How come i got a playboy for a mate? Novels & Stories

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.”

As they walked away, she turned to the lady in curiosity and questioned, “Why does the Alpha only have concubines? Why does he not have a Luna or even a Consort?” Lily giggled as she tried her best to act like she was not in pain. “Because there is a rumor going around. It is not just any rumor, but it is the truth that the Alpha has been unable to find his mate. He has been unable to find her for years,” Lily muttered. And that was when Athena realized something. She could use Raphael's secrets against him.

I heard he used to be a bad party boy but he changed so much after finding his mate. Something stirs in my heart when I think of mates. Why does Ebony come to mind? I'm not supposed to know until I'm eighteen but why do I feel so sure? I know better than to ask about it since Ebony is just a girl in my dreams. She can't possibly be real!

his lips slowly aimed for mine and my heartbeat increased in anticipation. Until something snapped inside me and I forced myself out of his grip. “I can't be your lover. Don't you get it?!” I yelled, putting a good and healthy amount of distance between us. Steadying my racing heart and hoping he can't smell my arousal. “Why not?” I scoffed at how ridiculous that question was. “I have a mate.” “What mate? The one cheating on you? The one fucking your sister, that mate?” “He promised to end it…”

“What do you mean he’s my mate?” Everly asked her mother. Everyone kept telling her that Slate was her mate, like he was carrying a sign that said, “Everly and I are meant to be together forever,” and she was the only one in the universe that couldn’t see it.

That he is my mate and if there is one thing that I want from him, then it's him and nothing else. "I want to get to know you, mate." That was my only response. "O-Okay." My mate replied and I can't help but curse myself inside my mind. Fuck! Why am I not good at expressing my feelings?

“You've engaged this boy in sexual activities?” “Yes.” “How did you feel after?” “Sated. Though it's very hard to believe but it's true-” She frowned, “It's not hard to believe. It's called a mate.” “You're kidding,” I chuckled hoping the joke would pass but it didn't. “What?”

My heart hummed in my chest as if my life depended on it as I turned around I heard a feminine voice "mate" Carly boomed after the Male, and realization hit me like a brick, 'oh his Carly's mate' I huffed a happy sigh, as I turned around I saw the most PG 18 makeout section I've ever seen,

I was so grateful to have Zayn as my mate, and I definitely would not have it any other way. Unknown POV “Did it work...?”

Sunday reacted, couldn't find any words to say. "But it's okay. Nothing stays in this world like you want it to be." Sunday did not get to react immediately. She didn't know he is this broken. She never thought of him like that. He is too way playful to predict. "There's nothing more interesting about my life. You, can I ask where you are staying?" Matteo asked back with a small grin plastered on his lips. ... that is how she knew him, a naughty playboy. "Pervert," she jokingly rolled her eyes.