Soulmate Matching Couple Tattoos Novels & Stories

"Tania! Stop it. Come on, let me introduce you to the guys." I pull her again to the car and start introducing her to the guys and vice versa. "Guys, This is Tania Andrade, my good friend. This here is Michael, my soulmate, the love of my life. There will be no other, for either of us. We were meant to be and.." She cuts me off with a scream. "Oh my god Summy. Look at that beautiful tattoo on his neck. Two beautiful wolves. The white one is enchanting. It reminds me of a very rich and powerful lady. The black one is majestic. Who do your tattoo?"

She asked, gazing at me in contempt. “She's not a stray, Selene. We have a bond." Kael replied. I was lost. I had no idea what that meant. Selene gasped and stepped back, “That's not possible." She suddenly grabbed my hands and pulled up my sleeves before I could react. Right there was a tattoo on my wrist, something I'd never seen before. “The half moon bond." She breathed. Kael showed his own tattoo, the same mark now on his wrist too. "I've found my mate.”

Seriously no child in the universe wants to see their parents make out, they got back to lecturing him as a united from leaving him to sit in front of a computer for almost five hours. After his parents talk he was certain this is what he wants besides fate aligned them and marked them to be together. This is going to be his first and last time he will have the opportunity to form a soul bond with someone. The lack of concern assured his feelings in the matter and his alpha's face lit up obviously to just oblige his mate. He fit in his arms like a puzzle, so this has to be fates way of blessing their union. Forth bit his neck hard enough to draw blood and leave a mark. He even fluttered his

It was a one-of-a-kind just like she was. I took it from the case and waited for her to pull her hair up for me. It looked beautiful on her. “The two rings, amber and green, represent you and Moira. They overlap perfectly just like when you’re both present. Zen and I wanted you to know that no matter where you are, you’re with us,” I told them. Then I showed her the matching tattoo on my forearm. Their names were inscribed on the rings. Tears welled up in her eyes as her finger traced the tattoo. Her soft lips pressed a kiss there before leaving a chaste kiss on my own.

’ I doubted, my hand trembled as it found itself touching it. “Do you like my tattoo?” Damon muttered, with his eyes closed. Was he awake all along? “Y…yes... It looks nice.” “I’ve had it since I was dating Sharon. We got it together.” He let out, now opening his eyes. “This design. It looks familiar. Like I've…” I was saying, but he cut me off. “The design represents our Club's aim.” “Club?” “Yes. Sharon and I used to belong to a Lovers’ Club. This tattoo is known as ‘King and Queen Crowns’. Every member of the club shares the same tattoo as a symbol of love and devotion for their partners.”

Our eyes held for a moment too long, and I felt that now-familiar flutter in my stomach that both thrilled and terrified me. Kev finished Rafael's tattoo in half the time mine had taken, given its simpler design. "There you go," he said, wiping it clean. "Sun and stars. Suits you two." We held our wrists side by side, admiring how the black ink stood out against our skin, his olive tone, my paler complexion. If we pressed our wrists together, his sun would align perfectly with my constellation, like they belonged together. Like we belonged together. The thought ambushed me, dangerous in its temptation. I couldn't think that way. Not with my prognosis hanging over me like a shadow.

Alec called softly, “There are many things you don’t understand, so I will do the honour by explaining.” Nadazhda knitted her brows but chose to say nothing as she made herself comfortable on Zaccheus’s legs while he was using his hand to draw circles on her thigh. “Every supernatural being are blessed with a soul mate to support, love and be a partner to them. Soul mates are written before birth, and no one can escape what’s written in fate. A soul mate is half of a supernatural. Without it, the being could never be complete and couldn’t be powerful. With a soul mate, power and strength come naturally. No one can reject one another because it’s like killing the individual. Soul mate is a we

I gulped and continued, "The problem must be something else." His face straightened and he looked at me in silence for a while before he stated in an even, steady voice. "A tear in the mate bond is like a spear digging into your wolf which eventually will rip your souls apart." His two hands encircled his teacup. "That is why it is called unfortunate soulmates. Honey, this is not something to take lightly." My breath hitched. My throat felt raw and tears stung behind my eyes. "Then how would rejection be an answer?"

Ain't it fun? Nataliad dances again, of course, sexily dancing on the beat. She was still tweaking her hair up, teasing me more to reveal her bare back and neck. I noticed that she had a tattoo on the lower back of her neck. It's small, but I can clearly see what it says. Her tattoo says, "Hakuna Matata." Nice! Is it just a coincidence? Because I also have a tattoo like that on the back of my hips and a symbol on the back of my neck. ‘Meant to be? Yay!’ Okay, so what? Just with matching tattoos, does that mean we are meant to be? That’s absurd!

"You don't get it, you could never be a liability. That's the whole point of us being soul mates." She looked at me sceptically, her doubt obvious. "What is it?" I urged, a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Don't get me wrong," she started slowly, chewing on her lower lip. "I just don't get this whole soul mates thing. I mean, how do you know?" "You mean other than the fact that my tattoo formed when I kissed you?" I shot back, strangely on the defensive.