G'night Mate Novels & Stories

Levi ranted. “Levi, what the fuck do you mean by you are dying next week – what is going to happen next week?” Ethan asked – tapping Levi’s face for him to focus. Levi chuckled, “The Gala,” He replied. … It was late at night. Faith was fast asleep. Mateo softly smiled at her before he placed a kiss on her forehead. She was completely naked under the cover. Mateo thought she might be getting cold, so he put the blanket up to her chin as she snuggled into the pillow that now smelled like Mateo. Faith muttered something in her sleep which Mateo found extremely cute. He faintly chuckled and kissed the tip of her nose.

“I’m your real mate.” What the actual fuck is going on?

Ray At the first sound of the alarm, I pick it up and throw it against the wall. Is that so wrong of me to want to stay and sleep a little bit more? I don't think so. Yet the damn thing that mate insisted I put for her to wake up wasn't doing its job but annoying me. Groaning, I turned to face my mate and pulled her closer to me just because I needed to feel her near me after the little drama we had; this is the luxury that I need before I go to see why Jay keeps trying to push through the mind link.

I'm seeing a man that had been disturbing my every night sleep and he had called me ma___ Mate! Mate. How does he know about the mating stuff? “How did you know about the mating stuff? How did you? Have you been stalking me too? You don't let me sleep and now you stalk me in real life too?” I pinned my eyes that were now watering around his face.

"Surprises are the soul of the hunt, Victor. Just sit back." --- The "surprise" was a grueling tour of the Vargas Nightclubs. We hit every neon-lit den in the city—The Shadow, The Crystal Stage, Club Venom. At each stop, Mateo performed a five-minute ritual. I stayed in the car, watching through the tinted glass as high-ranking pack enforcers met him at the back entrances.

Heavy Heart (Ignas' POV) I came back to camp as quietly as one could, stepping light without the slightest noise that could make somebody notice. The last thing I needed was that anybody noticed my absence and started asking questions. I had enough attention this night, more than enough confusion. It swirled through my mind, the memory of his piercing gaze, the possessiveness in his tone when he'd called me "mate." I let a wry laugh loose into the still night. How fucking absurd was this? Why, when I'd finally let go of the idea that I'd ever have a mate, did the Moon Goddess decide to give me one now?

"The mate-bond takes three days to dissolve. Leaving early would only mess up the process. We just have to be patient for two more days." In the mirror, the mark on my collarbone was already a shade paler. Jasper couldn't feel it yet. He'd only get the signal the very moment the bond finally snapped. ––– Dinner arrived. The moment Halle sat down, she frowned at the food on the table. Jasper leaned toward her. "The maids cooked tonight. Doesn’t taste right?" He turned to me. "Maybe you should make her something else." I was on my feet before I could think. "Of course. What would you like?"

Like a splinter you can’t dig out. The dreams kicked off three nights ago. First, just flickers—silver flashes, a voice sharp enough to leave a bruise, laughter that made his spine twitch. Was it good? Bad? Hell if he knew. Last night, though? Oh, it got real. That dream felt like someone else’s heartbeat was thumping right inside his chest. Creepy, but also kinda awesome. He’d jerk awake, gasping like he’d been drowning. No point denying it anymore: he had a mate.

"She's true Abell blood. You? You're just her mom's distant cousin—a tagalong nobody the Pack took pity on. Did you actually think I'd become your mate?" Lena went ghost-pale. She was a distant cousin from my mother's side. After her parents died, we took her in like family. I gave her everything—let her have the spotlight, the praise. And still, she clawed for more. Even my mate. Now, exposed in front of everyone, the stares and murmurs hit her like daggers. "I'm not a tagalong nobody! I'm not!" she cried, shaking, voice cracking with panic. Kain scoffed. "You think I don't see it? Your blood, your rank—nothing stacks up to Eve. You're not even worthy to be her servant, and you thought you

When I arrived at the Gilmore estate, Erik was standing at the gate, clutching Audrey's hand. The two of them sized me up with mocking eyes. "Tsk, tsk… You say you won't choose me, but you're scared something might go wrong at the bonding ceremony in two days, huh?" Erik sneered. "So you had your parents pressure me into marking you during the engagement party instead? "You plan to get marked early so you won't have to worry about any last-minute surprises, huh? Elsa, I actually thought you had a backbone, that you might really refuse to be my mate. But turns out, all those harsh words of yours were just empty bluffs."