Fated To The Vampire Novels & Stories

“Why do I get the feeling that you hate me even more than Priest does?” Shaking his head, he scoffs and pulls my arm out of his grip. “I met my Fated fifteen years ago right here in Vegas in the middle of a suburb,” he starts. “She was beautiful; hair the color of honey, eyes bluer than a cloudless day, and a temperament that could cause even Gabe to calm down.” I frown. “What does this have to do with me? What is a Fated?” He turns around to face me and places the tray on the nightstand. “Ever heard of something called a ‘mate’ amongst werewolves?” I nod. “Well, we vampires have something called a Fated, and only vampires 200 years and older get to meet theirs.”

How unfortunate, she was the victim here but instead she had been tainted the culprit and either way, he had deserved that slap. "We're here." Freya said, looking at her friend with pitiful eyes. Ericka gazed at the house in front and a tinge of disgust washed over her. "Let's go to your place, please." A smile crept to Freya's face. "I was hoping you would say that." --- At the Hart's mansion. Xander walked into his room, slamming the door behind him. He slid down to the floor, his hands pulling at his hair. Gosh!.

It called to me so desperately that I abandoned everything else and ran towards it in glee, every single day giving a little more of myself to this man who had only ever looked at me. I glanced shyly at his face, taking the impatience in his furrowed brows. If only he knew I had no say in the matter at all, I belonged to him, and that much I knew, even though the mood goddess had paired me with Mac. Lying in that room illuminated by the soft crystal light, the breeze of the moon pouring into the window through the open curtains, I knew without a doubt that this was the man I was fated to love. So I closed my eyes for a second, preparing my heart to hand it over to my forever love. The one wh

“Wolfsbane really hurts, it’s used as a way of truly weakening a Lycan, almost makes you human.” “Yes, I know all of that.” I snap, I didn’t need a lesson about my own kind. “If Linc is almost human, it means he can be changed.” “Changed?” “To a vampire, dad!” “No, that’s impossible.” “I’m not sure how much you know about vampire kind, Alpha Colt." Ivy continues. "But to become a vampire, they have to have vampire venom in their blood when they die.” “No, he’s dead. We all see him lying here, right. He has no heartbeat.”

I looked up only to see that he said it with his cold trademark expression. My mouth slightly gapped when I finally knew about it. "Ooh... So you didn't have a fated mate." Adam nodded, “Yeah, that’s right. We don't have a fated mate, mate bond, or anything like that. Vampires simply choose their own partner to their own liking.” He sounded not so proud about it. “What land are you from in Valeria?” Luca asked him. “Somewhere in Vanle.” He answered shortly. I could feel the doubt in his tone when he said that.

“Werewolves get their wolf at eighteen. After that, their wolf is always looking for their mate. We mate with just one wolf, someone that the moon goddess picked for us. It’s called fated mates.” Hope looked sad. “Is Angelica your fated mate?” she asked. “Good goddess, no,” I exclaimed. I put my hand on top of hers. Lupo had retreated to give me time to talk to her. “You are, Hope. You’re my fated mate.” She looked at me, her mouth in a little O of disbelief. “I’m not a werewolf,” she said. “Am I? Wouldn’t I know?”

It did not work that way but let us see how much I could rile him up. “I don’t think I ever introduced myself to you. This sexy as fuck woman is my fated beloved. I met her when she was fighting off five of those vampires that were sent after her. You saw how easily she killed your pathetic vampire earlier. I knew the moment that I caught her scent that she was the one that fate destined to be my everything. In the same way, I was the one that fate decided to be her everything. Her best friend, her beloved, her lover, and the father of her children. It’s my name that she screams every morning and night. I’m the one that she begs. And, oh, how I love to hear her beg.”

"A chance to build a life together, on our terms." As they journeyed deeper into the night, their minds filled with thoughts of the future, they found themselves lost in conversation, sharing hopes and dreams for the life they hoped to build together. With each step they took, their bond grew stronger, their love a guiding light in the darkness that surrounded them. And as the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, casting its golden glow upon the world below, Marvis and Jace knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, bound by the unbreakable bond of their fated love.

"H-how are you…still you?” "I am immortal, I don't age physically. I am a god and a particular werewolf princess wished I got a stroke and felt sick. She even called me a bastard." "I- I it's your fault. Y-you promised." she stuttered, "You promised you'd be there if I called," "And I was there.". "You were late! Wha-What if you came a bit later, I would have been married off to tha-" "I would have never let that happen." I cut her off sternly and she wrapped her arms around my neck startling me.

I was clear with my words when I spoke with the moon goddess so how can she give me another mate when I never ask for it. “You have to do that, or you might even lose your pack. Everyone knows that knows that Zara is dead. Maria loved you but now she is gone. You just have to move on and think about what she wanted for you all those years. Her dreams have been to make the pack a better place for young scared Werewolves and right now you have been unfair to all those wolves. Maeve is one of them. How would you feel if you had found her as your mate and she is still hung up on her past lover?” He raised his brow and I groaned.