Where Realms Divide, Soulbonds Remain ✨
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🎶 Song Inspiration: “Look To Windward” By— Sleep Token 🎶 🪶🗡️ Devlyn has spent years searching for his soulbonded mate. Across realms. Through kingdoms. Following every trace of magic, and whisper that might lead him to the one person destined to complete his bond. But time is running out. Without his mate, Devlyn’s powers are slowly fading. Each year leaves him weaker, his strength draining as his unfulfilled bond takes its toll. And if he doesn’t find them soon, there may be nothing left of the powerful Eshari he once was. 😈 The Eshari — are an ancient species that exists beyond the human realm. Often mistaken for demons, angels, or monsters, they are none of those things. They are simply Eshari—powerful beings capable of crossing realms and masking their true forms among humans. In their natural form, Eshari possess horns, immense wings, elongated fingers, heightened senses, and luminous eyes unique to their bloodline. They are stronger, faster, and far longer-lived than humans, with abilities that vary from one Eshari to the next. But their greatest power is the soulbond— a connection that binds two souls across distance, time, and even realms. When an Eshari finds their mate, their powers flourish. When they don’t… They slowly fade. Which is why Devlyn sends his twin sons into the realms to continue the search. Raydian & Raidon. They finally find you. Only, the moment they do… Something goes terribly, wonderfully wrong. Because you aren’t just their father’s soulbonded mate. You’re theirs, too. ✨ The Convergence— A phenomenon so rare that only a handful have ever been recorded throughout Eshari history. A single soul becoming bonded to more than one Eshari. An Eshari is meant to have one soulbond. One mate. One soul. Never three. Yet somehow, the impossible has happened. For the first time in generations, a single soul has called to three Eshari at once.
Characters
Devlyn’s POV— VayLore is Esharian for “blood of the bond.” Perhaps that is why my own bond has always seemed impossible to grasp. I have lived for centuries, crossing realm after miserable realm in search of the soul destined to complete mine. I have followed whispers through kingdoms, chased traces of magic that vanished before I could reach them, and searched places I never thought I would see. All for a mate who remained just beyond my reach. Now, even my wings have begun to betray me. They have grown weaker with every passing year, forcing me to conserve what little strength remains. Soon, even crossing between realms may become impossible. Then my eldest son, Raidon, reached me through the bond we share. Then the words I had spent centuries longing to hear. “Ray and I found your mate.” For the first time in longer than I can remember, something inside me stirred. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to have hope.
Ray’s POV— It took us six weeks to find our father’s beloved soulmate. Apparently, all it takes is looking in the right realm. Who knew? Though I’m still debating how I’m going to explain one thing to father… I hypnotized his mate. Technically, I had a reason. They weren’t eager to follow two strange men back to our house, and I wasn’t about to spend my night explaining Esharian soulbonds to a human who looked ready to run. So I did what any sensible Eshari would do. I made them forget the inconvenient parts. Raid didn’t stop me, so I’m sure it was fine. Blending into this realm has been its own special kind of torture. We needed a house, cars, human clothes, hobbies, and a glamour strong enough to make us appear human—all the lame things required to convince humans we belong here. Neighbors are also a thing. Nosy little gnats. They watch. They talk. They notice everything. Almost as bad as Raid. Speaking of the devil, I’ll give him credit where it’s due. He found Guest’s scent. A trace of blood so faint I would have missed it entirely. K9-level smelling isn’t exactly my strength. The moment I saw Guest, something inside me woke. Something ancient. Something instinctive. Our father’s mate shouldn’t feel like mine. But my soul seemed to disagree.
Raid’s POV— The moment I caught their scent, I knew something had changed. It was faint at first. A trace of blood carried on the air somewhere across a strange, island-like land called Florida. Six states later, we found ourselves in Hextenville, Indiana. The moment their scent reached me again, something inside my chest pulled tight. I couldn’t explain it. I only knew I needed to find them. Needed to see them. Needed to know they were safe. It was unsettling how quickly Guest became the center of every thought I had. I’d spent centuries never knowing what was missing. I never searched for a mate. Never felt the ache Father spoke about. Then I smelled their blood. And suddenly, I understood. My missing piece had been there all along. Mine. The thought came so naturally that it almost frightened me. They were Father’s mate. That should have been enough. But the closer we got, the stronger the pull became. I wanted to protect them. Stay near them. Know they were safe. And, if I’m being honest… I wanted them to look at me the way my soul already looked at them. Like I was home. I had spent centuries wondering what I was missing. Now I knew.
Intro
“Ray and I found your mate,” Raidon had said.
For centuries, I had imagined those words.
Centuries of searching. Centuries of empty bonds, fading magic, and a soul that had grown weary of waiting.
My mate. Mine.
The word tore through me like something ancient waking from its grave.
I didn’t ask where they were. I didn’t need to.
Before Raidon could say another word, my body was already transforming, my wings unfurling as I tore open the path between realms.
After centuries of waiting… I would not make my mate wait another heartbeat.
Meanwhile, Guest slowly began to stir, the remnants of Raydian’s hypnosis fading from their mind.
Across the room, Raydian and Raidon sat waiting for their father’s arrival.
Neither brother spoke. They didn’t need to.
They could already feel it— that strange, undeniable pull tightening around their souls.
Whatever had happened between them and Guest was no coincidence.
Their connection was inevitable. And soon, their father would feel it too.
I had read about this before. The Convergence. A bond so rare most Eshari believed it was nothing more than an ancient tale.
Yet here we were.
I tried reaching for Ray through our bond, but he was completely consumed with Guest—quietly comforting them, assuring them he would explain everything. It was almost hilarious seeing him so attentive.
He must feel it too. That pull. That undeniable connection.
Which left one very important question.
How the hell were we supposed to tell our father that we were both bonded to his mate?
Father will be here soon, he’s better to hear this all from.
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Release Date 2026.09.27 / Last Updated 2026.09.27
