1 Mate Novels & Stories

If only he knew what was coming his way. His eyes met mine. Those pair of green eyes were the same that stared back at me the first time I found out who my mate was going to be. Thinking about that day brought back memories of what had transpired. And hell, I really do not want to think about it. Accepting a mate is first sealed with a kiss. A tingling sensation, or should I call it sparks, would be felt before and during the process. And trust me, both individuals would feel it.

Not a wall. “Mate.”

I stared at him, an unexplainable sadness stirring within me. "Then, would you be willing to become my fated mate?" I asked. He froze, surprised by my sudden question. He fell silent. I knew then that he was hesitating, struggling. He only desired to keep me as a toy, but he wasn’t willing to pay the ultimate price. "What? Not willing?" I laughed, "Your ‘love’ is worthless after all." "James, stop insulting me with your hypocrisy." I said coldly, turning to leave. "Emily!" He called out urgently, "Don’t be so unreasonable! I’ve humbled myself; what more do you want?"

"Yeah, buddy. You’ll be seeing more of me." Then I saw the slight panic across his mother's face and chuckled. Married or not, she was my mate. Mates were meant to be together; nothing—especially not her evil husband would change that. Left alone with her, the silence thickened. She sat rigidly, biting her lip like a nervous energy cracker. My gaze drank her in, every inch of her body, every curve that once belonged to me. Desire surged through my veins, and the mate bond pulled us into a silent battle of wills. Our eyes locked, neither one of us willing to back down.

she said, her tone transforming into that of a childlike, laced with emotional blackmail. Her drastic change in tone made me chuckle again. It wasn't the first time; she wouldn't stop talking about it. After my chuckle had boiled down, I answered calmly, "I have a mate already, and you know that." My words were wrapped with chuckles. She shook her head fervently at my words, "No, no." Her voice came almost immediately, "You don't have a mate. You can't call Lena your mate. That lady is ruthless, heartless, and vile," she said with a firm voice, her voice wrapped with determination.

“Why all these questions?” He picks up my hand and looks me in the eye before answering. “As my mate, I need you to be open to what I need to tell you. Please do not freak out and know I love you with every beat of my heart. You are my very life force.” “Mate? What does that mean?” “Where I come from a mate is like a wife or a husband. And we mate for life with one mate, and we never stray. We can’t it is not in our DNA to do so.”

“What is this?” “I just marked you as my mate.”

"No, Greta... A mate never takes, unless it is given..." "What's a mate?" She gasps as I continue to slide my hand over her skin. "A mate is the other half of us!" I kiss her neck, "A mate gives us unconditional love..." I kiss closer to my mark, "A mate can give you unbelievable pleasure..." I kiss and suck on my mark, making her back arch, and she lets out a low growl with the wave of pleasure I just sent through her. She starts to struggle a little in my arms as she whimpers, "No, no, no, no... A male doesn't give pleasure he takes it..."

How do I explain this to him? He blinked, wondering what new context he was about to get. ^^Do you know who a mate is? A mate is a partner you have bonded with and sworn your whole life too. It's the person you share a bond that must never be broken with.** His head tilted, pretty sure that wasn't the context Aaron had given him. "I don't... are you sure?" His question made Kyle raise a brow before he let out a silent chuckle. ^^Yes, I'm sure.^^

He’ll love me for who I am, no matter what because that is what a mate does. Your mate is your partner in all things. They are your confidant, your companion, your strength, your light in the dark, your love, your lover, your friend, and your cheerleader. They are your other half in all ways. Where you are weak they are strong. They are you home when you’re lost. They are you calm in your storm. They are your everything.