My Irreplaceable Mate Novels & Stories

I had no right to be happy, I had just lost my dad, my friend, raven was left in a critical condition, two men who weren't my mate were already lusting after me and worse of all, it seemed like my said mate had no interest in me. Well it didn't matter because I didn't have any interest in him. I couldn't deny the fact that he was handsome, nor could I deny the fact that he gave me a little time to spend with my dear friend. But all those didn't catch my fancy towards him. I had always imagined myself meeting my mate in a more romantic scene. Where we both went for a forest run and our scent called out to each other. Where we would see each other and tell Mate, taking in our scent like our li

he says which makes me freeze, that's the first time he's said that since we found out we're mates, for some reason it sounds so different to how it used to. It made me start to think how far we've actually come as mates, I've been so focused on other things that I haven't actually thought about us. When I first found out I was mated to Ryan, I didn't know if I'd ever be able to fully accept it and I thought it would be weird, but I couldn't have been more wrong. I want to spend the rest of my life with him as his mate, which meant I had to do something. "Mark me," I say, which makes him quickly move to look at my face shocked.

He felt like he should wear the deep, dark messy evidence like the Scarlet letter used in old days to single out the sins of the bearer. With not even a single photograph of her to remind Haldir of the love of his life, his soul’s mate, this was the last thing of her that remained, and he couldn't bear to see the last precious drops of her running down the drain like Morana's existence meant nothing at all to the world.

"You're—you're my mate. But you—you were mated before. To Amber Rose. How—how is this possible?" "Second chance mate," Mom said softly. "They're rare but—but real. The Moon Goddess sometimes gives second chance. When first mate dies. When—when there's unfinished life to live. Marcus, this is—this is real. Maryann is your second chance." "I don't want second chance," I said. Voice harsher than intended. "I want—I want Amber. I want my first mate who—who gave me Lily. Who died too young. Who—who should still be here instead of—instead of me smelling mate bond with someone else."

I looked at my mate with love and appreciation. “Of course, we would never treat him like a rat lab!” Iris said, appalled, “He is part of our family, and if at any point something like that must happen, I would rather not have the serum,” she said, and Asteria nodded. I was sure that she would hold to her word. Iris and Matei D´Angelo were two of the most trustworthy people in every realm. “Alright, we are in,” I smirked, and Iris reached out to my mate.

"Can you please stop telling me about Amarantha? You're only complicating things. She's already dead, alright? Stop blaming me!" "No, Iram. It is only right to blame you. So that death would be painful for us when we meet the Moon Goddess in her final judgment. Always remember what I tell you. You don't have the right to forgetting Amarantha. For us, she is our one and only mate. She won't be replaced by anyone, not even that new human mate nor that Annie Thompson!" he uttered. "You can't forget her. She is your pain and your strength. Always remember that..." *****

"Since you can not get a mate, we found a fake mate for you and you have no choice but to accept" " A... A fake mate?!"

Moreover, I’d dropped my phone in his room. Breathing was a becoming a little difficult, so I had my pump close to me, just in case I needed it. Trisha. That was her name. The name of the girl he couldn’t forget. I could understand what it felt like to lose one’s mate. I didn’t know what I’d do if anything fatal should happen to Baron, regardless of his attitude, the mate bond was that strong. But did it mean I wasn’t enough? And that when he’d said second chance mate, I was just replacement for the real girl he wanted?

after series of unedited sex. I was aware I told him I'd patiently wait for him, until he was sure he was ready to forget every painful past besetting him. Perhaps, he still had a thing for Iris, that, I doubted with certainty. Marking my mate had never felt so powerful. If that's the only thing I'd do before I die, so be it. Iris cannot have a head ahead me on this too. "Oh, you have a mate!" Iris said it to scorn me, off course. The jab landed just right in the middle of my heart. She glanced at Ludovic to share the joke. "Monica has a mate! Can you believe that?!"

Jane looked at me with a question in her eyes and waited for me to continue. “Beatrice is my mate. In the olden days we used to call it Our Beloved. Our one true love. Our kind are lucky enough to have this one positive thing in our lives but most of us will never find their mate. Our mates are our perfect counterpart. For us, other than feeding, the single greatest need is to find our mate. The mate bond is irresistible and lasts for a lifetime. Our emotions are heightened and we are a possessive, jealous and aggressive kind. Pair that with finding the most invaluable treasure there is. It's extremely difficult to be parted from Our Beloved once we find them. We easily kill for them. Tris i