Was called, 1000 Shades of Mikaelson before.
One Soul split into Five halves.
A story full of Sex, Drama and Twists
This story will explore a lot of kinks. Have lots of smut and be very.... sexual.
Make sure to read the list of warnings when posted...
The word Soulmate is a pretty blah word, isn't it? Like it could mean so much. A soulmate could be your best friend or an animal you love. Of course, in my predicament, it was more of a destined to be together type of thing. I didn't know much about soulmates before. It was something unknown to my family and friends. A rare thing that not many got to enjoy.
There are quite a few stages for the bonding of a soulmate.
The first stage is a simple touch of the hand or face. Like you are accepting the person. Once you have touched your soulmate in a friendly matter, an urge starts to build. Like you want to complete the bond, but you are able to fight it with distance.
The second is when you kiss. I know- it's also a bit simple, but most take it extremely seriously. Usually, from waiting before doing this stage, it will be full of passion and desperation. And most of the time lead right into stage three.
Stage Three is sex. I know, vague. Any kind of intercourse is this stage. Like completing the urge. Giving in to the need and lust. This usually involves blood sharing, for Vampires and what they call love bites for Werewolves. Witches normally end up with other witches and end up doing some weird magic interlocking thing. I don't anymore on the Witches though, seeing as I am not a witch.
The final stage is admitting you love them. Not just throwing a love ya or ILY to them. Actually making it like an announcement. It's usually something that follows the heated passion of Stage three. But not always.
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Elijah and I pulled up to where my car was on the side of the road. It was actually quite a bit of ways from the town line. Elijah pulled off to the side and eyeballed the car. His eyebrows raised before looking at me. I shrugged at him with a smile.
"My dad and I were huge fans of the Back To the Future movies.." I told him, looking over at the silvery DeLorean that I had built with my dad. I pushed open my door, getting out of the car as Elijah flashed over to me. A look of frustration on his face. "Did I do something?" I questioned, concerned that I had done something to his car or something.
"A gentleman opens doors for his lady." He told me. I raised my eyebrow at him as he walked towards me. My back was already against his car.
"Oh- well, I am capable on opening my own doors." I informed him. I didn't know if he understood the times now. Women were more into doing things theirselves. Elijah narrowed his eyes at me, shaking his head.
"I will get your door from now on." He told me with authority in his voice. I nodded slowly.
"Yes sir." I mumbled out, a bit of humor underlining my tone. I looked away from him only for his fingers to grab my chin, gently. Bringing my eyes back to his as he stood in front of me, caging me slightly between his body and his car. His eyes- I swear they used to be a light brown, were now a dark brown- nearly black. I swallowed hard as I tried to remember to breath.
