His Mate His Girlfriend Ellis Novels & Stories

I stared at him, an unexplainable sadness stirring within me. "Then, would you be willing to become my fated mate?" I asked. He froze, surprised by my sudden question. He fell silent. I knew then that he was hesitating, struggling. He only desired to keep me as a toy, but he wasn’t willing to pay the ultimate price. "What? Not willing?" I laughed, "Your ‘love’ is worthless after all." "James, stop insulting me with your hypocrisy." I said coldly, turning to leave. "Emily!" He called out urgently, "Don’t be so unreasonable! I’ve humbled myself; what more do you want?"

he whispered with a coltish grin. Her name rolled off his tongue like a lover’s caress as he followed after the man who’d come calling, and she stared after him, hypnotized. She was roused from her trance by the guests’ applause, and Taylor scampered to grab her hand almost immediately. “Oh my God!” Taylor whispered in delight. “He’s so unreal, who is he? Dish.” He was her mate. “I have no idea.” Elyssa took Taylor by the hand and led her away from the prying eyes of the guests, who were now returning to the floor. Though she had looked forward to meeting her mate for a long time, it was such an inconvenient moment.

“So you’re telling me there’s nothing there?” “Like I said, it’s complicated,” I repeated, taking a long sip of my drink when the bartender placed it in front of me. “Neither of us is really looking for that kind of relationship right now. And then there’s his ex.” She gave me a knowing look. “You mean the fact that he’s still technically mated to her.” I cocked my head a little, saying nothing, but I didn’t need to. Elise was smart—too smart for her own good sometimes. And she had found her mate, after all, so she knew all about how intense those feelings could be.

I lied, just to burst her bubble and watch her face twist in annoyance. Just then, as if he could sense the tension, Aaron walked up, saying, "Bella, you forgot your phone." I turned to him, noticing the look of shock on his face as he took in Jessi and my mom. He stood there holding my phone, staring at Jessi like she was a puzzle he couldn’t solve. I quickly snatched the phone from his hand, making his attention shift to me. With a confident grip, I held his hand tightly and declared, "Mom, Jessi, meet my mate, Aaron."

**** "Elise has nothing to do with this, I'm talking about your mate, Lady Diana." He said. "Diana?" He repeated. "Who the fu*k is she?" He asked. "She is your mate, the very one you marked." "What the fuck are you talking about? Elise is my true mate, I have lived with her for so many years. Our marriage is in two days time, so whoever it is you are talking about, I'm sorry, she has nothing to do with me."

ROSE Rum told Ellis that he and I are mates—soulmates, in the human world. Since Elena referred to Ellis as her mate, and I thought they’re married, maybe mates carry the essence of a married couple. Together for eternity that sort of thing. But Rum didn’t refer to mates like that. Is he really ashamed of me? But all those things he said, the sweet stuff he whispered in my ear while holding me, making love to me, they all told me that he cares for me—that he loves me—that he wants me to be his other half.

he picked up, and I sighed. “Man, Elisa… I…” I said; “What? You are not making any sense?” Adam sounded more awake now. “Elisa is my mate, and… she is in the hospital,” I said, and he gasped. “Fuck, what happened to her?” Now I could clearly hear that Adam was out of bed and ready to head this way. “I marked her,” I said, and the line went dead… quiet. One breath, two breaths, three breaths… and then Adam sighed.

Ellie sobbed as she backed into the room, and collapsed in a heap on the couch. "Ellie, you're my mate," Jake said softly. "I can't have a mate," Ellie said in desperation, tears streaming down her cheeks, denial clouding her voice. "Yes, you can. You're mine. You are my mate." Jake confirmed. "You're mated to Hannah. You can't put her through another match. That's not how this works. You don't get to throw away your girlfriend because you think you found a mate. You're not even sure," Ellie contradicted him as sobs racked her small frame.

How long would it be her mother protecting her? Celia stared at Marcel. “This bond will not break,” she said, “so I hope you’ll enjoy being as alone as I’ll be.” Marcel stared at her in surprise, then he chuckled. “There is nothing that can’t be destroyed. You’ll learn that.” He turned around. “Can you imagine this, Darius? An Omega, as my mate?! Isn’t it laughable?!” Darius’ gaze turned from Marcel to where Jon was on the ground, holding Indra in his arms, glaring daggers.

“Please don’t compare me to your criminal billionaire collection.” Emily burst into laughter. “You’re right. You’re nothing like them.” The warmth in her voice softened something in Damien’s expression. Emily slid off the stool after another few bites before walking around the island toward him. She stopped directly in front of him, her fingers lightly gripping the front of his apron before she rose onto her toes and kissed him softly. Damien kissed her back immediately. The mate bond responded almost instantly again. Warmth spread through Emily’s body while Damien’s hands settled naturally against her waist, pulling her closer until she was pressed fully against him.