My Cruel Mate Novels & Stories

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.

Mates are supposed to be loving and caring. They are supposed to be your perfect life partner but my mate is a dark, empty, raggedly looking Alpha consumed in his own rage. Yes they aren't perfect nor was I looking for a perfect Prince charming but Kevin was far below these things. Well except his good looks of course. I massaged my chest with my right hand gently, hoping it would soothe the pain faintly blooming in my chest. It had started ever since I said those atrocious words to my mate.

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.

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.

He seems to hate what I did as his intense, angry look at me got more intense, and for a moment I was gonna run. "Don't you dare disrespect me," he ordered in a voice I almost didn't recognize. "I am your mate now, your alpha. You don't fucking point a finger at me." I just laughed at him as if he was insane. "HAH! You know what you are? You are a heartless, insufferable, selfish, prick!"

It craves something that I can’t give it, my mate's touch. Drying off, I pull on some sleep shorts up just enough to cover the goods but low enough to show off my V-shaped muscles. I don’t know why, because it’s not like I’m going to find my mate sleeping in my room. I climb into bed and lay down. I stare at the ceiling, waiting for sleep, when I feel a pain in my chest. Mate. Our mate is hurt. Dom screams in my head. What? Like dead? No. She’s in pain. Her heart is broken. Someone hurt our mate.

Matthew bit her hard on her back as he climaxed, and Brandy followed soon after. Brandy attempted to mark Matthew back, but Matthew slung her away from him. She hit the wall hard and slid down to the ground. All the pleasure she felt vanishing and replaced with pain. "But I reject you as my mate and accept you as my slave," Matthew said, his voice dripping with cruelty, his eyes gleaming with malevolence. Brandy gripped her chest as if she had been stabbed, her heart sinking as the abhorrent words formed a damning bond between the two.

Cruel— He was utterly cruel. "If you dare to speak about my mother one more time, I'll forget the fact that you are my mate and it'll not take me more than a few flying seconds to kill you right now, over here." He growled, advancing towards me with long strides. "When have you even remembered that I am your mate? Tell me when did you even consider me one?" I asked, strength coursing through my veins, my legs no longer felt weak and they were ready to walk miles all alone, "You have always treated me just the way your father has treated your mother. You are nothing but just like your damn father. Just look at yourself in the mirror for once and you'd see none but Elijah in you because that's

“The mother Luna told me I had the right to be here anytime I wanted, Afterall…we will soon be officially mates.” My jacket fell. “And I know we are supposed to wait until the marital ceremony,” Her voice dropped, fingers finding the lightly tied bow on her dress, all while holding my gaze. My blood boiled. “…I figured there’s no harm in getting familiar first. Besides, you seem so stressed and I really want to help you ease that.” Her dress fell apart, dropping to the ground, showcasing everything she had to offer. She pushed herself forward, as if she wanted to suffocate me with her breasts.

His arms came around me, pulling me into a hug. He whispered close to my ear. “Let’s not be cruel to each other, yeah? You're still my mate. And I wanna start anew with you. Let's give each other another chance. Please.” My heart clenched at his heart-shattering plea. No way is this happening to me.