Fated Love Novels & Stories

Please give me something to drink, " I said to Michael. Fin's head snapped to the right. A group of young women was walking with herbs and veggies in their baskets. One stopped. I watched Fin walking towards them. MATE, he shouted. The woman stared at him. Mate, she said softly. In our world, finding a fated mate is everything—the kind of destiny most spend their lives hoping for, and just as many never find. The mate bond is more than love; it is recognition, a pull in the soul, the sense that you are finally home. It is said you feel it the instant your eyes meet, a force that cannot be denied or broken. Once claimed, a mate shares your strength, your pain, your triumphs, and failures. Som

The deity of love asked while watching the deity of fate writing her notes. “Hmm… It still depends on them and their luck,” the deity of fate replied. “I may be able to have them meet each other as early as possible in their next life, but they need a hundredfold of good luck to end well this time.” “Well, if that’s the case… Let’s go,” the deity of love said, grabbing fate by the hand. “Where?” “To find the deity of luck, what else?” FIN

And as she looked into Gideon's eyes, as she saw the love and the pain and the hope in his gaze, she knew that she had to face it, had to confront it, had to embrace it. The Fated Mate bond was a gift and a curse, a blessing and a burden, a path to love and a road to heartache.

Yes, they might not have decided to mate or consummate their fate, but they have always been together, and that has always been right for us. Two big gods, two people that rule out kinds together as a couple that have been put together because their souls match together in a weird sort of way that makes their souls whole when placed together like jigsaw pieces. That should have been the first sign to us, their underlings, that fate may bestow whatever it decides. I must admit, I like that we are fated to more than our own kind. The mixture of being sure has the ability to create a new kind of normal.

“I’m not good at pretty words. But I can promise you this—Ethan Blackwood will only ever love one woman. You.” The confession hit me like a blow I never saw coming. No one knew how much I’d once envied the women who stood beside Caleb. We were all in our twenties, yet I’d spent my prime in the shadows, watching someone else be loved. Crying alone at night, clinging to the hope of something that was never mine. But now… Now I wanted something else. A love with no chains, no mate bond politics. Just mine. When Ethan and I made it official, the news spread like wildfire through the pack.

If I find out that I am pregnant, I will behave and then give birth and then he would eventually have an heir to the pack. Suddenly, I got pulled back by my arm, landing smack into Rowan’s chest. I looked up at him and he was just staring down at me with a scowl on his face. “You will one day be the death of me, you drive me crazy, Clark. You can’t go back to your old packhouse” Rowan whispered as he stared intently into my eyes. I reverted my eyes, not wanting to stare into his. Something inside of me made me want him, pine for him. He was getting under my skin and I didn’t want to have him know it.

That was also the reason none of us could call him brother and mean it anymore. He loved me, I remembered, a long time ago. Before Viktor. But I never loved him, and it was something I could not control or fake. Because one thing was set in stone. Fated Mates have no choice in who they love. They just do. A gift from the heavens that’s both beautiful and cursed. Unfortunately for us, Valentino never forgave either of us for choosing each other. We were both standing now, though I do not remember rising. We were both watching the same small space of ground where my son-in-law had just torn a vampire apart with his bare hands, where he stood for one full second believing the worst of it was ov

Two people from two different worlds meet by coincidence and yet it felt like fate. Meeting you was fate , becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you was beyond my control. END….

That at least explained why he never said those three words to her. After all the shit life had thrown at her, she felt silly thinking maybe this time she’d caught a break. She had suffered the worst kind of loss known to mankind, somehow ended up with a blood sucking leech, and now she has a guy she’s head over heels in love with who doesn’t trust her enough to let her in. Of course, what delusion was she suffering from to think that this time the universe was on her side?

His eyes told me how happy he was to see me happy. He then took my hand and looked deep into my eyes. “Angela, this song is for you. I made it myself. I named this song Fated. I believe we are destined to be together in this life and no one can separate us. Our love will never end until death do us part,” he said in a soft voice. Tears of happiness dripped from my eyes while her eyes were filled with tears. We then smiled at each other before he took me into his warm embrace.