Mata Lentik Novels & Stories

Cassian said. "If you leave," Torin muttered. "Torin." "What?" I ignored him. Then Gideon and Lena stepped properly into Caine. I finally got a good look at them. Lena was unmistakably Mara's mother. Long black hair, although silver threaded through it now. High cheekbones. Dark eyes. The same sharp structure around her mouth. And strangely, she reminded me of Maeve too. Not because blood connected them. It didn't. But there were similarities anyway. Black hair. Dark eyes. Certain expressions Maeve must have learned from living beneath the same roof for years. A cruel coincidence.

“I was not feeling too well, I needed my space” “What space is greater than the company of your mate?” Mother said I shrugged uncomfortably at the mention of the title mate. When I heard people call her my Luna, I could bear it because a Luna’s duty was mainly for the pack. But the title ‘mate’ irked me greatly, because if she was my mate, her duty is of great extent to me and I am equally expected to love her. To make matters worse, we would have to be lovers who would be intimate on occasion, “Eww,” I murmured in disgust

The second our palms meet, it’s like touching a live wire. A jolt of pure, electric heat shoots up my arm and slams straight into my chest. My breath hitches. His fingers tighten, pulling me a bit closer. His eyes darken until the blue is almost gone, his pupils blowing wide. It’s the mate bond. Primal, terrifying, and unmistakable. My body reacts before I can stop it—a surge of protective, maternal grief for the baby from my past life mixes with the sudden, violent want for the man standing in front of me.

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she continued. Miss Mata stands fiercely, ready to fight. Angrily stared at the dark tornado. “She is a Kala witch. Jheval, a soul thief and an eye eater. I cannot defeat her, she took my eyes before that’s how I died a century ago.” She says and Mike placed Helena’s puppies into their basket. “So, how old are you this year?” Rasmiah says which made Miss Mata groans and rolls her brown eyes.

My name is Erica Mareen, I was born into the moonwalk pack. I am the only child of my parents, the alpha and the Luna of this pack. I grew up not knowing who my mother was because according to my father she lost her life trying to give birth to me as a pup. My father has been really sad after losing my mom, it shows on his face all the time. Losing a mate can be very drastic and it takes only the strongest wolves to overcome such tragedy.

Nero is confused but obviously he doesn’t want to be disrespectful so he quickly goes after him. “Yes, my name is Nero.” He coughs half-heartedly as he catches up. “Let me tell you a story.” The Alpha starts as they are walking along a path at the back of the house. “When I lost my Wife, the Luna of this pack, Vida was still very young. She had an amulet, that was made specially for her. Three feathers of a Phoenix. Each feather had a meaning to it. Courage, Loyalty and Bravery. I instructed that the amulet was made into a medallion for Vida to guide her through her life. Always telling her to keep it close to her heart. When she was about five years old she had given it away. She told me it

I spluttered. He picked up a stone and threw it into the lake, watching it bounce. "You don't think I know that? I've waited since I was eighteen to find her." He chuckled humorlessly, "It's been seven years. Favi and Josh found out they were mates the second she turned eighteen and Belinda and Luke met and mated two years after Belinda had turned eighteen. I've waited seven years for my mate and yet...nothing." I could feel my head spinning. I didn't know Jayson had wanted to find his mate so desperately. Anxious, I subconsciously fiddled with my mother's necklace.

Mia: The two days before the mating ceremony came so fast and it hurt to know that my time with him was gradually coming to an end. Looking at myself in the mirror dressed in a pretty white lace dress with a tulle skirt that covered my legs, and a crown of flowers resting on my hair, I looked so beautiful but the sadness was there in the depth of my eyes.

“Three times? Why don’t you want to go?” “Lera was too lazy, and they only wanted someone from our infirmary. We have a bit of a reputation in the world of magic with the uppers. Want someone miraculously healed? You come here”, I explained, leaning my back against the tree. Mateo was a genius for this hammock thing. “That’s why so many warriors come and go”, I ended. Elara gave me a skeptical look, one of those where she tilted her head slightly like a cat hearing a suspicious sound.