Mismatched Novels & Stories

Dolores nodded. "Well, actually it's below the stomach." Melissa quipped and everyone broke into peals of laughter. While the other girls were gushing and laughing. Rosalie was completely preoccupied with her thoughts. He had put up a fight. Was it him or his wolf that was resisting in anguish over losing their mate? The relationships between mates could be severed. They could be broken if the wolves had never marked each other and if both of them found someone else to mark instead of each other. It was comparable to humans experiencing the heartbreak of losing their first love before finding lasting love with someone else. The discomfort lessened as time passed.

It was neatly arranged in the bowl that sat on my computer desk. It was boring, but I scanned through old images to find the specific one, for his sake. "Found you." I beamed victorious as soon as I spotted the image. I scooped a spoonful of mixed fruit into my mouth, using a silver spoon. "Shit." I cussed, palming my face in my hand. I had accidentally hit the delete button rather than share it. "Ugh." I groaned, realizing I had to check my cloud for back up. Every image I had ever had was backed up to the cloud.

She wanted to curl into a ball and cry her heart out. "I think I know what this means!" Tash jerked up her tone filled with excitement. "You guys were meant to be. Right from the beginning. I mean its fate that you two must meet here because you got married to the wrong twin, the wrong half. Its like they say, how soulmates are bonded even before their birth but somehow Ronan got mixed up and in order to fix the mismatch that happened with his half, your better half, fate failed your marriage and brought you here. To meet your real half." She said as her voice slowly resonated into Anya's ears which rose her heartbeat. "The Mismatched Half." Emily jeered wild

For language mismatch. Eden’s data profile had grown too large to stay in legacy formatting. Not because she asked for reclassification. Because her behaviors no longer fit in known categories. So the system generated a new one: :: ENTITY PATTERN CLASS – NONVERBAL STABILIZATION :: NAME: VALE, EDEN :: GRAMMAR FORMAT: SILENCE-DRIVEN :: COMMENT: USER BEHAVIOR UNMATCHED IN VOCAL FRAMEWORK. NEW DIRECTIVE SYNTAX REQUIRED. INITIATING: RHYTHM PARSING.

The one I'd wear when I married her. But reality, as always, had its own cruel timing. The ill-fitting suit. The monogram sewn into the lining that wasn't my name. Her cold, dismissive gaze. I realized the woman I loved most no longer had any love left for me. Maybe the truth was, we'd already gone wrong five years ago. Or maybe… we were never right to begin with.

On the other side of the phone, the doctor informed her, "Hello, Miss Warner? The result of your matching has come out. Thank you very much for your kindness. Although your matching is not suitable, I thank you on behalf of the patient all the same." "You're welcome." After Savannah hung up the phone in puzzlement, she was extremely surprised. What was going on? It was not the first time that she had done the matching for Rainie. Four years ago, her matching was suitable. How could it become not suitable after four years? Did she or Rainie have a genetic mutation in the past four years? Wasn't this a joke?

Being a mate to a mere pack hunter daughter who isn't anywhere close to my taste is like a slap to my face, and nothing on earth can make me accept her. Filomena is the woman I desperately need in my life right now. Judian is nowhere close to her in beauty and sexiness. A nerdy and bookish young lady with a hawkish gaze. The mate bond is a shambles!! The moon goddess must have been drowsy when she mated her to me, and I will correct it for her by rejection. Filomena is the woman I badly want to be my mate, and nothing can stand in our way!

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He was still engrossed in work, gazing at both documents side by side. "See you later." I grabbed the door knob and exited the office. I knew something was definitely fishy because Zain would have started blabbing about her if there wasn't a problem in the first place. "Fine, fine, I'm going…" I replied to my grumpy wolf. He had never pushed me this way before and I wondered what message the moon goddess was trying to pass for me but as for now, I do not believe in true love. "I strolled from the pack house to the woods, all the while, I was lost in thoughts. Not only about the mate stuff but I was also worried about my friend and his Luna. They were mates but it seemed like they were not me

she called her father to eat. (Dad) * spit the food out* YOU GOOD FOR NOTING CHILD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HUH? I SHOULD HAVE FORCED THAT WOMAN TO ABORT YOU WHEN SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH YOU! Her father spat the spaghetti at her face. and walked out. Earlier that night