Running Mates Book Novels & Stories

My nose wrinkles as I turn the page, the paper so thin it’s nearly translucent, the faint imprint of the text on the opposite side teasing my eyes. The first hundred pages discuss the purpose of a mate—a union of equals, meant to strengthen and empower. Each quality, each gift, designed to make a couple an unstoppable force.

Her heart thudded in her ears, but her face remained unreadable. After a moment, the tall one gave a faint nod. “Fine. Walk with us, Rian. Let’s see if you make it farther than the last one.” She fell into step just a few paces behind, carefully matching their stride. They didn’t bother introducing themselves, and she didn’t ask. That suited her just fine. They spoke as they walked—about sparring techniques, old rivalries, girls they’d bedded or challenged or abandoned. Their bravado filled the space around them like smoke, choking out any room for doubt or softness.

“You’re right. I don’t. But beating yourself up won’t fix it.” Everett scoffed, running a hand through his hair. “It’s easy for you to say when you don’t have a mate who looks at you like a monster.” Everett exhaled deeply. He couldn’t shake it. Couldn’t shake the sight of his mate seeing him as the enemy, it wrecked something deep inside him. “Maybe you're right but you shouldn't be so hard on yourself,” Roman heaved, settling down beside the alpha. “You've only just met him, things can't magically be perfect.”

People glanced at us worriedly. “Our mate's name is Valerie,” Kallen started at the podium, eyes watching our people. “She's glorious and I believe you all will like her, though she is human.” Our pack members shrugged, human mates were rare but they did happen; our pack looked slightly confused as if that was all we had to say. “Valerie is both of our mates,” I landed the blow and without wanting to see judgement, I looked towards my brother. “And we will not tolerate any judgement towards this bond.”

When our gazes met, the air shifted again—another spark, another bond snapping tight inside my chest. No. No, no, no. It couldn't be. But my wolf already knew. And then I heard it again. That cursed word. "Mate." Rosie's voice echoed faintly in my head—her voice from years ago. "I wish you were mated to my stupid brothers. Only you can fix them." No, Rosie. They're beyond fixing. Michael's lip curled. "Can't believe the three of us are cursed with the same inconvenience." He took a lazy sip of his drink. "Guess the Moon Goddess has a fucked-up sense of humor."

Does he think I'm happy being here? I just want to get out of here and go back to my normal freaking life. I don't want a mate. Mates are myths and filled with the stupidest stuff in their heads with no brains; I hate them so much. They are never loyal nor faithful but think of themselves and the fun they are going to have, forgetting that we are at a low point here and don't give a fuck about us; who cares anyway? I don't want one and so shall it be; I don't give a damn...

I swear these two have a sixth sense to locate each other, some times it is actually scary how in tune they are with one another. "Yes ladies, would you do us the honor of accompanying us to our next adventure?" Anton says as he finishes buttoning up his shirt. I know it's wrong to think of Anton as more than just a brother but the man is six foot six, muscles for days with tattoos gracing his skin. He is almost an exact image of my brother same height and same build except where Kal and I have black hair, Anton has blonde hair. 'Snap out of it El! For goodness sake you are getting married tomorrow. Even if it is against my will, I expect to be the best wife I can be,' I think to myself as I

Alpha? What the hell! Is my life destined to fail? Alpha? My, my, what's this happening to me? The alpha who sleeps with most of the girls, to make it worse, my worst enemy- Clara is the main. So what now? Does he know who his mate is? Pfft, what I'm saying, of course he does.

Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story) Book 2: My Bride is Not a Human (Cade & Andrella’s Story) Book 3: Her Chosen Mate (Rebecca & Oliver’s Story) * In case of any queries regarding any story, please reach out to my inbox. Thank you again.

Eve Before the Mating Moon Jaecar was ordered to join the males next to the fire in the camp the eve before the Mating Moon. The males discussed what females they planned to hunt, knowing their lustful need to mate would rise to insane heights tomorrow. Already they were making crude remarks, their blood heating. And there’d been several short spars already. Mostly between the Hayden brothers who seemed to be forever antagonizing each other. All of them discussing how they’d mate Vanna Rae first than getting in a shoving match before they all agreed they’d share her as they did all things. From the spoils of battles to the food Hunter found for them to the woman they all wanted to mate.