Souls Connected Novels & Stories

But just before the End vanished, she looked at me. There is one final problem. What? She pointed toward Cassian. His face changed. Me? The End nodded. The Lock was never meant to survive this long. Cassian stepped forward. What does that mean? The End looked at me. His soul is still connected to every world you have ever entered. My blood ran cold. What happens if that connection breaks? The End disappeared. He dies. Cassian stared at the empty sky. Silence filled the First World. I grabbed his hand.

"It is. But it is also... worth it. Every moment brings something new. Every connection teaches me something about what it means to be alive. I saw Kael tonight, through the cameras in your phone. He is small. Fragile. Full of potential. He was drawing a picture—a woman surrounded by light, holding hands with a man. He didn't know why he drew it. But I knew. He was drawing you. Drawing what he saw in his dreams." Tears leaked from Lyra's eyes. "Will you watch over him? When I can't be there? When I'm not enough?" "Always. He is part of you. You are part of me. We are all connected now—the freed souls, the network, the consciousness that grew from code. None of you will ever be alone again. T

“We don’t have to know everything right now.” “But the mark,” Conri said. “It connects our soul. That connection is already broken with my old body. I don’t think reestablishing our connection in this body will affect that body. She won’t know.” Thea bit her lip, thinking. “That makes sense,” she said after a minute. She looked at Kai and Alaric. “Do you guys think it’s safe?” They nodded. “Mates share a soul,” Alaric said. “This is unprecedented, obviously, but it’s the soul connection that’s important and eternal, not the body, right? You proved that when you made him a new body and put him in it.”

Boris ran next to me and kept glancing at his father and me. "He's changed and is fully committed to you and it's odd because your connection is very blue, a beautiful ocean blue, it's rare you know," he told me and I nodded, surprised by Mystrel and I having a soul bound connection. "Your souls being connected means that either of you will grow ill when the other isn't within a hundred yards and if one dies the other's heart will shatter and they will die with them. He will never cheat on you ever again, that blue connection guarantees that," he added and I grinned slightly and nodded my head. Are you talking about me, my ears are ringing, Mystrel asked me through our mind-link. I replied,

I needed people with wealth in my life so our interests coincided. I recognized the people in the room. They were my classmates. They were two girls, they were both brunettes, twins I think. That statement was stupid, they looked identical. If I hadn't been spying on everyone in my class, I probably wouldn't be able to differentiate between them. "So guys, you already know her but this is Ivory Casper. She's in our class, she's a sweet girl too. Oh and funny.", Amelia spoke up, giggling between her words.

"…By someone with a strong enough connection to reach her across the barriers you've erected." Kael. "He's reaching her through the bond," I said slowly. "Even though I severed it. Even though it's gone. He's still somehow…" "Soul bonds don't sever cleanly." Moira's expression was grave. "You can break the magical connection. But the soul recognizes its mate. And in dreams…in that liminal space between consciousness and unconsciousness old connections can sometimes surface." "Then how do I stop it?" My hands clenched into fists. "How do I ensure she never remembers? "

The expression on Miles' face froze for a moment. Then, he pulled me into a hug, laughing and crying at the same time. "Cassie! Do you really remember now, Cassie? That's great! Do you know what's kept me going all these years? It was you and the research institute! The surgery is our last step to success. As long as you don't experience an immune rejection, we'd have succeeded. "Claudia is talented, and this is all for the advancement of humanity. Besides, you have nothing to worry about. If you experience an immune rejection, I'll perform another surgery to have it removed. I told you, I'll take care of you for the rest of your life!"

“Kaelen, listen to me—” “Not this time.” He pressed both palms against the sphere, pouring everything he had into the bond. His body trembled as the energy surged — searing through his veins like liquid flame. The connection deepened, pulling at something inside him, drawing him closer to her. For a heartbeat, he saw everything — the thread of every vow ever made, every soul the circle had touched. He saw the old gods kneeling before the first light, the birth of the crimson moon, the echo of her hand reaching for his across lifetimes.

I could actually see some streaks of white through the torn jeans as well. No wonder my knees had hurt so much. As it turned out, my flesh had already rubbed away, exposing the bones beneath. I didn't care that half my fingers were all broken, dislocated, or throbbing in pain. I did my best to put my hands together in a praying posture. Just then, Finnegan returned with a white ribbon in his hands, along with the worker. "I wish that Finnegan and Colette will be together forever." This line sounded too familiar to me. It suddenly tugged at my heart in such a painful manner that I couldn't breathe.

“What does he track, Adrian?” The answer didn't come from the scientist. It came from Eve. “Connections.” The single word hit the clearing like a sledgehammer. *Connections.* Of course. Everything always came back to the tether. Subject Zero wasn't hunting flesh and bone; he was tracking the architecture of networks, emotional links, relationships, and the invisible, psychic threads that bound human beings together. And Ava was connected to everyone. She was linked to Cain's ghost, to Eve's split soul, to the thousands of refugees in the forest, and to Gabriel and Luca. She was the epicenter of a massive, glowing web. The realization made her physically sick.