Fated Romance Novels & Stories

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...

Kira asked and the woman nodded her head in confirmation. "Then why?" "Why exactly is everything turning out this way? Why does my life partner have to be decided by the moon goddess and not by me? No scratch that, I already know that she gets to choose not me but my constraint is why do I have to be fated with someone who I've always been taught to despise?" She wondered in confusion. The old woman sighed, she knew she would have to do quite a lot of explaining to make Kira understand that fate always has a purpose.

He maybe thinks they're still together. "We're not fated mates, stop that," I complain with a frown, this joke is going too far now, "Theo just saw how horrible my life was and wanted to help me because he's a good person, unlike you. And you don't even know how fated mates work. A fated bond is something magical and undeniable, Charlie and Rahul are fated mates, remember? The way it happened for them..." Liam scoffs and rolls his eyes. "It's not always cringey like that. Fated bonds don't have to follow a specific rule, they just mean you're meant to love each other. But believe me, defnitively two people can have a fated bond and not be as corny as Rahul and his granny."

Walking home clears my head a little, giving me time to figure out what the hell I’m supposed to say to Dante. There’s no escaping this conversation. I wish there was. But the truth is, I know exactly what a fated mate means to the Red Fang clan. They once told me I couldn’t marry Dante because I’m not fated to him, that my marriage to him would bring calamity down on the pack. They said I had to complete a ritual for forty days.

I furrow my brows, “fated mate? Explain what that is?” She smiles, “werewolves have fated mates, the Moon Goddess tethers their souls together making it one and the love and joy that the fated mates share is unworldly, it’s said that there is no greater love than that of the truly fated mates.” I stop her, “so he was my boyfriend?”

Whiles she sailed through her vindictive walk of thoughts he also had his; based on her nudity. They were two eternally fated lives in a recursive cycle of love and hate affair, stringed along an unimaginable orchestration of the goddesses in a reverse motion to propel happy ever after only if successful. NEHENDA and Marlon were bound by Fate for all lifetimes with an unresolved enmity of manipulated misunderstanding carried on from the past in their present life cycle which without resolution would never find love.

"Calm down," I say when I see him starting to hyperventilate, "Eros, sit down and stop spiraling. Yes, all of those things are because we're mates. But we don't really call it 'soulmates' in my cult, we just say we're fated mates. Brought together by fate, destined to create a future and a life together.” “Oh… That sounds beautiful,” he whispers, then shakes his head and frowns, “Too good to be true.”

Nisi’s voice was calm, but beneath it, there was steel. “I agree with you, love. It was about dominance, about Roderick’s claim. He came here to stake his right, to force fate upon you.” The word echoed in my mind, fate. My stomach twisted. “He called me his fated mate. What does that even mean?” Rapha’s jaw clenched. “It means he believes the bond of the moon chose you for him. That your souls are intertwined. But fate isn’t always truth.” I stared at him, my pulse pounding in my ears. “And you? Do you believe that?”

I smiled softly at him. He stared into my eyes once more as if trying to look into my soul before beginning. "Fated is short for fated mates, and I believe they're known as soul mates or twin flames in the human world. A fated mate is someone who is your perfect match; your fated was created to mold perfectly to you, two halves to a whole. In our case, however, it's a four to one ratio. You were created for us, and we were created for you."

He glanced at the Gnomes a minute but brought his eyes back to mine, “You’re my fated mate Fawn. I sensed you were near when I entered the forest. It was instinct to seek you out and awaken you. The enchantment was broken when I kissed you, and the Guardians couldn’t have stopped it. They couldn’t keep me from my mate. There are strict laws against it.” “I’m you” I paused, took a breath, and started again, “I’m your fated mate. What is a fated mate exactly?” Oh lordy, is fated mate what I imagine it to be? I’ve read a few werewolf romances, and it was some biting necks business and alpha bossiness. Which is hot in some romance novels, but I don’t know what the reality of that would be like.