Mate With You Novels & Stories

“When's the party again?” From my peripheral vision, I see her glance at her watch. “We have four hours left and you know that Matt won't wait for us.” Matt is Maya's elder brother and my childhood crush. Over the years, I thought that he was my mate because anytime he was close to me, my stomach fluttered and I got heart palpitations, until he found his mate last year. I was really heartbroken. He's the reserved type as opposed to my best friend. Where Maya is the flame, Matt is the water that quenches it.

I was her mate. ********************************

She felt so angry. Cory’s deep blue eyes went dark, “Even if she disagreed, you are still my mate, L. Forget about the rejection. Whether you accept or not, I will never allow you to have a second chance mate.”

this seemed to have caught his attention as I saw his hands stop moving on the keyboard. His eyes flickered to mine again, and he stretched his limbs out. “Fine. Ask away,” “I’ve been so interested in the mate thingy. How does it work exactly? I know it’s a soulmate thing, but I need more explanation on it,” I sat on the chair, leaning my hands and my chin on the backrest. “Well, like I had explained earlier, and like what’s you said, mates are coined from soulmates. To know if you’re mated is like a pull to your significant other. It’s an indescribable feeling and there’s no way to miss it,”

Making our wolves say the one thing we both have been waiting for "MATE"

I said. “Mate? What does that mean?” She said, a blush creeping onto her face like she knows. I didn’t make a face but I feel like she knows more than she is letting on. “When the Moon Goddess makes the perfect pairing between two of her creations, it is called a mated pair. They are then put on this earth with half of their heart and soul in another person's body. It’s basically a real deal soulmate. Once a wolf finds their mate, they actually uhm.. ‘Mate’.. And then mark each other to solidify their bond and most of the time they stay together. Forever. ” I said. “And you are mine..” I growled slightly.

This should prove who I choose. My mate.

Erdem POV: Self-control, noun, the ability to control oneself, in particular one’s emotions and desires, especially in difficult situations. I was taught the art of self-control from a young age, but I let go every bit of control to sooth my desire. It wasn’t any particular difficult situation I believe, even though the memory is hazy, but I remember the desire that scorched me alive from inside and out. And while I was drunk out of my mind, something that never had happened before, I surrendered to the scorching desire and took her. Name? I don’t know. Face? I don’t remember. And I intend on never remembering either. For the very next day my moon-blessed graced my land. And I couldn’t have

But as my gaze met his, a flicker of something unfamiliar passed through his eyes, almost imperceptible. "What if... what if there's another way?" I hesitated, my voice barely above a whisper. Alec raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. "Speak, little pup. Enlighten me." I took a deep breath, gathering my courage. "What if I told you that there's more to me than you realize? That finding my mate could change everything, for both of us?" He leaned closer, his voice laced with skepticism. "Do you take me for a fool, Sasha? The myth of fated mates is nothing more than a fairy tale."

The unfair little mate bond pulls us closer. Wanting to comfort each other. Max purred, unable to resist, and I released my pheromone. It urges us even more and my hands travel to his pants. “Are you sure?” He looks me in the eye. I rip his pants off, not in the mood to talk. “Clarissa” “Let’s just give the mate bond what it wants” I moaned out, my pussy soaking wet. He smashed his lips onto mine, the passion burning bright.