Soulmate Who Wasn't Meant To Be Novels & Stories

He gently stroked my cheek. "I don't blame fate, I truly feel lucky. You are my soulmate," Gray said. "Then why did you avoid me? Don't you agree with the fate you've received because I'm a human?" I asked, feeling that Gray might be disappointed because his partner wasn't of the same kind. Gray immediately shook his head.

I would let that happen, not again. "What? it is a beautiful thing" he exclaimed. He looked at me shocked at my reaction but I couldn't care less. I don't think I could love any man again after what Denver has done to me, after how he has messed me up. Dating him made me feel worse than a prostitute or a sex doll. "Do you...uhm...have one?" I asked not sure if it was okay to ask. "Not yet. I haven't seen mine but everyone has a mate. A soulmate. And my mother always told and showed us how lovely and divine it is to be with your mate" he said smiling and looking lost in memories. I laughed at him, the sound brought

I smiled and picked up the notes and started reading it. "I do believe in soulmates, and also believe that you cannot find them overnight. I believe that compatibility between two individuals will never exist. You have to make a soul mate over the years through a companionship that passes through agreement, disagreement, adjustment and forgiving each other and finally accepting them as they are. I believe we have to make our soulmates, not find them!!" These words were so meaningful yet so confusing.... It somehow gave a meaning to my question but also left me in a Delima...How will I make a soul mate.. isn't people supposed to like them and accept them as they are.?!!.......

I however did not understand exactly why he sounded so resigned. "My soul has always been tied to Aiden’s," I replied. "That's why we are soulmates." The witch shook his head. "Yes, while that is partly true, you're wrong. Your souls weren't tied together, they just recognised each other. You were made for each other, there is no denying that; however, there was always a chance for both of you to live without each other. But now, the moment one of you dies, the other will die at the exact same time."

"I understand, darling. But, we don't even have to leave again. We don't ever have to leave." Clearing her throats, she stood up and sat beside me. " Do you know what a soulmate is, darling?" I shook my head and look at her beautiful ruby red eyes. "It refers to the other half of your heart, Marco. A person who will love you and care for you forever. They will be your friend, your family, your love and by your side until the end of time." "Was father your mate?" My question made my mother flinched and she shook her head though she smiled sadly.

That very night, while the royal convoy stopped at an inn on the journey back to the capital, Ann joined forces with the disguised Royal Astrologer and successfully completed the face-swapping ritual. However, a forbidden spell like that was an act against the gods themselves. After the ritual was completed, both sides would fall into a month-long coma. To hide the truth... Also to identify the man Princess Shirley truly loved... Ann simply had the Royal Astrologer invent the lie that only Princess Shirley's destined soulmate could awaken her with a kiss. Which meant... No matter which one of the three Lynch brothers kissed her, she would wake up. In the end, that person would always die.

I remembered a passage from one of the few books I had ever read: “A soulmate is a being bound to you by destiny, a perfect mirror of your soul. With one look, they become your center, your orbit, your reason to exist. For them, you would move mountains, cross oceans, bend the world itself. Two souls united in perfect harmony,together, they form something eternal.” Bruce had lied to me all along. Sobs shook my chest,loud, uncontrollable. I didn’t even know if they came from joy or terror. My voice trembled as I whispered:

Why was I working so hard when she wasn’t going to spend my money? “Because she is the Queen of the supernatural world. A special soul, just like you!” I didn’t know when my blabbering became so loud that it woke up Beta Arlo. He walked into my room with a bottle of 2012 Château Blanc to clear the haze of uncertainty from my mind. “Soulmates are our other halves, an advanced version of our personalities. Then how can you even imagine her to be like other girls? Where’s your logic, Vincent?

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.

Since then, Matt and I because the best of friend who did everything together. He understood my fear of germs and would put forth effort to help me. Our parents would even joke that we are soulmates. That’s when my mother told me that sometimes soul mates aren't your spouses. A soulmate is someone who you meet and they complete your life. She even told that friends, your own child and your siblings can be your soulmate. They complete your life and make you feel loved and cared for. You understand them and you know that life in incomplete without them.