Soulmates Korea Novels & Stories

Not werewolf and witch—just two souls. Zayne and Kaela—mates.

****okay so last chapter Devon got a little frisky with Jennifer. This chapter is all about her and how her feelings for Jennifer developed. This chapter gives a whole new outlook to Soulmates but that is all I'm saying. You have to read in order to find out... Hehehehe enjoy**** Devon POV junior year of high school...

"I remember nothing from my previous life but I happen to know that this was my home at a certain point in my life, you are my soul mate and to recover both my memories and my body, intimacy with you is needed so, marry me." Geneva recoiled instantly with all her might. Someone give her a bucket, toilet, anything. She wanted to vomit blood. She made a wailing sound from her throat. It sounded like a laugh and at the same time, a cry. This sound could scare even a ghost but luckily, this ghost seemed to be more rigid than a wall. She thinks: Am I supposed to be happy that I at least got a modest ghost who wants marriage before intimacy. One who thinks marriage before intimacy with it makes it

They paused staring at each other as the girl gasped whispering something in French. Adonis’s eyes widened remembering his soulmate spoke in French too as he looked over the girl having the instinct that she was probably his soulmate. "You are ...". She whispered not completing the words. Adonis's contorted into a smile as he realized his instinct was right. "Your soulmate ". He replied finishing the sentence. . . TBC Written by Authoress Kamara

"Don't be too hard on yourself that you didn't find your soulmate. You will within the next full moon. My mother tried to cheer me up. Remember, your father and I didn't find each other until we were in our 20s." Her hands moved around me, and the palms of her hands rested on each side of my face. My eyes closed as she gracefully kissed my forehead and reopened. Come, let us go downstairs; your father needs you." She stretched out a hand as she came off the bed. I held it, and we both went downstairs together. The pack was around the table eating when I got into the dining room—well, not the entire pack. The others were still in the forest, mating. When a wolf finds their soulmate, they mate

Jamal asked and for some reason, I felt like he was telling the truth. " What do you mean?" I asked him. " I know what you're going through. Even your father went through it. You feel like she is your mate simply because Kodiac reacts to her presence. But mating goes beyond a simple reaction. A lot of mates out there never feel anything for themselves initially until a later time in their relationship. Don't rush things Derrick, I know you're scared but slowly, everything would fall in place." Jamal said, patting my back like my father always did.

He replied. “Oh! Okay.” Tiara nodded her head. ‘No doubt. It’s mated to both of us. Just like Lee, even his human is introverted.’ She thought before asking, “What’s your name, by the way?” “Inigo.” ‘Inigo, he has a beautiful name.’ Dora commented and took control of Tiara’s body to talk with her mate. “And I’m Dora, Mate.” “Dora!!” Inigo mumbled, caressing her cheek. He was happy to meet her wolf, and the next thing he knew; she crashed her lips against his. Inigo was taken aback at first, but he easily melted. After all, it was his mate.

I was a little surprised by his words while grabbing my soda cans from the machine. "I hope you find your mate soon," I said because what else could I say other than that? "I wonder if she would be like you," He passed me a charming smile but what he said was absurd. Why would he want a mate like me? "A greater soul is the one who accepts the other soul just as he or she is rather than expecting that person to be like someone else," I said casually and he made a thinking face. "You're right. But I wish you were my mate," he said. My head snapped in his direction in a whiplash.

Dante's wolf growled his objection, confirming Dante's suspicion that his eventual separation from her could be more problematic and uncomfortable than he had anticipated, even though they hadn't imprinted or their bounding ceremony. Unlike with true mates, a relationship between imprinted mates could wither over time. For an unhappy imprinted couple, it wasn't simple for them to shake hands and go their separate ways because of the metaphysical bond that existed between them. The pain of that kind of separation was on a psychic level just as much as a physical one.

That our bloodline, though ancient and savage, had a place in the modern world. Thanks to my performance, my brothers joined me. We trained. We excelled. We conquered. But Mother did what only she could. She acted. One day, after returning from a mission, we found our names listed in the National Bonding Project. She had filled the forms, completed the evaluations, and even selected compatibility preferences—as if she were one of us. Sergei discovered it first. We thought it was an error. Then came the call: a meeting had been scheduled to introduce us to our “ideal match.”