Forsaken Mate Novels & Stories

I blurted out what my confidence lies in. "I know we are not mates, but look at them. I am his Mate but he still abandoned me and left me for some pure Angel" I continued speaking as I sighed continuously before I suddenly realized that I don't know anything about the person I asked to marry me. What if he already has a Mate or even a fiancee?! Oh my God! I almost became like that white cunning angel. "To be on the safe side, Do you have a Mate or a fiancee? I don't want to be like the people that I despise" I rolled my eyes as I spoke.

"I cannot let you go," James told her. "And I will not. So I ask you now, Elizabeth of the Moirai, will you take me, your Alpha, as your mate?" "I think that's something I can do," Elizabeth murmured, shyly. And then James felt the beginning of it. The mate bond demanding to be completed. James felt a hunger like he had never experienced before. This had been his greatest mistake with Elizabeth the last time. Far more than not telling her who he really was, a thousand times worse than not telling her exactly where the pack was.

their gaze remained fixed on her full lips, and the rest of their senses savored her eloquence. "On the night of the ball, the crown will fall, and when the curse picks it up, you will honor it. Darkness is closer than you think, and the time will come when the lovers of destiny must choose to sacrifice a faithful friend or let both worlds go to ruin." The illusion they had entered faded away, and all three of them found themselves at the entrance to the forest of torments, unsure of when or how they had taken the path back. In front of them, the creature that had accompanied them stared at them for a long time before leaving, ignoring Beka's demands.

I entered my room to see Kara there, she had been locking the windows and Changed the sheets to a new one, She looked like she was in a hurry, to do so “ hello dear, do you need anything else to eat I can tell the servants to cook you something” “ oh no Kara thank you,… Kara?” I called to her as I sat on the bed, “ what is a true mate?” “ oh dear, a true mate, is a mate the moon goddess had bestowed and blessed to a person, a destiny, they aren’t Betrothed mates by law, but they would call to one another like a song” she explained carrying the old sheets

Hello! It's been two years since I finished Forsaken Mate's official story. When I finished, I was going through major life transitions, and so much felt uncertain. My author career was slumping, and I was stepping into a time of rest and healing. When I finished this story, I wasn't sure if anyone would ever get to the point of fully reading it. I was discouraged and convinced no one cared about this story, these characters, or what happened after the wedding.

I should never get closer to my mate, or else I am going to die. It is something I can get her to do if I am not in love with her. Is it possible not to be in love with your mate? I couldn't even figure out who she was. I have met a lot of ladies before, and I have slept with a lot of ladies, but I was only attracted to one. I looked for her, but I couldn't find her. I misunderstood her for a lot of girls, which affected me badly. I didn't know if she was my mate, and I don't know if there is a way I could figure it out. I have looked for her almost throughout my life. I used her scent, but it faded.

Not by choice, but forced out by betrayal, a wound that festered deeper than any physical injury. Mateo, his trusted ally and his brother-in-arms, had usurped the throne, turning his back on their shared history. Draven could still recall the cold shock of betrayal, the icy hand of fear that gripped his heart as Mateo had banished him, his mate, and his loyal pack members. His mate, Jessica, walked beside him. Though her scent was a balm to his wounded spirit and a fragile peace in the storm, he couldn’t shake the image of Mateo’s sneering face, his eyes devoid of the loyalty they once held.

She tries to wriggle free of me, but she's not strong enough for that and realizes that quickly. "If you're leaving the fucking pack, I need to know," I let her know, not backing down, "You're my mate, whether you like it or not. That stupid breakup last night doesn't mean shit, it was just another fight like the ones we have every time we're face to face. There's still a fated bond between us. As much as we both hate each other, we also love each other and that's inevitable. So I have to know where you are at all times. That’s my right.”

It felt like our bond, once unbreakable, had been severed, and I was left standing on the precipice of an abyss. Ana, her eyes filled with both concern and sorrow, stepped forward. "Liam, it's the truth," she implored gently. "This is Bloom, your mate. She's been here all along, even when you thought she was gone." Liam's gaze turned back to me, and I could see the conflict warring in his eyes. "My mate?" he murmured, almost to himself. "But I thought... I thought she..." He didn't finish the sentence, but the unspoken words hung heavily in the air. He thought I was gone – perhaps dead – or maybe he believed that he had lost me forever, and the mere mention of my name had awakened a maelstro

His pack was already on the verge of collapse, losing money since he was not doing his job. That was why he honed his attention on marriage, hoping to stabilize the political situation with the help of the Alpha King. Not only had he failed in that, but he had even offended the Alpha King. Jeremy’s pack soon fell, and he became a rogue wolf. On the day of the mating ceremony, I walked toward the man I loved in my wedding dress. Marcus, dressed in a black suit, looked fondly at me from across the room. Before the Moon Goddess, we made our vows, promises that would last a lifetime.