searching for her nice book her hands fell on a heartbreak book “Love or Me?”. In that book the girl was betrayed by her love and at the end she chooses her self and leaves him.

Honest. Wolves paired off like people at a market choosing bread. Mates found each other in the strangest places, beside the food, under the torches, even while dancing clumsily in the clearing. There were gasps, loud cries, people clutching their chests as the bond clicked into place. But not me. Hour after hour, the hope Rainey had bandaged together started to peel away. By night I felt hollow. Not empty, hollow, with a raw ache under the ribs.

they replied It was a guy and girl, they looked somewhat alike. “Are you siblings?” Hailey asked “because you people look alike,” “yes we are,” Stephen replied to her “I am Stephen by the way and she is Stephanie, my twin, “ he said “Oh! that explains the resemblance,” Hailey said as she took a small sip of alcohol from her glass “I am Hailey by the way,” she further added as she stretched out her arms a little, gesturing for a handshake.

“Jace, I thought we were friends!” He rolls his eyes, and I sigh. “Fine, fine!” I walk over to the matchmaker’s table, trying to compose myself. I have no idea what to expect, but I can’t let my nerves get the better of me. I owe it to myself to give this a shot. After all, how else will I ever find my true mate? The matchmaker hands me a stack of photos, each one featuring a different man. As I flip through them, I can feel Jace’s eyes boring into me. It’s like he’s trying to read my mind, trying to figure out what I’m thinking.

I asked, which seemed to amuse Gray as he chuckled. "Of course, from the beginning, we knew that we would find our Soulmate. It's just that it's become apparent recently. He knows what I know, he feels what I feel. If I desire you in this way, he does too. But he has a thinner patience threshold compared to me," Gray explained, making me even more interested in listening to their story.

Ezli says "Wait, then that means that the mates come with a particular being in the person, right?" I ask thoughtfully "Yes." She says again "Okay, so if Eros, who is a witch is the destined mate for the witch side of me. Then, the prince is Mate's with what side of me? The wolf? ... I really only know you, Ezli!" I remind her I could feel Ezli smiling "Yes, The Prince is the destined mate of your wolf, which is also me."

“I knew Zayden through friends even if we didn’t hardly ever hang out when I was in the pack. I did spend a lot of time with his mom though. I knew she loved me and wanted me for her son. When I came back to visit I found out that Zayden had found his mate. It was not going to stop me though. My mate was constantly being tortured at this point as I wasn’t showing progress like they wanted. You know all the details of what happened and what I did so I am going to skip it. After a couple months I found out I was pregnant. I knew it wasn’t Zayden’s as he never came inside of me. I had one night as a privilege with my mate. There was supposed to be no physical touching but how can you not with y

She does smell the way you'd expect your mate to smell, but Maverik hasn't claimed her," Cruz explained, further confusing me. "Mate?" I tilted my head to the side, accidentally grazing Dane's shoulder in the process. Although he had let me go, he still remained within my personal space. "It's like what you humans call a soulmate, only so much more. A mate is the other half of your soul, a gift bestowed upon you by the goddess Selene. When we find our mate, they consume our entire being. It's a bond unlike any other, but you wouldn't understand that," Cruz explained, reverting back to his cold and assertive self. "Why are you here?" he directed his question at Amaya.

This can’t be about sharing a mate, can it? I’ll admit that sharing a fated mate isn’t the most natural thing in the world. My brothers and I knew that we would be sharing a mate because we are identical. That’s the way it works in our world. If you are born identical, you share a mate. The mate bond is the joining of two halves to create one soul. Identical siblings have pieces of the same soul. Those pieces, together, will make that half that will look for its matching half.