Goddess Design His Fated Mate Novels & Stories

This doesn’t make since. “If she was your mate, I wouldn’t question it, Mark.” Asher seemed sadden. “She would be great for you and our pack. Her weirdness, is enduring in a strange way.” “Honestly, I still wouldn’t have time right now, she is human. Pack safety first.” At least I was being truthful, with Asher. But he is right, there is something about her. Right now, I don’t have the time to figure her out. I am putting all my faith in the Goddess, on her choice for my mate.

It finally managed to produce offspring that had the potential to be as strong or stronger than him. Then it looked back at its mate. It felt invigorated to create more. Goddess changes the channel when the two super reptiles start to do the deed. Well, at least it’s exciting down there… She chuckles once more when she finishes surveying the interesting things in Foserense. Now, that’s done… let’s canvas the next person… or persons, I’m going to send there. Now now, who to pick. Before Goddess could view Earth or its many parallel worlds, she feels a pang of pain in her chest.

Hello, lovelies! I just wanted to let you know that “Design of Fate” is officially up on the app, so I hope you will check it out. Jackson is always strong pillar of support when others need it, without question, and without fail. That is why he was chosen for this particular journey with his mate. They will both have difficult obstacles to overcome in order to find their peace and happiness. True to form, the Goddess has connected people together in a significant way. Tune into the new book to see how the design of fate plays out.

He offers himself. “She promised if they survived the Game, they could be together,” I say, the words tumbling out faster now. “But she lied.” “She always lies.” I turn to look at him. He’s watching the mural, expression unreadable. The candlelight paints him in gold and shadow. “What happened to him?” I ask softly. Kael’s gaze flicks to the final panel. The goddess kneels beside the mortal’s body, her hands glowing as she presses them to his chest. The mark burns bright. His eyes close. The woman, his mate, rises, alive again, reaching for him. But the goddess pulls him away, binding him in chains of light.

I wanted to be better than anyone, better than him because I didn’t like myself either. When you left that night, I decided to move on and be a better Alpha. I left everything to the Goddess. I let you go that night that you found out that Caspian was your mate. I was ready to be alone. But then the Goddess had her own plan. I saw and met my fated mate that night, Andrea." A smile slowly crept into her lips. "Nadia, right? We’ve heard about her." I just nodded my head. "But the Goddess knew how to make me pay for all my sins to you. She gave me a mate, a wonderful female, someone who has lived her life almost the same as yours."

They called her the weakest omega. Sophia Blake has spent nineteen years surviving in Moonridge Pack. Wolf-less, powerless, and treated as a servant, she has learned never to dream of a better life. Until one night, she meets a mysterious stranger. He is arrogant, powerful, and strangely familiar. Neither knows the other's identity, but something ancient stirs between them. One unforgettable night later, Sophia believes she has finally found someone who might choose her. Then the Moon Goddess chooses her mate. Damon Scott—the Alpha Prince. For one breathtaking moment, Sophia thinks her life is about to change. Instead, Damon looks her in the eyes and rejects her befor

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

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

Alice Goddess, I can’t believe my luck right now. I have craved him for as long as I can remember. He is a good man, a great leader, everything my soul sparks to. But every time I see him wrapped up in the memory of his dead mate, my heart caves in. I wish he were mine. I wish he were my mate. My first mate was a warrior. He died protecting his pack, and since then I have longed for a second-chance mate. So imagine my disbelief when the council decided I should be his chosen mate, the man of my dreams.

For years, they fought, conspired, and struck from the shadows, yet everytime, Riftan emerged victorious. Eventually, they uncovered one truth they had long overlooked: Riftan’s strength wasn’t entirely his own. It was Sarah's too. The bond between them, forged by the Moon Goddess herself, had become more than symbolic. A fated mate was more than a partner, they were the missing half of a soul. And once the soul was whole, it became something immortal, untouchable. Riftan’s power was amplified by Sarah’s presence. Her nearness fueled his resolve, sharpened his senses, and magnified his strength. United, they were unstoppable.