Jodoh Si Mata Keranjang Novels & Stories

His garden. “Ask me anything, J. Ask me all your questions and I promise I'll answer them all,” he said and I sighed. Are you sure you can respond to all my questions, Mr. Lance? Because right now, I feel not all can be answered. “Whose a mate? I recall Jonathan calling me your mate. What does that mean?” He turned to me and gave me that smile that caused my heart to leap. He began, “A mate is someone destined for you by the moon goddess. She—”

Lisa went closer to Mason and said "Don't you know that mate stay with each other.............my mate!" Oh my god! what the fudge? Mason and Lisa are mate! This is going to be a hell gif of a ride.

I stood there thinking, what could I ask of him that would give me peace. Being in the same room with him drove me mad, but not wasting another second, I walked towards him, “my debt is to be paid by me wearing my fated mate's mark, not yours. She is a peace offering to you for that reason, Irvan. Do we have a deal?” He leaned in to embrace me in a hug, then whispered, “The feelings I give you replace them with the feelings you have of your imagination to your destined mate. They should be joyful, sexual, and filled in desire, like enjoying a good peanut sandwich,” he expresses.

“Jace, I thought we were friends!” He rolls his eyes, and I sigh. “Fine, fine!” I walk over to the matchmaker’s table, trying to compose myself. I have no idea what to expect, but I can’t let my nerves get the better of me. I owe it to myself to give this a shot. After all, how else will I ever find my true mate? The matchmaker hands me a stack of photos, each one featuring a different man. As I flip through them, I can feel Jace’s eyes boring into me. It’s like he’s trying to read my mind, trying to figure out what I’m thinking.

Elrond was quiet and I don't know what that is. "I believe the ritual performed by mates to keep themselves bound together in blood. If you were rejected you won't have run away. You've marked Ariadne." His gaze lingered on my nape, this circles me like a vulture and having finally pulled myself out, I pulled my hair from the tresses and used it to cover my neck.

"Oh God no I don't want to reject him I just don't think that I am what he needs. And I don't want to be a constant reminder of what my idiot cousin did to him. Also, he is much older than me so I imagine I am grossly inexperienced for him. I just don't know if I am what he should be given, especially after all he has gone through. I have heard that he prefers women and that he was going to look for a female love match once he was past the age of finding his second chance mate so I just don't know if I can make him happy. I know we will be mated but what if our bond is weak? I don't know if I could handle us having an open marriage or whatever the equivalent of that is in a mated match

Kenji liked playing with him a bit. "Kenji?" She pointed at the redhead. "That's the idiot. My Mate," Nine turned to him now. She couldn't see him well, but he had a sort of serious expression that seemed to clash with Ora's caring aura, still, she understood what a Mate meant. It was someone destined to the other by the Moon Goddess. Only werewolves had those. She wondered if Lior had one, and what would happen to her after he found his. She pushed the thought away.

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."

He paused gazing at the horizon. “Werebears don’t have fated mates, we choose who we want to be with, I don’t know how you feel but Nadia is your fated mate and the Moon Goddess did not make a mistake pairing you two. Give it time, give her time and everything will work out the way it is supposed to.” JP glanced at him. “When did you become so wise?” Zande chuckled. “I spend too much time with you, so your wisdom was bound to rub off on me.” they both laughed until JP’s laughter ceased and his eyes rolling back.

Today, my eighteenth birthday, was meant for my bonding with James, my fated mate. Instead, the day before, he coldly rejected me, declaring his love for another. Today was their engagement party. The bride, the Chief Elder's daughter, shimmered in an extravagant diamond gown. She was a vision of noble beauty. With the Silver Moon Pack's Alpha unexpectedly deceased, the Chief Elder held the power to appoint the successor. James, driven by ambition, chose the Alpha position over me, a lowly Omega with a sick mother and no influence.