Soulmate Red String Novels & Stories

It stretches out into the horizon, connecting me to someone else. "I see a red rope," I touch the cord and find my mind flooded with feelings of love and concern. "Axel..." my voice shakes. "I can see a red rope growing out of my chest." I start to panic. "Axel, what is that?" "It's..." his voice grows soft. "It's our bond. Our mate bond." I can hear tears in his voice. "Can you feel what I'm feeling right now...?" "Yes, oh Axel...I am so sorry."

At its center stood a figure—a woman with eyes filled with determination and strength, her form bathed in the warm glow of inner radiance. Surrounding the central figure were layers upon layers of intricate details, each one imbued with its own significance. Splashes of vibrant red symbolized passion and courage, while streaks of soothing blue represented serenity and tranquility. Threads of gold were weaved throughout the canvas, shimmering with the promise of hope and renewal.

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?’

Look, this is the ring I got for you. He pulled a velvet box from his pocket and opened it. Inside was a huge pink diamond. "This is the Stella of Hope. It took me a lot to win it in an auction. You've always loved pink, right? "Say the word, and I'll marry you right now. We'll start over…" I looked at his pitiful, ridiculous state and couldn't care less. I stepped around Arnold and stopped in front of Bailey, looking down at him. My voice was calm. "Is your way of loving me pushing me down the stairs three days before our wedding and breaking my arm?

When he started chanting I felt my soul stretch outwardly towards Ellis. "Is that your soul, is that mine!" Ellis gasped loudly and both my brother and I told him to be quiet and still. Ellis' soul rose to greet mine and they each molded together perfectly. I had tears in my eyes at the beauty of it. They joined together into an iridescent twirling substance that connected him and I together by a small iridescent string only he and I could see. Well others could too if they looked for it. "Well that indeed proves that you two are genuinely soulmates. I've never seen a more perfect joining. You both are now basically one. Congratulations your soul wed," my brother told us both to be careful a

" it was made for me, what is this legend, I want to know." "The legend states that those who are united by this red thread are destined to become soul mates and will live an important story, no matter how much time passes or circumstances they encounter in life. The red thread can tangle, stretch, tighten or wear out, but never break; your destiny is and always will be to be together, never doubt it, and have faith in each other." Seeing this bracelet again, that memory came back to my mind, as if it was yesterday. END FLASHBACK

“I want it to be simple, and as long as my mate is there, and you guys are all there, it is going to be awesome.” “That it is going to be.” “I will bring the red thread, Elyn,” Azalea looked up at me. The red thread was what symbolizes the fated connection during the mating ceremony. It was blessed before the ceremony and it was like a symbol of union. “Of course, you will.” ---

she pleads with a broken voice and I take her wrist in my hand, pressing a kiss into her palm softly. "I have never stopped considering you my mate. Not even for one second -" I reassure her, my own voice a little shaky. "No matter our differences, I am bound to you and you are bound to me. Nothing can tear that bond. There is a thin red rope tied around our ring finger, from even before we met." I whisper against her palm, my eyes closing slowly, my heart fluttering in my chest." A thin red rope that will never snap. A thin red rope I saw one day and followed. A thin red rope that led me to you. "

Appearing for a brief moment, a glowing red string between Care and Eli. If only Care paid attention, she would have seen it... the anomaly. Since time immemorial, red string solely binds fated pairs. As to why when she held his hand before and nothing manifested while now it did was a question looming to be raised soon. Was the method given by Gallus at fault or was she?

But fate had other plans. A body slammed into mine, soft and slight, knocking the air from my lungs. Maximus roared, the word Mate exploding in my mind, louder than a gunshot, sharper than silver. I staggered, my eyes locking on Isabella Hart, her red hair wild, her green eyes wide with panic. My gaze dropped to my hand, then hers, and there it was—the red string of the mate bond, glowing like a lifeline, tying us together.