Extreme Mature Novels & Stories

"Grandpa, it really doesn't matter. Please don't feel sorry. Actually..." She hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to confess, "Actually, Mortimer and I are only mates in name." She needed to tell Edwin the truth. She knew the old Alpha treated her incredibly well, shielding her with the unconditional tolerance of a true elder. Since she had already made up her mind to sever the mate contract with Mortimer, she needed to let the old man mentally prepare himself. "Mates in name?" Edwin looked absolutely stunned. "What does that mean? You two were witnessed by the Moon Goddess..."

A man is fucking a woman who’s laid out like a goddamn goddess on this throne-like chair. Her eyes are rolled back, mouth open and moaning, her hands gripping the arms of the chair she’s holding on for dear life or about to rocket into space. Raw, unfiltered, goddamn intense—it hits low and deep, and I don’t know whether to gasp or just burn. Because this? This is hot. Way too hot.

It was everything I'd ever dreamed of in a proposal, perfect in every way, except it wasn't meant for me. A reporter stuck a mic in Joe's face, and he answered with composed ease, "Yeah, Nora and I've only known each other two months, but I'm certain that she's my fated mate. We're having the mate-bonding ceremony in a week!" His voice was just as steady and sure as it was when he told me he loved me at 18. It felt like someone stabbed me clean through the heart with a silver dagger. I couldn't stop the tears streaming down my face.

"The woman meant just for me. You are a perfect piece, and I don't regret loving you." I held her close by the waist and kissed her with all the emotions surging from my insides. - Xavier - "It is time," mother said, pacing around with a hard look on her face. "Enough is enough. We have tried everything we can to bring Franklin and Giselle down, but to no avail. In that case, we will have to go the only way left." I looked at her. "What way is that?" I wanted to know. "Prepare yourself," she said instead. "I am going to take you to a place. Somewhere very ancient and powerful. At all costs, we must fulfil our plans even if it means having to do this."

“They might not have turned yet.” “True, but that means my woman is going to be so damn young.” He groaned. “I’ll feel like a freaking pervert.” She chuckled. “Is that your problem? Feeling like a pervert?” “Wouldn’t you?” She thought about it. “I guess so. I hadn’t really thought about it.” “If my mate isn’t of age yet, that could mean yours isn’t either.” Maya rolled her eyes. “We do not need to have this conversation about mates right now, do we?”

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 asked her again "Do you know what is happening, he received his mother's letter after so many years and she said there any more many things that she wants to share with him." I continued "She met a witch when Sioux our mate was born and she said he will be in danger till he turned 30 and he will meet his mate at 30 of the age, but it depends on him whether he chooses me or not." Lesa replied, "I know, we have to wait for his decision and we will be loyal to him." Lesa continued "Allie you need to take a rest you are very exhausted." I replied to her "I will take a rest now." I was so exhausted from all the work that the big guy, tried to harass me and from so much crying that I fall asleep

she laughs, jumping down off my mattress, which was sideways. "You know there are nicer ways to wake people up" I say, getting up off the floor rubbing my arm, I look down to see it was red, fantastic! it's gonna bruise a day before my birthday! I turn 16 tomorrow, everyone is so happy for me but I don't really know how to feel. For those of you who don't know, when a werewolf turns 16 they shift for the first time, which means they're able to find their mate.

“Potato-potahto,same thing. it would kill both our parents if they found out, And what are you, like 10 years older than me? It's wrong” “I think 15, sorry but I stole a glance at your college info, you're just 20,and maybe we should be worrying about your mum, but not my dad” he grinned “How can anything excite you right now, and what's that supposed to mean?” I let out in frustration

I know that in the beginning, you will like it's a shitty story, but please trust me it gets more exciting and better throughout. ________________________________________________________________________ Hello, my name is Fleurie, I am eighteen years old, and I live an awful life. Life was good for me until that storm came, the storm that smashed up my life. It was difficult to watch my mother slowly fade away as she battled breast cancer, I watched her struggle with the disease, and it was hard to believe she wasn't going to make it. It was only a matter of time before that monster won.