Ello Mate Novels & Stories

I sat next to him and ordered my breakfast. As soon as my coffee arrived, I started savoring it, “Mmm… Mana from Heaven.” King Mateo laughed, “I have never seen anyone enjoy their coffee as much as you do. I’m surprised you don’t drink it all day.” I started laughing, “Trust me; you don’t want me drinking more than two cups in the morning. I’m not very pleasant to be around when I have had too much caffeine.” King Mateo replied, “I can’t imagine you being anything but sweet.”

Lesley’s POV I actually wanted to laugh. He looked into my eyes, stared at my boobs – eyes widened! Tried to look me in the eyes again but failed and took another long glare at my boobs! Eyes growing even bigger! “You do realize that the mate bond is created by looking into your mate’s eyes, not her boobs, right?” I grinned, trying not to laugh out loud. Oh yeah! I had huge boobs! My nickname among the humans I knew in town, was ‘Big D’. Guess what that stands for…

I shrugged avoiding his gaze knowing that I probably looked like a tomato. "Matteo you should expect a brother or a sister soon"Leornado replied. "Really I've always wanted a sibling to play with"Matteo replied happily. Thank the heavens that the lady brought our treats because I wouldn't be able to stay in such an awkward situation. We thanked her and we all started eating and drinking. After Matteo took his first sip of ginger tea I asked him how it tasted. "It tastes amazing it doesn't burn as much" he replied smiling.

Adam added “And the watermelon martini, and the Dirty Martini that’s really good too” “I’m beginning to think the only reason you guys keep me around is because you want free drinks” “You know what, you caught us” Elise nodded soberly. “Let's start with the chocolate though” Adam added “Then the watermelon next” “I dont have any watermelon back here” Chen replied. “I’ll call Naomi,” Adam said, bringing out his phone to do just that and so the back and forth continued.

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—"

I can feel through our mate-link the regret, disappointment, and pain he is feeling seeing his warriors down. "Are you okay, my love?" I asked through our mate link. It was stupid for me to ask, but I couldn't help and ask him, to hear his voice and try to have a conversation. "Are you?" Erik returned my question by questioning me. My eyes grew big at the sudden question, and I looked forward, continuing walking while glancing at the ground.

he smirked, glancing at his pile of empty packets next to Mateo’s giant stack of donuts. Mateo waved his hand dismissively. “I don’t need your judgment,” he said. “Just eat your egg things.” “Egg bites,” Kadeem corrected. “And they’re not half bad,” he said, winking. Mateo clicked his tongue. “Whoever heard of ordering healthy crap like that in a donut store, for God’s sake?” He narrowed his eyes in mock abomination. “You disgust me.” Kadeem laughed, and took another fork-full. “To each his own, I guess. Bon appetite.” He lifted an egg bite in a “toast.”

"Sorry, I zoned out. I will have whatever he is taking." "Sure thing, give me a moment."The waitress said, giving me the same smile she gave Satake before turning and walking away, leaving the two of us alone again. "I ordered matcha. Something tells me you are a sweet tooth kind of guy. Are you sure you can handle green and slightly bitter?" I felt like he was alluding to something. The devious smile he had on his face as he waited for my reply echoed it in volumes. "I'm a warlock Satake. Even a love potion tastes like shit. So trust me, matcha has got nothing on me."

The sight of him knocks the air right out of me. I stare. Frozen. His mouth moves, and his voice echoes through the room. “I am officially putting the Mate Games on hold,” he says. “Effective immediately.” There’s a ripple of gasps and confusion in the bar. Some girl near the front makes a sharp noise, half-disbelief, half-anger. But I barely hear her. I’m too busy watching him.

“Are you a lawman?” Mateo paused as laughter fell from his chapped lips, the lemon candy in the container that sat upon a pedestal in front of him long forgotten as he turned and looked towards Dodge then the girl. “You think he’s a man of the law? Joder (fuck)!” Dodge wasn’t too sure what the last word ‘joder’ meant, but by Mateo’s laughter and brighten dark eyes, he knew Mateo thought the idea of being a law man was more than humours to him. Sending a playful glare to Mateo, Dodge faced the girl.