Broken By My Mate Novels & Stories

By the time I stepped outside the building, King and Giselle were already waiting near the front steps. "You look like you've been through a war," King said the moment he saw me. "I feel like it." I sighed. "Come on. I'll buy you coffee." He chuckled. "I'm broke." King raised an eyebrow. "Since when?" I hesitated for the briefest moment. Since this morning, when Ryan had thrown me out of his car before school and I'd been too embarrassed to admit I barely had enough money left to get through the week. Instead, I shrugged. "I... lost my money." The lie came easier than I wanted it to.

“What do you mean? Are you sure you know what you are doing? He probably wasn't my mate the first time and you blurted out nonsense.’’ I fired at her. “He rejected us Evelyn, the mate bond has been crushed.’’ she clarified and I breathed out in realization. My heart throbbed in pain as I thought of what my fate would turn out to be. “So who is my mate now?’’ I asked but Blair remained quiet. ‘’Blair!!’’ I screamed in my head and I think she snapped. “I don't know yet, I can't tell.’’ Her low voice came and I knew she's sad but I care less right now. Why am I so worthless? Why does everyone I came around always despise me? I have the worst fate ever. Everyone is always cruel to me and now eve

I shouted back at her, kicking the table in front of me so hard that it cracked and broke down. "I did it for your own good. Even if she is your fated mate, it must be a mistake. You surely have a true mate who is a vampire" she kept on talking, and I was going mad with rage, puffing and huffing as I dragged myself to the wine bar, picking a liquor with the highest alcohol percentage.

They burned orange-gold, wild and unreal. And just like that, the world kind of stopped. “Mate,” they breathed, voices tangled together, perfect and broken at the same time.

All her belongings were gone as if she had never existed. "No…" Out of nowhere, Kaden felt a pain shoot up from the depths of his soul. His wolf roared and thrashed in an attempt to break free from his body. It was clear evidence that the mate bond had been broken by force. "Argh!" Kaden howled in devastation, the sound waves shattering the bedroom windows. It dawned on him that Seraphina was not joking. She had left him, never to be found again. Falling on all fours, Kaden struggled to crawl to the dressing table. There, a black obsidian jewelry box remained. It was the gift Seraphina left for him a week ago.

‎My ribs ached as though they were grinding shards, fragments of something that used to be whole. ‎ ‎Lucien. ‎ When two people become mated, they seize to become separate entities and become one. When the mate bond is broken, it's said that you're half dead. ‎That blasted mate bond is causing this pain. It was now fractured, shattered, like a smashed mirror that was now reflecting back an odd sensation. I didn't think this decision through. It was made in a hurry and out of anger. I knew breaking our bond was going to hurt, I've seen it happen to people but I didn't know it hurt this much.

Somewhere deep, I broke and cried beside his bed. My mate rejected me for his own mate, but for now, we're okay in this broken, dimly lit clinic. We were okay for now. “You're going to fight. Do you hear me, Ronan? Stay with me.”

“You need to start getting used to me, girl…And get rid of that mate you talked about, because you can only have me. Besides he can't even protect you, and— I looked at the book shoved to my face, interrupting my dominance. “What?! What do you mean by “You didn't have a mate now? The mate bond has been broken?!”

He still fought to protect my mom just as much as he did his own mate and that's what made my dad finally calm down according to my mom. Still Bran was just as upset as I was when my parents died. I know a part of him still loves my mom and I always thought that was sweet. After all she was his first love. However when it came to his mate I knew he would do anything for her just as she would him. I smiled to myself thinking about that. That smile quickly disappeared though when I remembered my own predicament.

It craves something that I can’t give it, my mate's touch. Drying off, I pull on some sleep shorts up just enough to cover the goods but low enough to show off my V-shaped muscles. I don’t know why, because it’s not like I’m going to find my mate sleeping in my room. I climb into bed and lay down. I stare at the ceiling, waiting for sleep, when I feel a pain in my chest. Mate. Our mate is hurt. Dom screams in my head. What? Like dead? No. She’s in pain. Her heart is broken. Someone hurt our mate.