When Two Mad Souls Meet Novels & Stories

I didn't know much about Alpha Darren who was now my mate, all I knew was that he killed a lot, and he enjoys it from what I heard. I never thought I'll get another mate, I also didn't think it'll be someone with such a dark soul. Mates end up having their souls connected after they mate, yet I wondered how my troubled and bruised soul will connect with his cold and dark soul. We were apart when it came to our personality or soul, yet we are mates. I still couldn't wrap my head around this mate idea. I sighed as I stared at the chandelier, marveling at his great taste in his design. His room was spectacular. I didn't know when it happened, but I fell asleep.

She briefly scanned the page and her eyes stopped on a subtitle: soulmates. SOULMATES SHARE A CONNECTION SO DEEP THAT NOT EVEN DEATH CAN BREAK IT. MATES ARE TWO PEOPLE DESTINED BY THE MOON GODDESS TO BE TOGETHER FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY. THEY ARE BEST SUITED TO EACH OTHER AND ARE BOUND TO FIND EACH OTHER IN LIFE. SPARKS AT CONTACT IS A SIGN OF MATES AND A MIND LINK STRONGER THAN THAT OF A PACK LINK IS COMMON BETWEEN AN ALPHA COUPLE. Indianna frowned and slammed the book shut. She was being ridiculous. ‘Greyson?’ She could feel him in her head and for once she hoped he would talk to her. ‘Am I being ridiculous?’

she hugged me and went off to help someone else. Once she’s far enough away I hold the clam to my ear hearing the words in my mind. “Twin flames is an intense connection; best described as one soul that has split into two bodies. The two souls often mirror each other, bringing the best and the worst of each other.” Is it possible Rod and I shared the same soul? That would explain why the potion didn’t work. You can’t separate from your own soul. I place the clam back on the shelf , I’ve had enough reading for one morning.

“When it happens just right, it so happens that the souls that forms in their bodies – not simply the bodies themselves – are perfectly aligned to each other, as well as with the universe.” At a snap from the woman, the motes disband themselves, dissolving into the chaos of their usual movement, but still filling the little grove with a steady golden glow. “It’s incredibly rare – perhaps once in a thousand years – but that is what you two are to each other,” she says quietly. “Two souls made for each other, lucky to have been born at the same moment on earth, lucky enough to find each other. Or,” she cocks her head the side, studying us, “perhaps inevitably drawn to each other. I imagine tha

My Uncle Kayler only comes on holidays, like Christmas or summer. -It would be great to live in a place like that," he sighs, looking at the lake and the trees around him. -And you haven't seen the moon when it reflects in the water. I imagined it and thought it was magical. -Things happen at the least expected moments," he says, "Do you believe in soul mates? In gourds? I frowned. -What's mate? -Twin souls," he replies. -I didn't know that. -They are people who are destined for your life and arrive at the least expected moment, or when you thought there wasn't one for you.

"But I’ve heard stories. Old ones. My grandmother told me. Others, whispered by the elder women around the fire. They all say the same thing." She pauses dramatically, and despite myself, I find my head leaning slightly in her direction. "They say mates are bound by the soul. That they’re two halves, finally recognizing each other. And when that happens, they can’t be separated. Not for long. It’s like tearing living fabric. Something rips. Something breaks." I swallow hard. "And what happens... if they try to live apart?" Alyssa watches me closely. "No one knows for sure. But they say there’s a price. That the pain grows. That it becomes a void, a hole. Some go mad. Others simply... waste a

It ducks, dives and races around the bowl as if searching for a long-lost friend; it comes to a stop twice, flaring before one soul only to go on to find another. “Oh,” Celeste gasps, leaning down to watch through amazed eyes that three souls. All are similar in size and shape, and all owning a band of two colours are dancing around each other in unison. I watch, amazed, as the souls start to reach out to each other, blending together in a mix of colours to make one large soul. “Twins,” Celeste murmurs whilst picking up the still-forming soul. “This is unusual. And for your first pairing,” she laughs.

Beaded sweat was along his forehead. “Excuse me. We’ll meet again.” I was stunned for a moment when Mr. Xalvador practically ran out the door taking that sweet manly scent with him. There was pure silence for about a minute until it was broken by Ryan. “Mates are the souls of two individuals combining… They are what you call soulmates. When two mates find each other there is no separating them…”

Stella POV The prison cell reeked of socks, hardened perspiration and defeat. If remorse emitted an aroma this spot had captured it flawlessly. Megan and I perched on the bench each of us battered, covered in dust and still a bit shaken from the street fight. Claudia and her two followers were, in the cell yelling loudly about how I supposedly unleashed some kind of supernatural power on them. If someone paid attention for a while they’d believe I had lifted them and thrown them through a structure.

A kitchen, huge TV lounge decorated with a wall TV screen that was attached to multiple gadgets of gaming consoles, music players, home theaters and much more. The bedrooms were decorated with glass walls, covered with thick curtains to prevent any eye watching the activities going on inside. It had a terrace too, facing two sides of the road with a corner. It was a home to the three of them. They were practically joined hip to hip, inseparable and insatiable. They were the HEART MIND and SOUL of each other, since childhood, throughout their high school, till now, excelled in their respective fields, yet madly in love with each other. Sounds crazy!