His heavenly mate Novels & Stories

He smirks at me as he says it again. “You insolent dummy, you can’t even do something right,” he says, scoffing as I hear a familiar female voice. “Good morning, sweetie,” she says lovingly. I lift my head to see him and his mate locking lips and kissing each other. They are kissing in front of all the members. How I wish I could find my mate as well. I will be the happiest girl on earth. (Ava’s inner thinking). (Mate.) (A mate is a person given to you by the moon goddess. Your true match and the person you are destined to be with forever. Your one and only true love).

As he spoke, I found myself lost staring at him. For goddess's sake, this man was just too handsome to be my mate. It felt like the moon goddess had crafted him with meticulous perfection because I'd never encountered someone as strikingly handsome as him. In that moment, I couldn't help but inwardly thank the moon goddess for granting me the privilege of having this breathtaking man as my mate.

“I’ve been with females, yes. But not a mate. You’re my first mate.” “Okay.” I said, trying to sound cool. It wasn’t working. He leaned closer. “Colton, I’m not some… I’m not a monster.” “I know.” I said, trying to be honest. “I just… I just don’t want to think about you with someone else.” “I’m not.” He said. “Not anymore. You’re my mate. Forever.” My heart skipped a beat. “Forever.” I repeated. “Forever.” He said.

His eyes clouded over. "Bella," he murmured, eyes locked on my lips. His tongue darted out quickly. He licked his lips. The atmosphere in the room was tense. My body hummed like a wanton whore. I searched for a way --any way-- to change the mood. "I thought you said I look like a zombie and zombies don't turn you on," I whispered. "No matter how you look, Bella, you will always be the sexiest, most beautiful woman in the world to me," he said seriously. "You're my mate."

Then he heard a voice on his head "Mate" "Mate" "Mate" He looked shocked with different emotions running through him. A mate, For him. "What the fuck are you doing goddess" He whispered, still looking at the beautiful human, it was no doubt it was a human, even without seeing her face, he still called her beautiful, was these the mate bond already.

she smiled as Whytt had a look of hope light up his face. "Jose? Can I call you that?" "Yes, you can." her eyes flashed red again "Jose you said she is happy with her mate, what is a mate?" "Right, in our world we have what is called a soul-mate. It is the one person that is made just for us, they complete us. If we can find our mate they make us the happiest we could ever be. That's what Seraphina and my brother Dominic are, they are mates, they complete each other. Don't get me wrong it can take a bit of work, some mates hate each other when they first meet but once they spend some time together and get to know each other. The mate bond gets stronger and pulls them together where they are

With determination kindled, she vowed to one day return it to him, when the opportune moment would grace their paths once more. Her father, sensing her turmoil, offers a reassuring perspective. "If he let you have it, it means he trusts and cares about you a lot." Astrid seizes the moment to seek clarity, her curiosity unabated. "May I ask, Dad, what does 'mate' mean?" Her father's gaze softens as he explains, "In the realm of the supernatural, a mate is a werewolf's beloved spouse, handpicked by the kind-hearted moon goddess herself as their everlasting soulmate."

“It’s beautiful! Though I immediately felt something about you too when I saw you.” “Lust?” I giggled. “Nooo, absolutely not that, though your bare chest body was tempting.” Ethan laughed to hear my comment. “So, what was it?” “I can’t explain it well, but as if I had known you for so long, I felt something so strong about you that I can’t explain.” “Yes, the mate bond.” “Mate bond? What is it?” “In my world, my Deity, the Highest One, matched us with our mates through the mate bond. Therefore, we can feel a strong tug in our hearts when we meet the one for us.”

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.

And once he understood that she was the heart of their connection, he mirrored that love in every action. The night held a delicate beauty, filled with promise and tranquility. A soft breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying the perfume of wildflowers and fresh earth. Liam took another deep breath, a wave of anticipation rising within him, knowing that this night would shape their futures. He was determined to stand by Niylah’s side, supporting her as she embraced her new role, proud to call her his mate.