Soulmate Books Novels & Stories

"What if you meet someone else? Someone who doesn't come with all the supernatural baggage and divine complications?" Damon pulls back to look at me, his hands cupping my face with gentle intensity. "Serena, look at me," he says, waiting until my eyes meet his before continuing. "You are my mate. My soul recognizes yours in ways that have nothing to do with proximity or convenience. There will never be anyone else for me." "But what if—" He silences me with a kiss that tastes like promises and desperation, his lips moving against mine with a passion that makes my toes curl in my sandals. When we break apart, we're both breathing hard, and I can see my desire reflected in his dark eyes.

But the seat opposite remained empty, a stark reminder of her absence. This trip to Miami, meant to be a voyage of healing, was fast becoming a descent into a desolate landscape of longing. Every mile was a testament to the distance between us, every passing moment a reminder of the void she had left behind. I was leaving, but a part of me, the most vital part, was staying behind, tethered to her, bound by a love that refused to be silenced.

I heard Azrael say from right next to me, right before she replied, “Yes, yes, you were just following the half-breed. I know,” She knowingly smiled, flipping on the table what seemed like a tarot card, only it had some weird symbols instead of the usual descriptive drawings. “Her soul is bound to yours... Interesting...” She muttered mostly to herself, not sparing a single glance at the card lying on the table, still keeping her gaze fixated towards the window. Okay, this is getting seriously weird right now. She then flipped yet another card, just like the last time, not even bothering to look down at it and with a deadly serious tone, she said,

—Since my grandfather died, that house has been left alone, just like this one —he points to the house behind him— My uncle Kayler only comes on holidays, like Christmas or summer. "It would be great to live in a place like this," she sighed, looking at the lake and the trees around her. —And you haven't seen the moon when it's reflected in the water. I imagined it and it seemed magical to me. —Things happen at the least expected moments —he says— do you believe in soul mates? In math? I frowned. -What is matte? "Soul mates," he replies. -I did not know, I did not know it. —They are people who are destined for your life and arrive at the least expected moment, or when you thought there was n

Two Brothers. One Soulmate . Chapter 39: Soulmates coming through . Williams remained silent as he listened to the song and watched Luca carefully. The boy had his eyes closed and was lip-syncing to the song. This song was familiar to Williams having listened to Justin Bieber before though listening to Luca sing the song, he thought his soulmate was doing it a lot better than the original artist.

I continue, trying not to feel uncomfortable. "Your siblings also mentioned a mate bond, and Maxine." Declan lets out a deep sigh. "Well.." He begins. "To start, The Moon Spirit chooses two people destined to be together, and makes them mates. Two halves of the same soul." "And you believe that I am you're mate?" I ask "I know it," he says looking into my eyes. "How?" I push furthur.

He sat comfortably again and began, "Ok. Now that I established I am a werewolf, let me tell you why you are here." Now that caught my attention. "The moon goddess, the goddess who created us, had also created a soul mate for each of us. Simply called a mate." he waited so that I was able to catch up. I nodded for him to continue." A soul mate is your other half. You cannot live without him or her. He or she is able to calm each other by just a touch or their scent." he paused again to make sure I was able to comprehend. As he saw the understanding face he continued.

I explained. As I allowed the information to sink in and put my best foot forward for my pact with Torvi, I enjoyed the feeling of being in his arms. My mind began to grow with worry as I remembered the information I had studied. I had heard of the mate bonds between wolves. I never read of humans being bonded to them. The information dawned on me, the only reason he was attracted to me, or cared at all, could be some supernatural bond. All my life all I wanted was to feel the way I had the past few days. Now that I do, I wanted it to be real.

It’s as if my body and mind need reassurance that she’s real. I swallow deeply and take another deep breath. “All Supernatural creatures have a soulmate. The second half of their soul belongs to them. Soulmates are given to us by fate and destiny. Even demons have a soulmate. Depending on what kind of supernatural you are— there are various ways you can tell who your mate is or how you will meet. For example, Nevaeh is a Nephilim and dreamt of Mikhail before she met him. Mikhail is a hybrid, which means he’s half-angel and half-demon. Angels dream of their mates, and demons tend to lose control of their demon selves slowly. Their bodies become more uncontrollable and violent. We’re definitel

“I... I....” “You morons are literally soulmates. Two halves of the same soul. I used to think it was nonsense and something Selene had made up... but then I saw it for myself. It is beautiful. Souls are born and literally split in half... each cursed to find the other no matter how long it takes. And, sure, Selene occasionally had minor influence into where they ended up, in an Alpha... an attendant... whatever... but they would always be the same two halves of the one soul. No one can change that.” It was my first time hearing that the story of mate bonds was really true – maybe the first time any mortal had given confirmation. Not just something that felt real, but something that was phys