Fated Love Novels & Stories

As night settled over the Alpha house, Rhett retreated to his office, but I felt him through the bond, his jealousy, his restraint, the push and pull of instincts he couldn’t smother. And Jace… Jace was quiet, but his emotions bled through too, satisfaction tangled with guilt, longing edged with fear. I curled onto the sofa, pulling my knees to my chest, staring at the fire until it blurred. We’d strengthened the bond, yes. But we’d also set something in motion we couldn’t stop. The triad was inevitable now. Our emotions tangled with the fated bond sealed it without even marking each other.

Vikram's Pov Love is a feeling that can be felt when we really love someone, it is a feeling that not allow us to move forward and stick with the person who makes our world filled with their images. When I read this passage I smiled because it's what happens to me now. I am slowly falling in love with rithu. I don't know how I started to like her but now I can't live without her I don't know how truly I am loving her but I can't move further in my life without her presence.

My heart palpitated, whipping painfully in its ribcage as it urged me to take her far away, so she wouldn't get harmed. I groaned as she shifted closer, and it made something snap in my core. “Don't,” I muttered, clamping my hands down on my leg to halt me from swooping on her. My mate? Was the moon goddess giving me a second chance to love again? My lips curled up in disdain at the thought of it, for love wasn't on my bucket list. Not even at the bottom of the list. “What's the colour of your hair?” I grunted as her impatient tapping of feet began to irritate me.

I shooed her away, assuring her that I did know how to work them and sat at the one located farthest from the door. She had said before that Aro had put a lot of work into cataloguing various information about our kind, from our laws to our myths. I began quickly typing any buzz words I could think of that might retrieve documents related to fated mates. I searched for what felt like hours, becoming increasingly frustrated that nothing I entered brought up anything useful about breaking our bond. I decided I would try one last link under my current search term, 'broken bond', and was stunned at what was on the screen before me.

“My bad.” Victoria sighed again. She’d finally given up on trying to fight me. I could hear her rubbing her eyes through the phone. “A fated mate,” she said gently. “Is different than a chosen mate. It is someone who the universe has destined you to be with. People who are with their chosen mates are said to be able to awaken their deeper, more wonderous powers.”

"Okay, listen, deep breath, don't crash the damn car again, I'll explain." She crosses her arms, one eyebrow raised, jaw tight, like she's about to file a complaint with the universe. "In our world," I start, keeping my tone calm and patient like I'm explaining algebra to someone who hates math, "Fated Mates are the real deal. It's not just love or lust or whatever. The Moon Goddess literally pairs souls. Like, cosmically. Think destiny, but make it magical." Ava squints. "Okay... but what does that have to do with me? I'm human. I bleed wine and sarcasm, not moonlight and wolf magic."

“It makes no sense to me. You sacrificed these things based on your personal decision. I never demanded you to do them. And if you think you have sacrificed so much for me, Brian has sacrificed so much more. But true love is not a product of sacrifices. It is a product of fate and selflessness. Brian and I are meant for each other.” Already so many tears had lined up the eyes of Rod. “Are you insinuating that we are not fated to be together? It is obvious that we are, because circumstances have proven we are meant for each other. The death of Brian shows I am the one that is meant for you…” “You blatant liar. Please take me home. I don’t want this date anymore. I can’t marry you and it is fi

Tate complains, drawing my attention to him, "And what are fated mates? I hate not knowing. Besides, everyone at the table was talking about you two as if you were friends, but you told me you weren't friends.” "Tate," I sigh and crouch down until I'm face to face with him, "You already know what fated mates are, you read about it in a book, remember? When two wolves fall in love with each other as soon as they look into each other's eyes. It means they are destined to be together... they are each other’s most special person. Partners for life.” I stop my explanation when my wolf starts making my stomach twist. She hates the fact that we're walking away from our most special person.

It didn't add up. Their myth told them that Fated Mates were destined to be with one another. Their souls were bonded. Whether they were complete strangers or not, the intended mates should become acquainted and grow up together because their compatibility and affection for each other were already set in stone by destiny. It didn't seem right that Landon kept pushing her away this way. The Moon Goddess, could she have been mistaken? Had the Seer made a mistake when she prophesied they were a star-crossed couple?

There was something between us, something I didn’t understand and was afraid to confront. Kaivan took my hand in his, his touch warm and grounding. “In our world,” he said slowly, carefully, “there’s a concept called ‘fated mates.’ It’s more than just love, more than attraction. It’s a bond that’s written in the stars, preordained by forces far beyond our control.” I blinked, trying to wrap my mind around what he was saying. “Fated mates?” “Yes.” His grip on my hand tightened slightly, as if he were afraid I might pull away. “It means that you and I… we were meant to be together. It’s a connection that’s unbreakable, a bond that ties our souls together.”