Souls Connected Novels & Stories

I guess I had his souls reckless behavior to thank for everything. I learned alot about souls since I came here a few days ago trying to make myself go dormant again. I couldn't take it anymore. Everytime someone touched me I could feel their soul. It told me their true emotions. Most of them were pretending to be happy and nice when really they were conspiring against me. I probably would have my dad rolling his eyes if I told him but it's the truth. Everyone was connected with their soul. Its their spiritual side and it's what gives them most of their power. It's how they bond and the reason they don't like certain Gods.

* I repeated, the words barely audible even in my mind. *Yes, our mate.* Rose confirmed. *You’ve felt it, haven’t you? That unexplainable connection, the pull that drew you to him even when everything seemed impossible. It’s because your souls are bound. You are meant to be together.* *Also, he woke me up when you intimated with him. It is one of your connections, and right now, he is feeling everything you're feeling just the way you're feeling him. However, you might not feel him so much as he feels you, you're weaker than him.*

Wind formed a vortex around me that lifted loose debris into the air. And I wasn’t struggling. Wasn’t fighting for control. It flowed naturally, like breathing, like the power had always been mine and I was just now remembering how to use it. I focused, extending my awareness beyond the physical. And suddenly I could see them, threads of connection between souls, glowing lines that linked people together. I could see the pack bond between Marcus and the memory of his lost love, could see the magical ties that connected Joan to her witch lineage though she wasn't in the basement with us, could even see the cords that linked me to my children upstairs.

Sora smiled coldly, leaving the area with an aura of satisfaction. I touched the stones with my fingertips, hearing the desperate screams of the trapped souls. I closed my eyes, connecting with them. A thin fracture formed in my mind, allowing me to feel each captured soul. Carefully, I opened one of the stones, releasing the souls. They nodded in gratitude before disappearing. I smirked slightly, realizing there was a way to free the souls without the dark guardians noticing. I needed to be cautious, releasing them little by little to weaken the dominion of the dark forces.

Taking a seat on one of the stools, I opened it up and turned the pages to Lycanthropy. I had already learned about their powers and abilities from my previous read. So I skipped those pages as well, hunting for the answers Zeus refused to deliver himself but through this book. On the third chapter, the mention of soulmates caught my attention. Celebrated among the werewolf kind, soulmates are those rare individuals whose spirits are inextricably linked. They share an unbreakable bond that transcends time and distance, marked by profound emotions, telepathic connections, and a shared destiny.

“That fusion can evolve into something rare. A Voyant.” “Good memory, Luke,” Theo whispers. “A Voyant doesn’t just see connection. They don’t just feel emotions. They see emotions. They see connections beyond bonds. They see auras. The imprint of energy left behind. And sometimes…” she hesitates, her fingers tightening on the edge of the book. “They can communicate with souls that remain tethered to this world. Spirits that haven’t crossed over. Ones still waiting to be reborn.”

Zephyr asks. "Our daughter is going to end the world in three days," I say. Voice hollow. "And there's nothing we can do to stop her." We stand there. Processing. Trying to understand. Then Erebus speaks. "Actually. There might be one thing." We all turn to him. "The fourfold bond. No. The fivefold bond." He looks at each of us. "And now potentially sixfold if we include Chaos. We're connected. All of us. To Luna. To Chaos. To each other."

Merilyn nodded, eyes filled with a haunted sadness. "And do you know the most tragic part?" Her voice was raw now. "Our souls are...everything. The very essence of our being. They ground us, keep our beasts in check, maintain our sanity, and so much more. A bond is an intertwining of souls. without a soul, one has no hope of ever finding a bondmate. No hope of ever knowing that connection. One would never recognize their Soulbond even if she miraculously appeared, and worst of all…” Merilyn stopped, fresh tears trailing down her chin. “Without a soul, one will go feral eventually. There is no stopping it. It is only a matter of time."

But whatever his intention might’ve been, he succeeded in not only giving us the werewolf healing abilities that healed the cut in our palms instantly, but he created a mutual essence between us. It made me wonder what would happen if one of us died. … ====°====… “So, you’re trying to tell me that whatever happens to one of you would happen to three of you?” Tiffany asked as she paced the room. “I’m yet to understand it,” I said. “But I think the connection is because we have Ashley’s blood in our veins. You saw his injury heal as quickly as mine did.” “Ashley must also feel whatever pain we feel,” Peter said. “So we have to find her and stick together. We already know that she’s in Westview

Due to my ability to recognize the connection between these pairs, I was the only one to know what this meant, the only one to see the Soulmate Covenant at work after it fell dormant in the late 1600s. The first ability is that those who are connected have been seen to be nearly inseparable. This connection is more than just newfound love. These companions are opposites in every way. One may be quick to anger; the other may be a calm in a sea of adversity. One may be strategic; the other may be impulsive. One may be King; the other may be the servant. These connections are pervasive from every soulmated pair found to date. They are opposites, but each brings something valuable to the table.