Heart Mate Novels & Stories

Mate bonds were designed by the Moon Goddess to bring mates towards one another, not to keep them apart. A blue mark and a red mark. I could not take my eyes off of her neck as she asked about Katie. I could feel her jealousy, as soon as she heard that there was a young girl here, the jealousy appeared. I would not be the only one to feel her emotions, he would be able to feel it too. He would be able to feel everything just like me.

The Alpha chuckled, “Don’t worry my little spitfire, it’ll heal before you find your mate.” My eyebrows creased in confusion. “Hey, Daddy, what’s that? What’s a mate?” He smiled as he pulled me into his lap and looked at me. “Well, a mate is like your best friend. They are someone who will always be there for you and protect you. And its someone you can’t see yourself living without. Someone who will love you no matter what and will only love you.” He explained with love in his voice. “Oh,” I looked down, crossed my arms. Clearly, I was deep in thought. “So, you’re my mate!” I exclaimed.

Her sweet honey scent fills my nostrils and it's been a while. Her middle-length black hair sways with the wind and the lavender scent from it make me feel calm and at peace. She has this rounded small face, thin red lips, high cheekbones, and a deep set of golden-brown eyes. Kester's eyes come from her mother's genes. "How are you, my dear?" She asks me the moment our hug breaks. "I've been always fine, Aunt Aqua. By the way Aunt, are you taking good care of your health?" Last year, her health went down that she wasn't able to continue her previous job which is working at the office of Head Councils.

" I feel this prickly sensation spread across my body coming from deep within my chest. I don't know what this is I'm feeling, Happiness, sadness? The words he said didn't make any sense. If what he's saying is true, there's no way she made someone for me like that. Someone to like me. Love? No one could possibly love me. I felt my lip tremble as the tears rolled down my face that I couldn't stop. "I d-don't have a m-mate. That can't be t-true." "It's true." He says as he slowly lifts his hand toward me. His hand gently touches my cheek. "Do you feel that?" I slowly nod my head yes. "That's the mate bond. That tells us that we're each other's mate. You only feel that sensation from your mate

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.

How bad could it be? "Anything else I should know?" she asked. "Like, can he dump me if it doesn't work out?" "Mate bonds are for life. A male mate, especially of the warrior class like Kor, would die before allowing you to come to harm. You will be well taken care of." But will I be loved? she wondered, still confused as she went to sleep in the large bed, alone.

“I was not feeling too well, I needed my space” “What space is greater than the company of your mate?” Mother said I shrugged uncomfortably at the mention of the title mate. When I heard people call her my Luna, I could bear it because a Luna’s duty was mainly for the pack. But the title ‘mate’ irked me greatly, because if she was my mate, her duty is of great extent to me and I am equally expected to love her. To make matters worse, we would have to be lovers who would be intimate on occasion, “Eww,” I murmured in disgust

“Maybe, but Maverick isn't a vampire and he picked up on the same scent. I think there's a scent every verndari has that only your mate can pick up on. For wolves, at least.” “It's not like I marked him,” he muttered. “It's not official. We don't even know for sure that he is a wolf.” Bella dialed back her enthusiasm once she saw how much the topic was bothering him. “Sorry. Maybe it's just a werewolf thing in general, I didn't mean to suggest that you'd marked him or anything.” “How would I know if I had?” he asked worriedly. “Where's yours?” “Darian's is—I mean was—on the back of my left hand and Victor's is on my right.”

Hazel’s face is flushed with annoyance, but she composes herself before speaking again. “Alpha Mars, I hope we can have a moment alone to get to know each other after the ceremony. Maybe even share a dance or two?” She touches my arm again as she gives me a shy smile. She runs her long black nails over my arm in a seductive motion. Suddenly, Asher yells out. ‘MATE!’ ‘What?’ I groan. Asher purrs out. ‘I think Mate is here, but it’s like mate is masked by other animal scents.’

She asked after a long pause. “A mate is more than just a romantic partner – they're a sacred bond, a lifelong companion, and an integral part of one's very existence. Isn’t just someone you love, but someone you can’t imagine living without because separation not only hurts, but kills the werewolf. They're the calming presence that soothes the beast within, and the loving support that nurtures the human heart. To us, finding one's mate is considered a sacred gift, a once-in-a-lifetime chance at true love and companionship. To us, a mate is not just a partner – they're a fundamental part of one's being, a missing piece that makes the whole.”