His Golden Mate Novels & Stories

His nostrils flare, pupils blown wide, just a small ring of amber left, the gold embers catching the light. “The bond,” he murmurs, more to himself. “What’s a bond?” I snap, my frustration boiling over. “What the fuck is going on?” He moves toward me, the air shifts to accommodate him. “Mates. It means we’re mates. My wolf recognises you, as mine.” I blink at him, the word sinking into me a stone in deep water. “Mates? Like soulmates?” “No, not human bullshit,” he says, his voice rougher now, struggling to keep it together. “Real, destined to find each other, so rare not much is known about them.”

What the hell is a mate, I all but scream at him. Julius says, please try to calm down, I will tell you everything and answer all of your questions, little mate. Don't call me that and damn right you will, I say a little too snappy while giving him, Lola and Travis the death glare. Okay, Star, a mate is someone that the goddess above hand-picks for each supernatural being. It’s their other half, the one makes them complete. Even better, a friend you can count on for the rest of your life that has your back regardless of what, and most importantly. A person to love and cherish unconditionally while growing old together. That's why I felt a weird connection with you the first time we met and e

His golden hair and warm hazel gaze was a sharp contrast to his brother’s demeanor. They stopped halfway down the stairs as I locked gaze with the first. Time came to a halt. Snap. Again. No. Not possible. My wolf let out a cry of recognition. Another mate? The bond pulsed underneath my skin. It was fierce and undeniable. My heart slammed against my chest furiously as my eyes drifted to the third figure, the one with the golden smile. And as soon as our eyes met, the bond snapped into place. My knees nearly buckled. Three mates!

"Mate." ** I could tell that he felt it too. Whoever, he was. How surprising that I would meet my mate in such circumstances? "Are we...?" I asked, trailing the last word. He dropped the jug. "I guess we are." The men were still arguing about who was going to have me for the night. Gura became distracted and I used that opportunity to follow my mate. His hair was the color of gold. "Then I think you should claim me," I told him. "Immediately."

“You are my mate. The bond has been pulling me toward you since the day you came of age. I followed it across four states to find you. Please — I’m asking you to accept me.” She took a step back. Looked at him. Looked at his face, kneeling in the grass of her dream-clearing, completely serious. “What’s a mate?” she said carefully. “Like — a partner? A… sexual partner?” Something crossed his face that might have been amusement, briefly. “A person can have many partners. They have only one mate. It’s a gift from the Goddess — the other half of your soul. There’s no substitute and no replacement. You either find them or you spend your life without them.”

There have been no other alpha save me for over a decade. “His name is Salvatore. He and his mate are the reason that you are here now. He is a gold dragon just like you” I growl as she says the words. There is no one just like me. I am happy to hear however that he is mated. “You are my favorite gold dragon by far. What I mean is that he is gold and has names on his skin much like you. He runs his own clan and also has another mate who is male. We are not the only gold dragons like we thought” she states.

I stared down at his broad shoulders filling the space between my thighs, tattoos shifting with every breath, that massive tiger on his back flexing as he leaned in. “You’re beautiful,” he rasped, voice low and reverent. “You're so fucking endowed. I could tear you apart and still not get enough. I want to live inside that sweet little tight hole forever.” His golden eyes lifted to mine, burning. “Who are you? How the hell are you my mate?” The word mate hit me like a shockwave. I didn’t know whether to cry or blush or scream. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it between my legs.

He walked to me and sat on the bed before taking my hands in his. "You're confused right?" He asked and I nodded my head. "Listen carefully. You are my mate." If he thought that was an explanation, then that didn't do much...I was still confused. "What's a mate?" I asked. "A mate is someone the moon goddess has destined for you. The person is your other half and you feel immense joy when you're with them." "So like lovers?" "Yeah. Destined lovers." He added. I didn't know what to feel about this, but I still went with the flow.

"Liam is my Mate" Her eyes widened as she gawked at Cameron. Rosa was surprised, her jaw dropped but she was quick to close her mouth. She has always suspected that the Alpha was Cameron's mate but she couldn't ask him that sort of question. Liam was not friendly and would punish if she dared question him. "What did you just say?" "Liam is my mate"

"We will just escort this rascal and the party can resume." My eyes were glued on my mate, charming as if he was carved by the gods and goddesses themselves. The thought the goddess had given me another chance for a mate is enough to give me a small assurance. All my life I have been surrounded by those who love me. I was never short on love, my family was my backbone and I feel like I have so much love inside me that I can love to the fullest and give my all. That's why everything went downhill the night I saw my mate mating with another, the night my mate rejected to be with me. From that day, I feared being mated and rejected if I were given another chance. The first time was enough to se