My Cruel Mate Novels & Stories

"I, Elena of the Silvermoon pack, reject you, Damon of the Blackwood pack, as my mate." My words echoed in the night air, spoken with unshakable finality. "From this moment on, there is nothing between us." The second the words left my mouth, an invisible force snapped in the air. The mate bond shattered. "AGHHH!" A beast-like scream tore from Damon's throat. He clutched his chest, curling into a ball on the ground, convulsing in agony. A pain like my soul being ripped in two tore through me. But I stood tall and refused to give him the satisfaction of a single sound.

“N…no… please… don’t hurt me,” she whispered shakily as big fat tears poured out of her eyes and her chin quivered in fear. “I don’t have a choice,” his voice was gruff and it sliced right through her heart. He was her mate. How could he hurt her like that without any remorse? “How c…can you hurt your m…mate?” She whispered in a broken shaky voice and he gnashed his molars looking away. “You’ll be fine,” he grumbled as he grabbed her knees and forced her legs open.

My god! Before I say anything he growled and mumbled, "Mate". I smiled at him. Suddenly, his golden eyes disappeared, and he gave me dead glares by scanning me from top to toe. I gulped and licked my dry lips. He scoffed and voiced, "My mate is a whore." By hearing me my heart strung with unbearable pain. My tears began to form in my eyes to roll down. He huffed and said, "Stop your drama I never in my dream that I would meet my mate in a place like this. I don't want a mate like you. I " Before he continue his painful rejection, we both flinched with a loud roaring growl. When I turned to another side of the door I came in here,

I shake my head, “Never mind.” I probably seem like a dummy to him. “I really am sorry, Minerva.” “Yeah, I get it. Your cellmate is probably cucu in the head,” I laugh, “No offense.” “None taken, but that’s not what I meant,” He says, “Being rejected must suck.” “I would love to embrace rejection and this isn’t it. It’s torture,” I grimace as I crawl closer to the silver bars and rest my back on the wall. “Careful there, don’t want the King to be mad when he finds out his mate is handicapped.”

the sarcasm laced in his voice seeped into me like a slow, deadly poison. Suddenly, his cold hand gripped my chin and made me look up at him. The way his eyes oozed hatred and malice, crushed my insides, “Let me be clear. I don’t do ‘mates’, choco pie. What I do is torture people until their souls cry for death. You are nothing to me more than a fucking trophy to earn and now that I know I am your mate, the process to get you kneeling for me only got easier.”

That pride though was shattered seeing how meaningless her accomplishments were in front of such might. When she reviewed the previous scenes in her mind she could only find one word to describe them. 'Cruel.' She thought. 'The world is incredibly cruel.' She was calm when he understood the situation in the valley. 'The King forces the snakes in its pack to eat each other and it waits until a rank 4 is born between them. Then it eats it to become stronger and repeats the cycle. I believe that with the concentration of "Breath" in that area and with the forced cannibalism he manages to create one every few decades.'

I slumped down on the floor crying my heart out, I kept crying and crying as fresh tears spilled from my eyes. I couldn't believe my mate would be this cruel to me, I don't know what I did to deserve this. I couldn't believe he was kissing someone else while I was his mate I tried to calm myself by breathing deep, inhaling and exhaling slowly, I could not understand why this had happened to me. It seemed like life was unnecessarily unfair to me, I thought a mate was supposed to love their mate. Yet he was so cruel to me, he hated me so much and never failed to show it.

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

“Are you trying to play nice? This new character of yours doesn’t fit you, King. I’m not used to it.” “What! Why are you that cruel?” he questions. “Is it that hard to give me a second chance, mate? Why are you doing this? Why are you being that cruel to your mate?” “Cruel? Do you think I’m cruel?” I mutter. “The last time I checked, we rejected each other. I don’t know why you are clinging onto me! I don’t know what you need. We are no longer mates. Imprint that into your brain.”

“What do you mean? Are you sure you know what you are doing? He probably wasn't my mate the first time and you blurted out nonsense.’’ I fired at her. “He rejected us Evelyn, the mate bond has been crushed.’’ she clarified and I breathed out in realization. My heart throbbed in pain as I thought of what my fate would turn out to be. “So who is my mate now?’’ I asked but Blair remained quiet. ‘’Blair!!’’ I screamed in my head and I think she snapped. “I don't know yet, I can't tell.’’ Her low voice came and I knew she's sad but I care less right now. Why am I so worthless? Why does everyone I came around always despise me? I have the worst fate ever. Everyone is always cruel to me and now eve