Soulmates Korea Novels & Stories

He told her gently. "I.. I don't understand." She said with a small sniff. "Baby, mates are not selected by moon goddess. The souls themselves choose their mates, there's no role of moon goddess Or anyone here. Once the soul's choose each, moon goddess makes a connection between them. There's many things which are to be accounted here but I assure you that we both were destined together. Our souls has choosed each other as mates long back. It's not possible for someone else to be my mate in place of you. If I didn't got you as my mate than I would have to be mateless my entire life." He said.

I asked, breaking the silence. Kaia made another face at Saige before looking at me, “Mates is short for soulmates. Our parents always talk about being each other soulmates and since Saige obviously still can’t put together a proper sentence, she says mates. Basically, for the game, we’re parents and they’re parents” she explained. Well that makes sense. “Oh! Okay! Then we’re mates then!” I said happily. Kaia laughed and rolled her eyes, “Only in this game. We can’t possibly be mates in real life” she said before walking to a nearby bench to put her book down. These kids are funny. I don’t know what they are but they seem like great people.

I did have a mate but that was a blight on my life. I was about to turn 18 and take over as Beta. On our 18th birthdays Betas and Alphas are given a mate by the Moon Goddess. Other pack members have mates but they can come a little later as mates are within a few years of age of each other. Our mates are specifically picked by the Goddess for us based on our strengths and weaknesses and are usually within a certain physical proximity to each other, hence why most families do not move around much once they have kids until their children are mated.

Not quite a shadow. The Pale One smiled — faint, knowing. “You shouldn’t be here,” it said, voice carrying the echo of a thousand deaths. “I could say the same,” Soreth replied, though his throat was dry. “You shouldn’t exist.” The Pale One tilted its head. “And yet, here we both are. Two ghosts searching for the same truth.” “What truth?” “The one your masters buried.” The Pale One’s form flickered — now nearer, close enough for Soreth to see the faint shimmer of symbols written across its skin. “The Soulbound were the price of your immortality. You just forgot who paid it.”

“For years you have waited. You have kept faith. The Moon Goddess has heard you. She has answered.” He stepped slightly aside, his hand gesturing to me. “She did not send you a queen born of ceremony. She sent you a warrior born of fire and second chances. She sent you my heart and my soul. My Fated Mate. Your Luna, Angela!” A ripple went through the pack, a shifting, a whispering of paws on earth. “She carries my mark,” Aaron continued, his voice dropping to an intimate growl that still somehow reached every ear. “And I carry hers. The bond is sealed. The line is secured. Our future is here.”

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.

More importantly, the thought of playing FLAMES because you had a crush on your sibling felt cringey AF. No matter how unscientific he deemed the game to be, Ecto was not spared from it. Kate had to improvise Ecto’s family name, FULGADO, which was very provincial and suited both his first name and his personality (the surname translated to “talkative”). His full name written below Kate’s, RAPUNZEL KATE LAPUZ, it turned out they had a total of twelve unmatched letters, which meant that they were S: Soulmates. The result made Kate really happy and Ecto as well, as he continued eavesdropping from Kate’s cellphone. On the other hand, DION AGUSTIN paired with Kate’s name resulted in M: Marriage.

I spoke in a polite tone, and the nicer-looking one smiled at me. "I'd like a…" his eyes searched my name tag. "... Kenna special. Is that on the menu?" He cracked a smile at the end. I couldn't help but chuckle at his corniness. "Smooth," I said in an amused voice, and he laughed. "I'm Brian, by the way. This is my best mate, Sean." He introduced both himself and his friend, and I saw that his friend looked like he wanted to be anywhere else than here. "Okay. Hi, there, and as you already know, I'm Kenna the waitress." I played it out as a joke.

“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.

Lyle asked as Milo let out a chuckle. “No, they are so much more than soulmates. A soulmate is someone you’re compatible with. Soulmates are a very natural relationship, where both partners are supportive and nurturing of each other. You can even have more than one soulmate throughout your life. You have a deep, meaningful connection and are connected, but you both choose how you grow. Your feelings are more your own and don’t always align together, but someone whose aura mirrors their own is something else entirely. Allissa, this is something I have only ever read about.” I have never seen Milo talk this animated before, so this had to be a big deal. “Dad, the dramatics, please stop. We cou