Souls Connected Novels & Stories

Elise closed her eyes, and I felt, through our bond, her reaching—not simply toward the golden-dark-silver current settled beneath her own ribs, but outward, further than I'd ever felt her stretch before, toward every single thread of connection we'd built across this impossible journey. "The tree," she gasped. "Beneath our own palace. It's still holding the souls it's always protected, and it's connected to every person who joined that first circle. I can feel it, faint but present, even from this distance." "And the Eastern threshold," Solveig added, her own ancient awareness clearly straining toward the same distant connection. "Solveig—I mean, I can feel myself there too, the resonance o

I shifted, and she climbed on top of me. "Drystan," she said, "I feel you." When she touched me, she began to glow. The bond was forming as her lips met mine. Little glowing threads, bright and shimmering, connected us. In our world, this magic means our souls are linked for life, creating a connection no one can break. Only fated mates see the golden threads, a sign that our hearts, minds, and even our power are being woven together. The warmth inside me grew, deep and overwhelming.

Emily closed her eyes. “We don't fight it alone.” Kael squeezed her hand. “How do we fight it?” Emily opened her eyes. “We show it what it means to belong without owning.” The First Soul understood. “You want to connect everyone.” “Not merge them.” Emily looked toward the billions of stars. “Connect them.” The Original stared. “That could reach every universe.” “Yes.” “It could also reach the thing.” Emily nodded. “That's the point.” Kael looked at her. “You're going to let it feel everyone?”

Connected to something larger than myself. Every supernatural being on Earth felt it too. Werewolves and lycans and fae. Vampires and entities. Even humans with supernatural connections. Bonds of family. Friendship. Love. They all lit up like stars. Connected in a web that spread across the entire planet. And at the centre of that web were my parents. Their soul bond is expanding. Growing. Encompassing everyone. Mom's voice rang in my mind. In everyone's minds. "We are not letting you sacrifice yourselves. Not when we can do this together."

Just one of a million questions I desperately need answered. “You see, Oshmin is a God, and we Gods are from the cosmos. We do not have souls, we have essrams. Because I made you and your sisters from me, you too have essrams, same as raitruums. Essrams are a million times more powerful than souls. Animais can feel each other’s pain because their souls are connected, but when essrams are connected, the pain is truly shared in every way. You don’t just feel it, you live it. If one of you breaks a bone, both of your bones will break. If the bond is ever completed, you two will truly become one,” she explains.

Nate abruptly stopped reading, massaging his temples thinking that he was too mature to believe in such ridiculous tales; nevertheless he continued, hoping to find answers that could help shed some light on things he himself could not explain clearly. “It was said that all souls were set free to roam the earth on this holy night of the dead, returning to their eternal resting place at the crack of dawn, but a soul with a vengeance, a link or a chain bounding them to the land of the living may never find its way back into the gates of the afterlife…. Now what the hell does that mean? Are they saying a bunch of dead people usually wakes up on Peter Pak but if they have unfinished business they

he sighed deeply at my words, but not saying anything. “Have you ever heard of mirrored souls?” I asked a moment later, “It’s a connection between two people with a history like ours, that end up mirroring each other's energy and growth. A deep bond that ties two lives…to the extend that it feels like one can call for the other once in close range without even speaking.” I whispered intensely while holding his gaze in the glass.

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

He nodded slowly, then laid the tile down next to the others. I looked at it. My unease grew, because it looked like a bullfrog crossed with a man. Oddly enough, it looked like . . . The creature from the Black Lagoon. “The ‘Other’ is Chiao, the Water Demon. According to legend he capsized boats, devoured men, and ravished women. He was . . . different from the Sacred Four.” I cleared my suddenly dry and tight throat. “How?” Mr. Trung tipped his head. “The Four exact a price for attempting to reach the Gateway, but they are sacred, honorable, bearing your essence away to be judged accordingly. Chiao is an Abomination. It consumes your very essence, making you part of it for all eternity.”

The bond between Kael and Selene had become a tangled web, an invisible force that connected their hearts and minds, pulling them together while also threatening to tear them apart. Selene sat by the window, her eyes scanning the dark city outside, her mind still reeling from the night’s events. The palace was no more. The walls that had once stood as a symbol of the empire’s power and strength were crumbling, their destruction a harbinger of the chaos that was about to unfold. The bond with Kael was stronger than ever, and as she felt his emotions flood through her, she realized something—*they were bound together by more than just the Soul-Oath. They were linked by the very survival of the