My Cruel Mate Novels & Stories

Jake mused. “I think he’s just a glutton for punishment at this point.” I heard Kami snicker. “Do… do we help him? Do we just watch?” Cedric was unsure how to react. I was the Luna, but Mat was his mate and he was watching me torture his mate. Mat was starting to squirm in earnest, trying to get me off of him, but I easily kept him pinned, tap, tap, tapping away, “Say Uncle!” “I…” he grunted, trying to buck me off, “Will never…” he rolled his hips trying to throw me off balance, “say it!”

I heard Cristina’s voice and she came from inside. “Andrea.” she became happy seeing me. She came and hug me tightly. “where were you all these years? I missed you.” She said. “I miss you too,” I said, and tear roll down my eyes. “Did you meet Rick? He is my mate.” She said happily. But I remain silent. I could say from her face how happy she is having her mate. But his mate was such a bustard. He was planning to kill her and mate with me.

Cruella said, biting her lower lip. “And what's more shocking than you being a royal?” Carly asked, raising a brow at her. “I also happen to have three mates. Jason, Kyle, and Sebastian, all three of them are my mate.” Cruella replied, and Carly's jaw dropped.

Growling. "Are you crazy Edward, you could have killed a pack member!" Jamal shouted, coming to inspect me. "She hurt my mate, her Luna" He roared and everything in the room quietened. What did he mean by that? I felt like my whole world came to an end "Your mate?" Breathed Jamal, shocked. "Caliana is your mate?" I cried through my pain. It can't, a woman took him from me once and I wasn't going to let history repeat itself. Is she his real mate or a chosen one like before? I thought before darkness enveloped me.

Rachel was still staring at Brandon with a disappointed look. "You're evil! You made me suffer like this, Brandon! You're a cruel Alpha!" Rachel cursed. "That's enough, Rachel! I may have broken your heart, but please come back to my pack, because you're in danger and I can't let my mate be in danger." Brandon planned to take Rachel back and claim her as his soulmate. "To hell with all that! I'm not going back to that pack and all that stuff about you that I hate so much, Brandon! Get out of my life and leave us alone."

I screamed as I backed away bringing my legs up to my chest and wrapping my arms around them. “I’m your fucking Mate, and I want to punish you for letting another male take what is mine.” He leaned down his dark brown eyes flickering back and forth to black. I let out a scream before I yelled again, “I don’t have a mate, where am I? Someone help me!”

But all was in vain as he tightened his clutches even more and bit out menacingly, “Make no mistakes, Little Princess, and snap out of any delusion you might be in because…” A chill ran down my spine as he paused. My eyes traveled up to his face and a tremor coursed through me as I looked into the dark pits of his eyes, “Even though I can’t hurt you physically because you are my mate,” he spat out the word ‘mate’ like it was a fatal poison on his tongue.

LAUREN'S POV "I will not deny the fact that I am a cruel person, but I am only cruel to my enemies," my mate said as he addressed the pack members. His voice was deep and firm, reflecting the strength of his leadership. I admired him for his unwavering determination to protect our pack, even if it meant being ruthless towards those who posed a threat.

He says quietly and I shake my head. "I don't need anyone to make me happy. And I don't need the stress of loving someone, only for them to be stolen from me by a monster. Either killed or worse, claimed as a mate by some female who thinks she can take him against his will just because he smells good." The thought makes me sick. Who knows if that whole mate bull shit is even real. They could just think a human is attractive and use that as an excuse to kidnap them and keep them hostage.

she said, her tone transforming into that of a childlike, laced with emotional blackmail. Her drastic change in tone made me chuckle again. It wasn't the first time; she wouldn't stop talking about it. After my chuckle had boiled down, I answered calmly, "I have a mate already, and you know that." My words were wrapped with chuckles. She shook her head fervently at my words, "No, no." Her voice came almost immediately, "You don't have a mate. You can't call Lena your mate. That lady is ruthless, heartless, and vile," she said with a firm voice, her voice wrapped with determination.