Soulmate Mark Novels & Stories

Tobi’s smile faltered. “They say he marked her under a full moon before they ran away together.” We walked in silence after that, tension thick in the air. Finally, I asked what I couldn’t stop wondering. “What does it mean to mark someone?” Tobi sighed, his thumb rubbing circles against my hand. “A wolf only has one mate. He knows the moment he sees her. From then on, nothing else matters. He’d betray his family, risk his life whatever it took to protect her. The mark… it’s like a wedding ring, but deeper. It bonds you permanently. Heart, soul, mind. You feel everything.”

She briefly scanned the page and her eyes stopped on a subtitle: soulmates. SOULMATES SHARE A CONNECTION SO DEEP THAT NOT EVEN DEATH CAN BREAK IT. MATES ARE TWO PEOPLE DESTINED BY THE MOON GODDESS TO BE TOGETHER FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY. THEY ARE BEST SUITED TO EACH OTHER AND ARE BOUND TO FIND EACH OTHER IN LIFE. SPARKS AT CONTACT IS A SIGN OF MATES AND A MIND LINK STRONGER THAN THAT OF A PACK LINK IS COMMON BETWEEN AN ALPHA COUPLE. Indianna frowned and slammed the book shut. She was being ridiculous. ‘Greyson?’ She could feel him in her head and for once she hoped he would talk to her. ‘Am I being ridiculous?’

The title said True Soulmates, True Mates with some text underneath that I scanned over to to start reading about this whole corny soulmate talk. True mates is another term for Soulmates - a person who is perfectly suited to another in temperament - within the bonding terms between a human and wolf-form. They are said to be limited to one every hundreds of years, needing approval of diagnosis within the patriarch. The Moon Goddess chooses those to be known as "true mates" due to their fusion of personality traits, choice of beliefs, and mental outlook. Those in a true mate relationship will have the abilities of more powerful communication within the brain, higher chemical release of st*** e

Lowell turned his grin to Anya "You look like a smart one, I'm sure you can answer that so they can stop looking so confused" Anya rolled her eyes at him and sighed I slowly turned to her "Do you understand what he means?" She pursed her lips "Unfortunately; I do" "Then please, explain it to me" I requested and she exhaled a breath "When mates....uh...well MATE. Their souls form two links that need to be connected in order for them to become one soul. This is then made possible when they mark each other. They become one and share almost everything like feelings, thoughts, pain and most importantly; strength"

“Say it.” Nira took a breath, steeling herself. “True love’s mark.” I squinted at her. “You’re joking. That’s just a fairy tale.” She shook her head. “It’s real. If the bond was made by corruption, only love... real, no-strings love can break it. A soul mark. Has to be freely given, no tricks, no blood ties. Just... chosen love.” I blinked, trying to process. “You mean like a mate mark?”

They are trying to keep information away from me about a mate and here they want to know more about me. “Tell me what a mate is, and I’ll tell you,” I gave the best doe eyes I could, hoping they would listen. “Alright,” Glinda sat down, rubbing her forehead. “A mate is someone’s ‘soul’ mate, someone they are supposed to be with that the Goddess Selene has blessed them. Everyone has a perfect matched soul and the Goddess pairs them together. They are overwhelming feelings just by meeting someone and they are supposed to be with each other forever.” My heart flipped in my chest. Creed has a mate somewhere.

“I saw the marks on their wrists this morning when they left. I also noticed the marks on yours at the Claiming Ball, though I don't think anyone else noticed. Luna, do you know what those marks mean?” I shook my head, pulling my sleeve back down. "No. I've never seen anything like this before. Do you know?" Dante was quiet for a moment, his jaw working like he was trying to decide how much to tell me. Finally, his hands moved. “My grandmother was a healer. She told me stories about the old ways, about how mates used to be chosen.” His hands paused, then continued. “Those marks are mate bonds, Luna. True fated mate bonds. They appear when destined souls first see each other.”

Rasmus asked when the man was just sitting on the sofa with his head buried in his hand. “Do I look better, Rasmus?” Edward growled and the little servant gulped fearfully and retreated to a safe distance. Edward sighed and glanced up at the ceiling. He closed his eyes and fought to keep himself calm. “What do you know about the mating mark?” “Well, my Prince,” Rasmus chuckled, “I haven’t found my mate yet but from what I read in our books, the mating mark keeps the two souls connected. The male could feel anything the female feels. According to logic, it is so that he would know when she needs his help and go to save her.”

“Good. Now imagine that but on steroids. And crack. And more steroids. And maybe mixed with a fever dream no one asked for. That’s a mate.” I blinked. “So… a soulmate?” She shook her head. “No darling, soulmate is soft. Cute. Romantic. Mate is… violent destiny. Mate is permanent. Mate is stick-to-you-like-glue energy. Mate is ‘if you die, I die’ nonsense. Mate is a cosmic marriage contract signed with magical blood and no human consent form.” I stared at her. She stared back. “That sounds like kidnapping with extra toppings,” I said. “Welcome to the supernatural world,” she replied.

Ryan walked up to Theodore and said," tsk, tsk, I wished he had succeeded in injuring you or killing you, I would have been very happy and Amy would have been mine." "Unfortunately, I heal fast and I am still alive and kicking. Amy can never be yours, she is my mate. You have got your mate, what would be her reaction when she hears you professing your love to another person's mate? Anger, sadness, or pain? Will she tear you into pieces, I will be glad to see her do that" Theodore chuckled. Ryan clenched his fist and the men had a staring competition. Unexpectedly, Ryan snickered which got Theodore confused. He left Theodore laughing and saying, "wait and watch."