Forbidden Mate Novels & Stories

It was probably the reason I hadn't realized she was my mate then. The mate bond was only initiated after both parties were up to age twenty one. Even with resentment and distaste for her attitude clouding my vision, even I couldn't deny that she'd grown well. She didn't look nearly as stubborn as she used to but I would be stupid to think she was now. Docile and would bend at will. If anything I was willing to bet good money that she had gotten even more stubborn and defiant. There'd just been something in the way she'd looked.

“Verona, I did want to ask you as my only living family member for your blessing? I understand things are complicated right now with Travis, I am praying that we can resolve everything, and we can all live together. I want him in my life with Damien and our children” “No.” “What?! Why?” “Fated mates are forbidden” “No they’re not! It’s the way of the goddess!” “No, in our family pack, they are forbidden, they bring madness, there has not been a fated mate in a thousand years. You need to be arranged like I was, like mother was, like everyone was”

Her voice was a symphony of pure enchantment, a melodic whisper that could charm the gods themselves. “Mate? What's that?” I asked again, still walking closer to her. She never left where she was, and I never got closer to her. “Mate is referred to as a predestined, supernatural bond between two individuals. They are soulmates. And mate bond is a fated union, chosen by me to identify who your mate is. It's marked by a strong, irresistible attraction between the two mates.” Her tone was soothing, calming, and uplifting all at once, like a gentle summer breeze.

He could be thinking, what sort of a man will reject his mate for unjustified reasons. “I see, your so-called mate rejected you, right? So pathetic of the both of you,” he stuffed his other hand into his pocket, “Well, one cannot appoint a mate for himself. You and I know that mates are chosen, gifted to each other, and blessed by our beloved mother of all mythical creatures. My brother is just one who seeks pleasure in taking what's never his.” He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head slowly.

“So, they could break it using magic and…it would give them a second chance mate?” “Yes. The magic made it look like they were being the ones rejected.” My eyes widened. “But it that’s the case…then their mate…” Everyone in the room looked down before Councilor Augustine sighed. “Yes, Winter. Their mate would never get another fated mate. Even though they did nothing.” I covered my mouth with my hands. That was horrible. It was forbidden for a reason, but that was horrifying. Denying your mate, whether or not you even met them, a second chance mate if you didn’t want them was evil. It was selfish and evil.

“Your mate? That Nyxt?” She blushes a pretty shade of pink and smiles. “I don’t know if he’d call himself that. He and I are partners in this scientific endeavor. We have grown a few clutches together, but we are co-workers. Mates are banned. You should know that.” She can’t be serious. “Humor me. Why are mates banned? Isn’t finding your mate a good thing?”

The Luna turned to Duncan, her expression resolute. "Our promise to the Silver Spring pack still stands, Duncan. You haven't found your mate yet so I see no reason why Hailey’s inability to shape-shift should be a problem Duncan's eyes widened in desperation. "Luna, please, listen to me. There has to be another way. We don't have to go through with this." But Luna shook her head and walked away, her long cloak trailing behind her. Duncan's heart pounded in his chest as he ran after her, his voice pleading. "Luna, you know this isn't right! Just give me more time. I'll find my mate, I promise!"

she answered. “I do. He’s never given me a reason not to. Quite the opposite, in fact. Look, honey, I’m not going to tell you that all mates are perfect, because trust me, I know firsthand that they’re not. Your uncle is not my first mate. He’s what we call my second chance mate. Sometimes, when you have the Goddess’s favor, if your first mate rejects you, passes away, or treats you badly, she will grant you another mate. My first mate was not a good man or mate. He hurt me so deeply that when I found your uncle, I was afraid to love him. I was terrified that he would be just like my first mate, but he’s not. My first mate was a cheater. He manipulated me. He happily took every part of me th

"I need a mate who's strong enough to stand beside an Alpha in battle. Someone who can protect this pack and lead warriors, not someone who hides behind healing books and herb gardens." The words hit me like physical blows to my chest. Everything inside me felt tight and painfully compressed, like I couldn't draw a proper breath. "But you're my fated mate," I whispered desperately, my voice barely audible. His jaw clenched tightly, muscles jumping under his skin. "Fate makes mistakes sometimes. Biology doesn't always choose correctly." Then he did something that completely destroyed whatever was left of my heart. He turned away from me dismissively and took Sarah's perfectly manicured hand i

He unfastened his platinum cufflinks, deliberately rolling his sleeves up over his scarred, corded forearms before turning toward the fireplace. His dark mahogany eyes narrowed. During the entire ride back from the club in the armoured Maybach, Serena had not uttered a single syllable. She had sat rigid against the leather upholstery, staring out into the neon-slicked rain with her jaw locked tight. Her mind had been sealed behind an impenetrable, icy barricade—a psychic wall so dense that not even the ancient tendrils of the mate bond could glean a stray thought. Inside Zayden's chest, Night was pacing violently, his phantom claws raking against bone. Something is wrong. The mate bleeds fro