Fated Love Novels & Stories

Ian reached out, his fingers brushing against mine, sending a shiver down my spine. "Kiara, fame and fortune may be a part of my life, but they don't define who I am or who I can love," he said softly. "What matters to me is the connection, the chemistry, and the genuine connection we share. I see beyond the superficial labels and see you for the amazing person you are. And like I earlier said, you're not ordinary."

I stayed where I was, staring at the portrait across the room, not expecting her to reach out again so quickly. My phone buzzed again. “Lisa,” Sasha said the moment I answered. “They’re fated.” The word landed heavily. “She’s been sick for a while,” Sasha continued. “Something that comes and goes. Right now she’s in a fragile state.” I closed my eyes. Fated mates were rare. Maybe once in a generation. The Moon Goddess herself chose them. Our world had chosen mates, couples who fell in love, marked each other, built lives the ordinary way.

he says and I can see he's as lost as I am, "Go and get dressed, I'll take you to the library." I do that and only half an hour later I'm in my room again with twenty wolf history books that I'm devouring like my life depends on it. I read all about fated mates and everything Lion said is correct. Mother Nature is their ‘God’, supposedly, this entity merged this two souls together and they are destined to find each other. Once they do, the bond they create is unbreakable. Fated mates are devoted and in love for the rest of their lives and if one of them dies the other one follows.

I stuttered, he stopped walking towards me and ran his hands through his unruly hair. “You were 16, you were a kid. We haven’t had a pair of fated mates in this pack since before your father was Alpha, I’ve been researching for two years about what this would mean for you, for us.” “Well…what did you find?” “Not much, just that fated mates are two souls blessed by the moon goddess with her magic link she pulls from nature, those texts are safely guarded by the witches of the world. None of the witches I’ve traveled to see would let me anywhere near them.” His head hung low.

, she said, her voice rising as she spoke. “Chase? He can’t be promised to anyone. We are Fated. You can’t fight the Goddess’ will, Crista, even though it seems that you want to. It can’t end well. You’ll never make him love you. Not like he loves me.”, I flung at her, tired of being held against my will, being stuck in this cage. I could feel my power igniting like a flame, coursing through me, waiting for an outlet.

“Are they still connected to their fated when they are marked by a chosen?” Her mouth pursed in a thin line. “Yes and no. They get cut off from their fated. It would be cruel to force their fated to never find love just because they chose another. So the string looks…unraveled. It’s never immediate either. If they were to find their fated during the first months or even the first year, the fated bond would still be strong enough to override the chosen. But after that, it unravels. Frayed at the edges. It always makes me angry to see when it’s something that’s forced.” She shrugged, taking a deep breath. “Some just are in love and willing to take that step with each other knowing that. Which,

I said and she nodded gently. "Why was your father worried about a fated-mate?" She finally asked. Honestly, I had expected her to ask this question since my father brought it up. The fact that she restrained herself made me worried a bit. I knew I needed to put her mind at ease. " A fated-mate is like your soulmate, a wolf's other half. It is regarded as a magical love gift from the moon goddess. You can reject the mate or accept, it is all up to you. I learned there is a strong magical pull between the two fated couples, accompanied with peace and calmness." I said and she cut in.

She blindly took one book and sat down. She was the only one at the restricted library, so she wasn’t disturbed all day long. The first book she read was all about mating. “Fated mate…” Mallory unconsciously said, then touched the word on the paper. She read, “Fated mates are pairs that are arranged by the Goddess herself. They are commonly known to live together until one of them dies. If one died, the other would fall into a deep depression that sometimes would resort to killing themselves. Some said that fated mates have their abilities enhanced after mating, gaining more power from one another.”

While standing there, she looked to her left and she realized that one of the wolfs was standing in a weird position, with his mouth in a bite like position. He had felt when he bit her but they had been over fifty meters away from each other. She had ended up with bite marks, while it had all remained peculiar. No one had realized that and all this was only recorded when they eventually became the lead of the pack, after the fraud was defeated in a battle. The way these saviors were made was such that they would only be able to have fate with one man, prechosen and preordained. Weird and peculiar things would connect them.

You could have cost us our fated! A sinking feeling sat within my belly. I hoped my wolf was wrong. I would need to process all the information I had learned. I knew that. Ignoring it was never going to help. All this had taught me that. But, first we needed to fix this. I could not lose Seren. Not now. Not after everything. Like they say, the Moon Goddess chooses a fated mate for a reason. I cannot simply let mine slip away...