Arti Mate Novels & Stories

Mate, yes she is my Mate. I have a MATE!

Yet, here I am, pulling the dress over my head. "He's not pretending," I say, my voice muffled by the dress until my head pops through the neckline. "I know Jason. Better than anyone. What I saw in his eyes minutes ago . . . that wasn't pretense. He really, truly believes Irene is his mate. He does." The dress slides down my body, fitting perfectly around my wide hips. Susie steps in behind me, gathering the fabric of her own gown, and tugs up the zipper. She is practically gasping for breath by the time she clicks it into place at the top.

Aria announced and my blood boiled within me as I scanned my brain, wondering how best to end their lives. "Why? Why are you doing this?" Nora whispered as tears clouded her eyes and my heart broke for her. "Don't act all sob as though you actually loved me." Jasper rolled his eyes. "I did, you were my mate for heaven's sakes." Nora pointed out and Aria cleared her throat. "About that..." She began. "We were neither of your mates." She announced and I held my breath. "That's not possible," I interjected and she smiled at me. "But it is Silas. A little potion from a witch here and there and poof, you have yourself a mate." Aria explained and a son tore through Nora.

I bet this was all a source of entertainment to him, I thought bitterly. I bet he has a nice butt, Astrid gleefully said. 13 years, I reminded her, she piped down. The idea of living with him had anxiety filling my veins, I fidgeted with my fingers, my right leg bouncing. A warm firm hand gripped my leg. I gasped at the sparks and the tingles. With great effort, I pushed his hand away from my leg. “You can't fight the mate bond forever. Sooner or later, you'd have to give in to me.” His face was hidden from my view but I could tell just how much this whole situation amused him.

All I want to do is to give myself to him completely and forget about everything else. I want to accept him as my mate. I don't know if I am just being hasty but I feel that I can't stay away from him. I want to be with him at all times. Maybe he was right. The pull of mates is so strong and I can only resist it for so ling before I lose my mind

“Oh…okay. I have bread here, wanna share your blue vial with me?” He frantically nodded and ran up to clutch at my leg with his only free hand and I picked him up and laughed, looking around to locate our special hammock. Mateo had made it for me shortly after I gave birth, it was made of wood that he padded with a lot of foam, so it was both sturdy and soft, like having a suspended bed. It was nestled in between two trees in the small expanse of the woods we had behind Mateo’s home, so we went there and I tossed him in it, delighting in his shriek of laughter – he never grew out of that phase, and I hoped he never did – as I sat down myself. I brought out the newly baked bread and accepted

Lady Agatha growled at Sora, feeling annoyed with Sora all of a sudden. Suddenly, Sora started laughing as if there was a joke among everything serious that Lady Agatha informed them about. “Don't even think about it. I don't fucking care for anyone. Loid is my mate, my only mate. Find another way to seal them away because there is no way in hell I am ever betraying my mate.” growling at Agatha angrily, Sora stood up and walked away.

The nouns floating weightlessly in the space, sharp and heavy as a scalpel. Aurora’s brows furrowed. "Mate with my mate? I have no mate," she declared stiffly as she got to her feet. Her gaze was steady, yet her heart drummed in her chest. "You’re mistaken, witch. If you’re talking about Sage, he’s not my mate. He’s just—"

smirks Aidan. We talked, ate, drank, and joked around. It felt nice, normal. At one point a few of her friends joined us and the jokes wouldn’t stop flowing. I looked her way and realized that this is what I want my life to be, with Art by my side. No matter what happens, I will fight for her. I’m never giving up. ARTEMIS POV

"She is the last person I will want to spend my entire life with" "Does that mean you agree to her being beautiful?" Arden asked with a wink and I scoffed. "Does that change the fact that I will never accept her?" "As your mate?" he asked, smiling mischievously. I blinked. "Mate? Never! She can never be my mate" "Gilbert, calm down. I never said she is your mate. I am just joking" I frowned. "That joke is way too expensive to be accepted. You better..."