Fated To The Vampire Novels & Stories

Whatever he’s about to tell me can’t be worse that what we’ve just went through, so it doesn’t worry me. “There is much you don’t know about vampires and our history, how things work. To save time I’ll get straight to the point. Like other creatures, we have another half, one who is fated to you. It’s very rare to actually ever find that person who is known loosely as a destined companion. It’s pretty self-explanatory. You are that person to me.” My eyes light up at that revelation as he continues.

"It will be beneficial for you to marry me because I am popular. I came from the second strongest pack and I have a blood of a Lycan. Our tandem can make you even more powerful. Sex will just be one of your perks once you marry me." Lucian laughed at her argument. He had no idea what the hell Scarlett had taken before she came here. Could it be some kind of drugs that it made her become delusional? "You have no idea what you’re dealing with," he said warily. "We are not even mates." "Oh, come on! We don’t really need to be mates to marry each other, Lucian. As Lycans, we can choose whoever we want to be our mates.” Scarlett put her fingers on the button of his polo.

I could see my candle, barely burning, just holding on to the last piece of wax. Skylar was Caleb’s fated mate. Not chosen, but fated! I can’t compete with that. He’ll say he isn’t interested in her, that he doesn’t love her but the cruel mate connection will start to weave it’s magic soon enough. She may leave but then if Caleb and I have children and she returned, they would grow up in a broken home. And I’ve experienced enough of that for two lifetimes.

Edwin chuckled. “Only a few vampires are destined to find their mates and some of us are free to choose one for us. So it's not a specific time for us to mate with someone until we get to know we already have a fated one. You know!” I nodded. So basically they have more freedom than Werewolves. Having a fate can be a blessing or a curse in case you lose them. “What about you? Did you find someone? I can see you are human but are you in any relationship?” He asked me curiously. I blinked up at him a few times. From my peripheral view, I saw Ashina walking to us.

Being a creature of the night, I embraced the warmth of the Lycan Alpha's lips as a harbinger of change—a celestial alignment that defied the conventions of our supernatural realms. In that fleeting moment, I surrendered to the currents of destiny, my lips locking with her in a silent vow that echoed through the ages. The kiss, an ephemeral communion, spoke of a connection that transcended the confines of immortality—a union forged in the crucible of time, where vampire and Lycan found solace in the embrace of each other. Yes. She's a Lycan. A Lycan who was destined to end my life, but even after knowing that, I am still ready to get my life taken if it's her who’ll take it.

{In shadows deep, a war shall brew anon, Where mortal and immortal souls and creatures of the night, Shall clash in battle, bloody and foregone, As day and night doth struggle in their might. Yet 'midst this chaos when wombs go barren, fate shall intertwine, A vampire's heart shall seek its destined mate, In this weave of destiny, the most fertile tribrid mate, gifted with extraordinary powers, shall emerge. She shall be drawn and bound by the cosmic threads of fate. Within her, a world of hues shall dance—a multicoloured aura, radiant with the convergence of her ancient lineages. Together, their union shall unravel mysteries and forge paths anew.

Vampire venom was fatal to a Were, unless the couple involved were mated. Ashleigh frowned as she glanced between them both and then turned back to Dayton. For a moment she had seen disappointment flicker across his face and she knew that some part of him had hoped that Freya would bite him. Her entire being rebelled at the thought of someone wishing to die so much and yet she could understand it too.

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.

she said. “There is little choice when it comes to becoming someone’s fated mate. I didn’t choose you. You didn’t pick me out of a crowd or something. Yet, when we met, Providence entwined our destinies together. That’s why I said that you might be a wolf too because only another wolf can be a wolf’s fated mate. It’s all too much and too confusing, I know, but please, I am asking that you have a little bit of faith. In me. In us,” I said.

Wanted to be above everyone else, and she had begun constructing her plans. Which would have gone well if Rossi hadn't been too greedy and had tried to steal Aurora's heart, thus digging up her grave and getting terribly burnt in the process. Aurora had been a witch of eternity, and he had wanted to steal Aurora's magic for himself. Wanted to have an eternal life. But it hadn't gone well. Tari had bound Aurora's spirit, seizing the chance for a second life. But Rossi's mistake had destroyed her plan. Tari's lips thinned at the memory of the past. She had promised Rossi a new life if he could find Aurora's reborn, and he had leeched onto her.