Soulmate Red String Novels & Stories

Emilia opened the box. Inside, nestled in ash and silver thread, was a ring—no jewel, no elegance. Just a plain band made of bone and something darker, something redder than rust. It pulsed in her palm like a living thing. The Ring of Sorrow. It was said to sever the mate bond. But it didn’t break it like a sword. It bled it out. Not just the soul-string between two wolves—but the echo of them. To wear it, one must pay.

the officiant continues, "the Yakovlev clan will now place the bonding ring on Natalia." I feel my throat tighten with anxiety. Roman steps forward, taking a small black velvet box from his pocket. He opens it calmly, revealing a gold ring with an intricate, masculine, powerful design. It’s imposing—more of a seal than a piece of jewelry. My hands tremble as he takes my left one and slides the ring onto my ring finger. His grip is firm, possessive, as if there’s no turning back. "Now you are ours," Roman murmurs, his gaze never leaving mine. His words aren’t a threat, but an undeniable affirmation.

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?"

“I wouldn’t expect anything, I don’t think.” They were almost to the truck. Lu swung her hand playfully. “The thing about soul mates is that they’re a good fit, baby.” She looked at him, her eyes reflecting the starlight. “I take it you’re a believer, Lu.” He smiled, and kissed her bloodied hand. “There’s a Chinese legend about the Red Thread of Fate. Have you heard it?” “No.” “Two people who are destined to be together are tied together by the red thread. And the thread tangles, and it pulls and stretches, but the idea is that it never breaks.”

That amount is better than one thousand that’s why she immediately looked for her wallet but she couldn’t find it in her pocket and only then did she remember that she had left it in her locker. “Don’t you want to know who is inside the booth? Your soulmate may be in there.” “He’s right! Some people say that whoever is on the other end of the red string is the person destined for you.” When he said that, the story of her friends about the red thread came back to her mind again, and wondered at the same time who was behind that bar. She looked up at the sky. “Lord, is this the sign? That whoever the person on the other end of this red string is the person meant for me?”

" You know what it is?" I just looked at his dazzling eyes, I don't know what it was for. " What's with red strings?" He tied it first to his pinky fingers after he tied it to himself, he got mine and he started to tie it. " It is the Red​ String of Fate, if we die soon. You and I will meet again in our next life" He beamed a smile and I just got teary eyed. After Articus kissed me, someone's force opened the door. We heard a crash downstairs and I started to tighten my hug to Articus. We tried to don't make any noise but we heard the footsteps it's going upstairs.

My eyes glistened as we made eye contact while I walked towards the altar where my husband-to-be was waiting for my hand in marriage. Before I knew it, I was already in front of him. His eyes also glistened with tears of joy. We smiled at each other and he took my right hand, then kissed them gently. He looked at me with all the love in the world. My heart flipped as soon as I noticed the invisible red strings of fate tangled on my wrist and index finger, which connected to Azrael’s wrist and index finger, too. We stared at each other with a knowing smile. These red strings of fate are the symbol of our eternal love. This means that whatever happens, we will always be together forever. Fate

I breathed out deeply, the weight of the responsibilities sitting on my shoulders. Elder Rosemarie picked up the white and gold ribbon from the table. Starting at Callan’s hands, she began wrapping our joined hands together. “As I wrap the hands together, I bind the mate bond between Callan and Raina. As this bond is for life, let no man, wolf, or other creature come between these two and attempt to break this bond, for it was blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.”

She is here, right in front of me. I can feel my usual stone expression melt. My bitterness and jealousy float away as my body is filled with happiness. The Alpha clears his throat, bringing me out of my deep trance. "This is my oldest daughter, Jane. Jane, this is Gamma Lance from the Royal Riverstone Pack. He and a few warriors are here to help locate Mark and the others," Alpha Layne says, introducing me to my soulmate. Evan slings his arm over her shoulders, and my heart bursts. "My mate has been extremely worried about her baby brother," Evan says, staring at my MATE.

“It is special. You’re turning twenty-three, and there is a possibility that you meet your mate today, and that’s why-” “You invited the bachelors from our allied packs. I know it already, Dad. But what if I’m not ready? Or what if none of them is my mate?” It was already rare to find mates at this time. Our population is staggering, and I’m unsure if the Goddess fancied me enough to give me a mate. I hope she doesn’t, because I’m personally not a fan. “Then you are not. I’m not forcing you on anything, Victoria. But being able to sense our mates is a gift from the Goddess herself. It’s meant to be celebrated.”