7 Mates Novels & Stories

"He's not shaming anyone! He's making his own choice, as is his right! He doesn't owe anyone anything, not even his mate! please don't break this alliance" "He does owe her something! He owes her love and devotion and happiness! He owes her a future and a family and a home! He owes her everything!" "He doesn't owe her anything if he doesn't feel the same way about her! He can't force himself to love someone he doesn't love!" "He does love her! He has to love her! They're mates, damn it! They're soulmates!" "Mates are not soulmates! Mates are just biological matches, nothing more! Soulmates are something else, something deeper, something rarer!"

Mom: “You are finally seriously getting rid of that fucker? I thought you broke up a few times before, but you always felt bad and took him back.” Me: “Yeah, but I found my Soulmates now.” Mom: “Did I hear that right? So you have more than one? How many? 2? 3?” Me (sighing): “Four mom, I have four mates and they are all right here looking at me in amusement, do you want to talk to them?” Mom(cackling): “Ooh! A Coven’s worth! Are they hot?” Me: “Mom…Oh, you’ll see, just come tonight! Goodbye, I have shit to do!”

"I'm Jodie. I cook, clean and say 'shit' a lot." "Ah, someone who speaks my language." She gestured at the dining table where croissants, toasted bread, bacon, scrambled eggs, baked beans, sausages, platters of cold meat, various fruits, and cereals were all laid out. "The wolf over there with the glasses and the beard who's the epitome of nerdy, that's my mate, Wyatt. The Chris Hemsworth lookalike is Lance, a fierce fighter and Dante's information man. The guy next to him with the spiky redhead

I had to have her. My parents were literally the only fated mates I knew. That’s how rare it was now. It was one of the biggest reasons Alexander was such a feared and successful boss. To have a fated mate made you infinitely stronger, and everyone knew you would literally stop at nothing to protect your family. If something happens to your mate, you can’t go on. Most go insane or just kill themselves so protecting them was above all else.

"And what are the average mates?" "We don't do that whole lovey-dovey thing. What we have is-is like a work relationship." Jeremy gives me a strange look. "You're kidding." "Look, don't go blaming him for it. It's me. Obviously I'm the one with the issues. David is a good man, and I'm sure a good Alpha." "But you, well, have running-off tendencies?" "Exactly. He just got dealt an unlucky hand with me." Jeremy asks, "You don't want to be his mate then?"

Cheyenne cracked a little smile at how much fun everyone was having. “And have everyone being accused of cheating? No way. But we could play a subtle game, right?” Aaron said. “With it being every man for themselves? What game would that be?” Havana asked. “No, it’s be mates against mates.” “That’s not fair, Taylor and I don’t have mates.” Cameron frowned. “Well then it’d be easier for you because you’re only looking out for you.” “Having a mate is a disadvantage, Aaron?” Havana asked, raising her eyebrow at her mate.

he says which makes me freeze, that's the first time he's said that since we found out we're mates, for some reason it sounds so different to how it used to. It made me start to think how far we've actually come as mates, I've been so focused on other things that I haven't actually thought about us. When I first found out I was mated to Ryan, I didn't know if I'd ever be able to fully accept it and I thought it would be weird, but I couldn't have been more wrong. I want to spend the rest of my life with him as his mate, which meant I had to do something. "Mark me," I say, which makes him quickly move to look at my face shocked.

I answered, grabbing my clutch and placing my phone inside. Everyone in the packhouse was preparing for dinner, getting themselves cleaned up and ready to eat along with the rest of the members who stayed in the house. Each time we passed a pack member they would bow their head in acknowledgment. Each time that happened I felt a surge of pride flow through the mate bond. Quade was proud to call me his mate as much as I was proud to call him mine.

My. My mate.

Joy’s POV “I am sorry, Alphas. I want to come clean. I met my mates and we kinda hit it off immediately. So, I couldn’t- …. ” “Mates ? You found your mates ? Plural ?” Kai asked astonished. “But you haven’t turned 18 yet !!” Jax pointed out. “Liar, liar, pants on fire,” he childishly sang out. “Yeah, plural, Kai and they are the Beta and Gamma of the Water Moon Pack. They knew so I knew,” Dante answered. “And I am not a liar, Jax. Ask Joy,” he added. Why involve me, turdhead ?