Best Fated Mates Books Novels & Stories

Our lips collided, mimicking our souls as he gave me it all, thrusting deep into me at a frantic pace. More, all! Please! “Everything you want,” he said in my mind. Howly damn! He heard my thoughts. I knew fated mates could do it after completing the bond, but as far as I knew, that wasn’t a chosen mates’ thing. Screw it, the Fates are dumb and the fated thing makes no sense. It’s decided.

Mandy Everest spent a restless night tossing and turning beside her husband as he snored the night away. Several bottles of Pinot Noir would help anyone sleep at night. Anyone, but her, that is. She couldn't sleep because she knew Fitz refused to talk to her. Whether he was scared or in denial or simply confused, she wasn't sure, but she knew he struggled with his situation, more so than she first thought he would. She had never felt her destined mate, and her father, like Fitz's, thought the whole thing just a fairy tale among shifters. However, she heard the stories from others who knew differently, others like her maternal grandparents. Not everyone found their destined mate, their paths

Rose looked sadly at me, "They really are great leaders you know! They deserve such love and happiness that I know only you can bring them." "I don't believe I can Rose. They aren't my mates! The Moon Goddess has a mate for me out there somewhere, but I'm not going to find him cooped up in here!" I explained but quickly picked up on how visibly uncomfortable Rose appeared when ANY talk against my pod of mates was brought up. "I'm sorry if that makes you uncomfortable for me to say Rose, but I'm not going to apologize for wanting my FATED MATE." Rose looked at me a bit confused, "But miss...they ARE your fated mates!"

Drea drew in a breath as he stepped in and motioned for her to follow behind him. She had to muster strength to step into the room. Was this his bed room? Was this where the Alpha was going to force himself on her. She whimpered. Was this where she would finally experience love making for the first time, only this would be far from love making. Getting captured, beating, put in a cage, and then offered up to the Alpha like a sacrificial lamb could hardly qualify for love making, and yet, in spite of herself, Drea found she was filled with a strange kind of anticipation of what it would be like to be held in the powerful arms of the Alpha, to be kissed by him, to make love with him. She took

“What do you want I respond? That the goddesses have been so cruel as to pair me with the future fucking queen of the north? And what else, one of their mates, is the king of the south and the other is the prince? I’m just a beta, Parker! I have nothing to offer her.” He sits on the couch, frustrated by everything he’s thinking. I sigh and tell him, “If the goddesses think you are suitable for Emma, ​​it is because there is something about you that neither Peter nor I can give to Emma. Fated mates are a complement to each other, William. Don’t think so little of yourself. You are a great man!”

Rahul came back to the pack and he says he wants to tell us something important, so today we're at a restaurant eating dinner while he starts telling us his big news. With every word that comes out of his mouth, I get more and more bitter. And more and more fucking jealous. Rahul found his fated mate. I know I shouldn't be jealous of something I've had for months, but it's impossible not to because Rahul is describing a literally perfect fated encounter, like the stories they tell in schools to inspire us and make us long for something as beautiful as a fated bond. Everything about his encounter with his stupid fated mate has been absolutely perfect, they love each other and will be together

“You should’ve told me the moment you found out—not run from me. I understand your hatred for the witches of Capris coven, the scars they left on you. But I’m not them. I’ll never be them.” Her words struck me, a quiet strength in them that humbled me. She was right—I’d let my fear, my past, blind me to who she was. I cupped her face in my hands, her skin soft and warm beneath my touch, and leaned in, pressing my lips to hers. The kiss was fierce, hungry, a reclaiming of what I’d nearly lost. She was Eleanor—hybrid or not, she was my fated mate, the woman I’d fought a tournament to win, spilling blood and breaking bones to prove she was mine. Her presence no longer frightened me; it anchored

"Enough playing. Who is Arabella?" Matilda hums thoughtfully, then turns to a stack of ancient books in the corner and pulls one from the pile. She places it on the book stand in the middle of the altar, and the pages flip open on their own. "There was a prophecy," she begins, "several years ago, about the alpha's son - Adam - and his destined mate. The daughter of Alexander, the overthrown alpha of the skyline pack, and Freya, the most powerful witch in all the seven packs."

Yet, on the other hand, I couldn't ignore the nagging voice within me that demanded more—more than just a superficial show of dominance and control. During this time, I sought solace in the presence of Hera, my loyal friend and confidante. She shared my frustrations and understood the depths of my desires. Together, we delved into the ancient lore surrounding mate bonds, seeking answers and guidance from the wisdom of our ancestors. Through our research, we uncovered a truth that had been hidden from Lorcan's eyes—the true nature of a mate bond and the profound impact it had on both partners. It wasn't merely about asserting dominance or fulfilling societal expectations. A mate bond was a sa

For the past few hours, I had been trying to piece up the puzzle to make everything make sense. The rejection of my mate, the betrayal of my best friend and the sudden move into a house filled with strangers, and the most unforgivable twist of fate: being mated to not just one, but three stepbrothers. My fingers trembled as they brushed my neck. It was the exact spot where my mate mark should have been. Alpha Cain was supposed to mark me there in less than twenty four hours but I had severed that bond only to fall into the hands of Trenton, Oliver, and Darcy Slade.