Novelas y relatos de His Mate

He’ll love me for who I am, no matter what because that is what a mate does. Your mate is your partner in all things. They are your confidant, your companion, your strength, your light in the dark, your love, your lover, your friend, and your cheerleader. They are your other half in all ways. Where you are weak they are strong. They are you home when you’re lost. They are you calm in your storm. They are your everything.

A lot of girl told me they want the kind of my relationship and I just smiled not knowing how to advise them. " It was your fault. She died" I was tired of hearing it. I was fed up of taking the blame for a death I have no hand in. " I didn't kill your mother" I shouted at him. " My mother? Not my mother, my mate" he said. I was confused, what did he know about mate? " Mate??" I exclaimed " Yes. Mate, my vampire mate" It hit me like lightening. I was getting the surprise of my life. He had a mate, but if he did then why have me around. I felt like I was in a roller coaster.

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 do I explain this to him? He blinked, wondering what new context he was about to get. ^^Do you know who a mate is? A mate is a partner you have bonded with and sworn your whole life too. It's the person you share a bond that must never be broken with.** His head tilted, pretty sure that wasn't the context Aaron had given him. "I don't... are you sure?" His question made Kyle raise a brow before he let out a silent chuckle. ^^Yes, I'm sure.^^

“You sound just like me when I was your age. But the truth is, Liam, you can’t run from who you are.” I set my glass down a little too hard, the sound echoing through the study. “So, what exactly is a mate? And how will I know when I find mine?” A knowing look crossed his face. “A mate is more than just a partner. It’s a bond. The one person that transcends logic and reason. It’s instinct, fate, and desire all wrapped into one. When you find her, you’ll know. Your wolf will know. Your wolf will be overprotective.”

"You smell like mine." "Yours?" The word came out breathless. "What do you mean?" He pulled back just enough to look into my eyes, something dark and possessive in his gaze. "You're my mate, little one." The world tilted for the second time today. "But... Rolex..." "Is also your mate." His thumb traced my bottom lip. "Just like me, Nathan and Sean.” My mind spun. Four mates? Was that even possible? "I don't understand."

He came over and placed a worried hand on my shoulder. “Are you good? You've been zoned out all night? Yeesh never took you to be the type to be whipped.” “I'm not whipped,” I denied immediately. “No woman could ever have me wrapped around their finger, I'd say it's the other way around.” “I see.” My friend settled back without a word for a second, twisting his lips with devious curiosity.”But doesn't it get boring though? Same woman? Same routine? I mean I might be able to stand it for a couple of weeks but not as long as you have. I'm kind of hoping that I'll never find my mate.”

Eric heaved, his eyes locked into mine, "Jessy, stop calling me your mate. Because my mate is right beside me. Bruna is my mate!" WHAT?! My eyes went wide and my jaw dropped. He was sniffing at my scent. How the fuck was this possible? Did I hear him correctly? He just called me his fucking MATE!!

I could feel my heart sink as she spoke, a heaviness settling in my gut that was impossible to ignore. "Mates," she said, the word hanging in the air like a delicate thread, "means two people the gods themselves have deemed to be perfect for one another, two souls intertwined in a way that transcends mortal understanding. It's a connection that is said to be forged in the heavens, an unbreakable bond that pulls these two individuals together across time and space, across lifetimes. It’s a love that is supposed to be pure, untainted by the world's harsh realities. But that’s the thing—love is never that simple, and neither is the idea of a mate."

I would be so happy to take her up to my parents and present her as my mate. "So what will you do? Are you going to reject her?" Chris questioned. "Hell no. I'm not going to reject my mate. I'll have to find a way around this." I mumbled and poured another drink for myself. "But to protect her, I won't let her know. I'll go home and pretend as though she is nothing to me." I stated flatly at the same time, chuckling sadly, knowing fully well that I couldn't do that. There was no way I would pretend that she's nothing to me. Not when the freaking mate bond had already kicked in. The taste of her lips last night had left me longing for more.