Bought By My Mate Novels & Stories

He's not like me. That sounds amazing." I mumbled my heart literally shattering as I said this."Yeah, what about you?" He asked grabbing a couple shirts and putting them in my box.Without thinking straight I blurted, "oh no... I don't have a mate." I dropped the box as I realized what I had just inferred."Of course you do." Isaac laughed bending over to pick the box up.

“What about… the time at the bar? We protected you. That guy was going to take you from us.” I blinked. “You bought me for a lot of money….” “Lucy,” Matt groaned. “You’re our mate. That doesn’t matter.” I blinked at him. “Okay.” His eyes twitched again. He looked more frustrated by the second. He stuffed some more ice cream in his mouth. When he was done, he threw the empty cups in the trash and pulled me away from the area. I could feel how frustrated he was with the way this was all going. Soon, we reached a store with a bunch of jewelry on display, and he pulled me inside.

Not many people knew Kennis was my mate, but whispers had begun to circulate. "Yes, I have a child and a mate, Matt. That mate will rip you apart because I’m 100% sure he’s tracking me as we speak," Matt blanched, lost in thought. He truly realized how much he had messed up. "Let me go, please," my voice softened. He stood and began to pace the small space, running a hand through his hair.

She squealed in glee, letting everyone inside the hall know that this kid was both her brother and my mate. How fucked up could life get? "Mate?" He echoed, finally recovering from the shock of finding his first ever mate. Silvia disengaged the hug and stared at both of us, with pure wide eyed shock, still processing what was occuring. "You...you two are mates?" She fumbled, pointing at her brother then at me. I was just about to open my mouth and deny everything, when my father and Silvia's parents rushed into the scene, at the sound of the M word.

I was probing for answers. The man looked between us and his eyes squinted in suspicion. “What the hell do you want?” “Look we’re not cops or anything, we’re just looking for Maya and Darren,” Daniel said, exasperated. “Who the fuck are Maya and Darren?” “The people you run this place for? Maybe they went by pseudonyms or something.” Daniel explained. “Look here, mister.” The man was visibly offended. “I scouted for this contraption myself, I bought it from some landowners myself and I’m using it for a reputable job. So if you ain’t looking for a job, I suggest you leave. Right now.”

I didn’t talk to anyone when I got home. I just went straight to my room and cried until the next morning, and when I woke up, I started another round of crying. My pillow was soaked, and my nose kept running. I felt like I was slowly fading away, like I was no longer myself but just a shadow of who I used to be. My phone notification broke the silence, and I struggled to pick it up. Seeing Christopher's post on social media made me sniffle with curiosity. The caption says, "Clara Morgan, the true mate".

Nero asks slightly annoyed, rolling his eyes. “I never had the chance to thank you for winning that tournament. She is amazing, kind and so beautiful. You know I think we are starting to bond a bit maybe she is my Mate after all.” Ezra sounds so happy that all Nero can do is turn around bite his lip as his blood starts to boil. He forms a fist ready to punch as he listens to his friend talk about his mate. “Anyway, enough about me, where did you go? And why did you go so out of a sudden?” Ezra tries to return the favour and listen to his friend in the same way he always listens to him but it almost falls on deaf ears.

The note read: 'Good morning sweet cheeks... Sorry, I'm leaving so early. I have an important meeting to get to but trust me, we will see each other very soon. I'm sorry about last night. I'd like a do-over. Until then, S. Wilde P.S. You're my mate.' My brain kept repeating those last words that were mentioned out of nowhere. P.S. You're my mate. They echoed in my head, dulling everything out. There was a throbbing pain that set in; it felt like someone took a metal baseball bat and began rapidly bashing my head in, leaving me no recovery period in between blows.

“How can my mate… my mate… be my enemy? No, no, this can’t be happening. The Moon God wouldn’t do this to me!” Tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision. She turned and ran to her room, collapsing onto her bed, burying her face in the soft covers as sobs wracked her body. “I searched for my mate… my whole life, I searched,” she choked out between cries. “And now he’s here, standing before me… but I can’t accept him. I can’t, because he’s my enemy. He came here to kill, not to claim me.”

"Liam is my mate" "Are you sure about this?" Rosa asked that was the only question that jumped right into her head. She doesn't want Cameron to get her hopes up again only for her to be hurt and broken by the same man. "Yes Rosa I found out about it during the wedding, I felt the mate bond and he felt it as well"