Fake Mating To My Ex's Powerful Enemy Novels & Stories

Something popped up in my mind and I quickly turned to him, “Who is his mate?” His story still didn't make sense to me. How did his mate know that Jack was not my son? It still didn't make sense. “You don't want to talk?” I faked innocence after he didn't respond to my question. N-no! I-I…” “Talk!” I ran the plies across his face causing him to wince in pain while sweat was cascading down his forehead. His eyes were now out of his sockets because of the pain. “Y-your ex-chosen mate turned out to be his mate.” I felt like the strength I was holding on tightly, started crumbling on the ground.

My words were cut short as his palm came into contact with my cheeks; strands of hair fell across my flushed cheeks, and I could taste the tang of metallic blood on the side of my lips. He made a sadistic laugh. "Vulvan is my mate," he mimicked my words, "Awwwwn that's so sweet, 'laughs' what makes you think he gives a shit about you, He has been with different women and you do not stand a chance, he is probably going to fuck you and dump you afterwards." His words cut deep like a spare thrown at me, and a part of me believed him. I stood there, not knowing what to say when he spoke again. "Unless you want to be his whore forever, you might as well end it right away," he said, placing the po

“You've only leveled up for about a few hours and you're already narrowing your eyes at me? And here I was, dreaming of pranking the stuck up, douchebag supervisor one day and daring him to petition me if he has the guts.” I took a deep breath and swallowed my exasperation. This wasn't their fault. They don't know after all. They think that I'm in a happy marriage. Vera frowned, studying my face. “Are you alright? Is he asking you to go off work for your honeymoon?” “Yeah, because Kate is such a workaholic,” Mae sneered. Well, maybe I didn't mask my exasperation so well. I forced a smile. My best friend had always been there for me. I shouldn't be lashing out at her just because an asshole g

"But let us get one thing incredibly clear. If you ever attempt to embarrass me publicly, or if you actively try to break this engagement off, I will personally see to it that Alpha Magnus unplugs your beloved Grandma Alder's life support machines myself." I stood completely frozen in the middle of the beautiful, sunlit garden, my blood running entirely cold as I stared into her chilling, merciless eyes. I realized with absolute, horrifying clarity that my desperate attempts at physical and emotional intimidation would never, ever work, because I was hopelessly engaged to a complete, remorseless sociopath.

I was horrified because my situation had changed, and there was more at stake. And the timing couldn’t have been worse. Because now, more than ever, things were dangerous. More complicated. More fragile. Valora being in love with me meant there was no length she wouldn’t go to make sure she staked her nonexistent claim over me. She maimed a girl just because I found her interesting, muted another because I kissed her, I couldn’t bear to imagine what she would do if she found out I had finally found my mate, and much to her dismay, the girl she already hated.

My fiancé's ex showed up at our mating ceremony with a child in tow, interrupting everything. My fiancé chose to abandon me and mark his ex instead. But when he found out I bonded with my Alpha childhood friend, he completely lost it. I'm the chief healer of Silvermoon Pack, earning a hundred thousand dollars every month. My fiancé Marcus is just an ordinary warrior whose salary barely reaches a thousand. Not only do I cover most of our living expenses—the house, car, and daily costs—I also help support Marcus's retired parents. But thinking we were about to become mates, I didn't mind any of these sacrifices.

And I lost it. I could not lose her at any cost. So I made a plan to win her back. And faked my death. And Alec made my way easier by doing all that. I just had to find him a fake mate. I contacted a witch and she made a formula to create a fake matebond. And the rest of the story is history.

I reach out to take the last one but stop when I hear the click of a picture being taken. "Gotcha." the person says. I turn around slowly only to find Andree smirking at me. "Hey," I greeted him, hesitantly. "Hey, cookie." He waves, lifting himself onto the counter. "Don't call me that." I frown. "Only Zach can give me pet names." "Why? Is he your boyfriend or something?" I take a moment to decide what to tell him. Zach is my fake boyfriend but- "Something like that." I finally say.

He declared and I shook my head urgently again, then I proceeded to spill all that happened so he’d see that this wasn’t something as serious as he was assuming. He hummed after I finished, then he led me to a seat and wiped my cheek with his thumb again, shushing me as he briefly stroked my hair and I felt my heart flutter in my chest as I watched him crouch before me, his muscles bulging. “Here’s the thing, fuck your ex, and the other guys, okay? Including that best friend. She’s a fake person.” He bit out and I wholeheartedly agreed with the last part. “Your ex is foolish to not see the gem that you are. You’re very gorgeous, and your glasses are very adorable, which suits your entire per

I cried, “What if the mate bond is what got you in that situation to begin with? How am I supposed to trust the mate bond if I ever find my real mate?” Uncle Ace replied, “The Goddess knows the right time to give you a mate. Trust me, when you find him, you will not be able to stay away from him. Singarti will make sure you know that he is your mate. You won’t be able to deny it. How did Dune fake the mate bond? I mean, what did you feel?” I replied, “I just felt the sparks when he touched me. That’s all. Even Singarti was telling me she wasn’t sure if he was my mate.” Uncle Ace smiled, “Trust me, sweetie, a genuine mate bond won’t be able to be denied. Your wolf will go absolutely crazy whe