Love Me Again Mate Novels & Stories

It's the feeling of betrayal, that I just can't seem to shake And everything I know tells me that I should walk away But I just want to stay And my friend said "I know you love her, but it's over, mate It doesn't matter, put the phone away It's never easy to walk away, let her go It'll be okay It's gonna hurt for a bit of time So bottoms up, let's forget tonight You'll find another and you'll be just fine Let her go" But nothing heals the past like time And they can't steal The love you're born to find But nothing heals the past like time And they can't steal The love you're born to find "I know you love her, but it's over, mate It doesn't matter, put the phone away It's never easy to walk a

A good mate. I walked up behind him and touched his arm gently. He turned to look at me, surprise in his eyes. "I love you," I said. The words came out without planning. Without thought. Just pure truth. Victor's eyes widened. "What?" "I love you," I repeated. "I know I've said it before. But I need you to hear it again. I need you to know that despite everything, despite all the pain and the mistakes and the misunderstandings, I still love you. I never stopped."

“Mate is so beautiful” His eyes suddenly snap back upwards, “I must take mate now, too slow”. Lifting me off as carefully as Kalen knows how, I find myself suddenly on all fours positioned at the edge of the bed. And take me he does. Finding his release following mine, we finally slump back into bed, an exhausted mess. Kalen kisses my temple, “I love you mate. Liam says he’s dying and needs out now”. I giggle, imagining Liam’s desperate pleas.

I felt the tears run down my face as I looked into his eye "Oh goddess no love, don't thank me for that... I'm the one that should be thanking you for loving me and giving me another chance. I thank the moon goddess everyday that you've given me another chance... Another chance to show you I love you. Because I do my love, I love you so much my sweet mate. You have given me something I've always wanted, But something I never got... You my love have shown me what it feels like to be truly loved by my mate. My last mate didn't love me, but you do, and I can feel it! I can feel how much you love me. And this is more than anything I ever could have imagined.

Damien, looking at his twin infatuated appearance, twitches his lips. It was not hard to guess what was currently going on inside this guy's head. But if he were to guess correctly. As also one of this little girl infatuated lovers. He would surely agree with it without any burden. "..." Omorfus finally did not dare to delay as he said, "Why are you still awake this hour and even driving a car? Are you currently drunk?" Omorfus finally asked, worried as he stood up again with a big movement that Khate had frowned in her sleep.

he asked, his voice steady but carrying a hint of disbelief. The question caught me off guard, and for a moment, I was at a loss for words. Love? Me? Amanda? It seemed absurd, preposterous even. But as I stood there, facing Matthew's probing gaze, I couldn't deny the turmoil churning inside me. “No,” I answered quickly, perhaps too quickly. But the words tasted bitter on my tongue, and I knew Matthew could see through it. “How can I fall in love with a lady who killed my mate? That is ridiculous. I'm only telling you to let go of her. We can’t be fucking the same lady!”

to let her go. “I, Dante Valtorin of the Moonshade Pack, reject you… Amaya Blackwood…” my voice cracked as I said the words that ripped me apart. “…As my mate.”

For all I know, she is the only person he has ever loved like this. "Laugh while you can, Logan. You are still single. When you meet that female that will make you get out of the clothes you have already put on to put on what she insists will look best on you, you will stop giving a damn. That is the power of a mate," he assures me. "First of all, I am no longer a single wolf. I found my mate and she is too stubborn to even mind what I put on," I tell him. His jaw drops to the floor. I can't help but laugh at him.

he cried out miserably. "That's all in the past," I replied. "Do you think that I'd still be willing to marry you after seeing you and my cousin having a fling together?" I sneered and added, "I already told you long ago that I don't want things that have been dirtied, and that's even more true of people!" Perry was mumbling to himself, his eyes red, "Impossible. How can you not want me? You clearly loved me so much that you even died to save me in my past life…"

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?"