Unique Soulmate Tattoos Novels & Stories

Never Again 🌷 “People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

That was a gesture Marsha also used to have when she was really curious about something. “You are so much like your mother David.” I told him and he smiled. He always loved it when he was told that he was like his mother. “To answer your question, a mate is your other half. Your soulmate. She will complete you and when both of you are together you will be at your best.” I told him. I pinched his little nose and said. “When you find your mate, you must treat her with care and respect. A soulmate is a gift to be cherished. She will be your equal. And since you will be alpha, your mate will be Luna of the pack.”

Delicate stars twinkled beside the moons, and the mark shimmered with an ethereal light, as if infused with magic. I was entranced by its beauty, my fingers tracing the curves of the mark with reverence, sending shivers down Raziel's spine. The uniqueness of our bond was encapsulated in this exquisite design, a symbol that belonged solely to us. No other Wolf would ever bear this identical mark, making it a truly exclusive and precious token of our love. This was ours, and ours alone.

Alec smirks at him and Avery turns to answer my question with her own smile plastered on. “We are given soulmates by the goddess Selene, she created us to be protectors. It’s a dangerous job so she allows us unconditional love with a person that is perfect for you in every way. To us the mate bond is sacred, we all have a mate somewhere, we will wait for them our entire lives.” ‘Created’, thank god I hadn’t ask yet. I was so sure the lot of them were bitten and then changed at the full moon. Alec did go from human to wolf easy enough, I suppose and there is no full moon tonight.

My ears rang. I stood there, paralyzed. A soulmate mark is the ultimate bond. Sharing it meant severing our tie, tearing my soul in half, and shoving it into another woman's body. For any bonded mate, it was the ultimate humiliation. Seeing me hesitate, Zale quickly stepped closer.

This can’t be about sharing a mate, can it? I’ll admit that sharing a fated mate isn’t the most natural thing in the world. My brothers and I knew that we would be sharing a mate because we are identical. That’s the way it works in our world. If you are born identical, you share a mate. The mate bond is the joining of two halves to create one soul. Identical siblings have pieces of the same soul. Those pieces, together, will make that half that will look for its matching half.

In the heat of the moment, I grab Genelia's arm and pull her away from the situation and as far as I can get. "S-Sam? What just happened?" She freaks. "I don't know." I flip through pages looking for an answer. I find a chapter called: Double Soulmates, I begin to read. Double soulmates are when the Moon Goddess sets a mate out for you but something interferes with her plan and she gives a do-over mate. In situations like these, the original mate will end up dying at the hand of the newly found mate. I stop there. Holy crap.

****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...

She asked, gazing at me in contempt. “She's not a stray, Selene. We have a bond." Kael replied. I was lost. I had no idea what that meant. Selene gasped and stepped back, “That's not possible." She suddenly grabbed my hands and pulled up my sleeves before I could react. Right there was a tattoo on my wrist, something I'd never seen before. “The half moon bond." She breathed. Kael showed his own tattoo, the same mark now on his wrist too. "I've found my mate.”

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.