Fated Mates Romance Books นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Drea drew in a breath as he stepped in and motioned for her to follow behind him. She had to muster strength to step into the room. Was this his bed room? Was this where the Alpha was going to force himself on her. She whimpered. Was this where she would finally experience love making for the first time, only this would be far from love making. Getting captured, beating, put in a cage, and then offered up to the Alpha like a sacrificial lamb could hardly qualify for love making, and yet, in spite of herself, Drea found she was filled with a strange kind of anticipation of what it would be like to be held in the powerful arms of the Alpha, to be kissed by him, to make love with him. She took

"Of being swept off my feet by a gallant knight or a handsome prince." Marvin's heart clenched at her words, a pang of guilt piercing his chest. He had never been the romantic hero of Jace's dreams, the dashing figure who swept her off her feet with grand gestures and whispered promises. Instead, he had been thrust into her life through an arranged marriage, a union born out of duty rather than love.

Rahul came back to the pack and he says he wants to tell us something important, so today we're at a restaurant eating dinner while he starts telling us his big news. With every word that comes out of his mouth, I get more and more bitter. And more and more fucking jealous. Rahul found his fated mate. I know I shouldn't be jealous of something I've had for months, but it's impossible not to because Rahul is describing a literally perfect fated encounter, like the stories they tell in schools to inspire us and make us long for something as beautiful as a fated bond. Everything about his encounter with his stupid fated mate has been absolutely perfect, they love each other and will be together

I could tell the jealous bitches were smirking that I was not getting what I wanted. I could feel the sparks between Zack and me. Would I ever feel those sparks with Dan as my chosen mate? I hoped so. They were enticing and I had to admit I loved the feeling. Giving my head a shake, I realized it was the illusion of the fated mate bond I was feeling and not the true love I felt for Dan. I could live without the sparks, if it meant I got Dan for the rest of my life.

The results were clear— The alcohol I drank that night contained trace amounts of a special drug. Emma had used connections to find a witch deep in the forest to make it. And she wasn’t my fated mate at all. That was a hallucination created by the drug. My true fated mate had always been Ann. From beginning to end. I had never betrayed the Moon Goddess’s arrangement. The security footage showed it. It was Emma who knocked on my hotel room door first. My breathing stopped for a single, brutal beat. The second report. The pup. The pup I’d felt guilty about—

“Strange, huh? That’s all you call it?” ‎ ‎She laughed softly. “What should I call it, then?” ‎ ‎He thought for a moment. “Fate,” he said, and his tone was so calm, so certain, that she felt her heart flutter painfully. ‎ ‎Claire turned away again, hiding the small smile tugging at her lips. “You’re impossible,” she murmured. ‎ ‎“And you,” he replied, eyes glinting, “are dangerous when you smile like that.” ‎ ‎Her breath caught. He had a way of saying things that felt like confessions disguised as teasing, and she didn’t know how to defend herself from it.

She asked him. “No,” he dropped his eyes back to the notepad. “But I don’t like boyfriend,” it was muttered. “De facto?” She suggested. He grimaced. “So hippy.” She sighed out a breath and turned back to her page. “Fated mate?” “What the f–k is a fated mate?” He demanded. “What are we, dogs?” “It is a term they use in certain romance genres to describe a relationship between two people where destiny draws them irresistibly together.”

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.”

“For years you have waited. You have kept faith. The Moon Goddess has heard you. She has answered.” He stepped slightly aside, his hand gesturing to me. “She did not send you a queen born of ceremony. She sent you a warrior born of fire and second chances. She sent you my heart and my soul. My Fated Mate. Your Luna, Angela!” A ripple went through the pack, a shifting, a whispering of paws on earth. “She carries my mark,” Aaron continued, his voice dropping to an intimate growl that still somehow reached every ear. “And I carry hers. The bond is sealed. The line is secured. Our future is here.”

"Who is he? Do you know him?” Jane let out a breath and slipped down the wall. “I do not know him,” I stumbled into him while I was getting the drinks. I spilled my drink on him, and when I looked up, I felt this...this connection. My wolf started speaking to me, telling me he was my mate." Hailey's eyes widened. "Wow. So, what did you do?” Jane laughed nervously. "I ran away as fast as my feet could carry me.” Hailey put a comforting hand on Jane's shoulder. "That sounds intense. "No wonder you’re a bit overpowered."