Sadistic Mates Novels & Stories

“To what? I place my hand on the table and lean on it, “It must have to be something epic.” “I don’t actually know who will like it. It wasn’t somethi-” She sighs and throws all caution to the wind, “The Crazy Hybrid Of A Mate, that’s the name.” “It sounds cool and so me,” I say, staring at my sister, who nods, not understanding. I hear a groan from Angel Writes and I turn to see her with closed eyes. “I apologize for making you act so crazy.” I look at her strangely. “Girl, this has been the greatest idea you’ve ever had. I love the craziness and I am glad that someone finally accepts that I am crazy,, not stupid.”

"I'm going to make sure of it." Ever since I’d started kissing them, the tension had reached a critical mass. Matteo was the most blunt. One night, as they all crowded around me on the bed, he growled, "We want to see your system peak, Daniels. We want to hear you scream when we hit your release valve." I was terrified. I’d heard the rumors about women with multiple mates—how the intensity of the shared sync could make you black out. Could I handle all three of them?

“The Moon goddess plans to put a new system in place. It will once again pair fated mates, whether it is between wolf and wolf, witch and witch, or wolf and witch. With each pairing, you will gain from your mate their abilities, so no one will ever be at a disadvantage again against each other. If one’s fated mate dies or is never found, we now can choose a fated mate of our own. Once you choose, it will act and be a bond, just as if it was a fated match.” Cheers begin as people look around excitedly. I calm them down so I can continue. “So all mated pairs can have children that will not be affected, as previously with all the unknown hybrids not being given a fated match, that will no longe

Stop that. I just want to talk," I say and he laughs. "Make sure you punish them well for they have been very very naughty," Susan says to my ear and I am blushing scarlet. I know everyone could hear her and they are now just teasing me. They then leave a short while after. About what Susan said, I am not angry and could never be angry at my mates for making love and loving each other when I am not around. I call them my sinful mates because I know how sinful they can get whether I am there or not.

Dahlia’s POV: Peering up at the moon, I suddenly thought of Hades. Valerian, too, and how they are doing without me. I felt a twinge of pain, knowing they must be happily tending to their fated mates this very moment. The mate bond is both magical and mysterious, yet mine with Tatum just feels… plastic, unnatural, forced. I have tried to give it a shot, but all this while I have been mated to a damn monster. He doesn’t love me the way a mate is supposed to love his soulmate. Mates don’t do that to their fated, their other half. They don’t run around sticking their dicks into just anyone because they want to, knowing it would severely affect their mates and the bond.

I said. “Your mate? Stop repeating this word. It’s disgusting.” He sneered. “Why do you find it disgusting, Adonis? He is my destined mate, the one who was sent for me by our Goddess.” I replied. Sadie was fuming in anger. “Lier! I am your mate. He forced you to reject me. You can be his mistress but you are my mate.” He yelled. I closed my eyes to refrain myself from shredding him into pieces but I stayed calm as I wasn’t finished yet.

This beautiful smiling psychopath was coming to check in on me a little too late. “You mean after your little torture session?” His face tightened. “Soraya…” “No, seriously,” I cut in. “What exactly was that? Group bonding time?” “That’s not funny.” “You’re right. Watching someone scream while you stabbed his hand definitely wasn’t exactly what I'd term as comedy.” Mateo exhaled slowly, “I’m sorry about Draven.” I laughed bitterly. “Are you?” My voice sharpened. “Because none of you looked very bothered while he shoved my head into freezing water.”

JADEN PERRY Riley lowered herself on my d**k completely. Her warm p***y made sounds as she rocked back and forth on me. I merged my body with hers fully meeting her rhythmic motion with mine. Our fierce f*****g made the room heavy with lust. I could see the discomfort on the girl's face. She looked like she had swallowed a bug. Her look was that of pain and not envy. She was experiencing some sort of physical discomfort which only confirmed she was my mate. Mates felt a stabbing pain when their other halves were being physical with someone else.

She gasped as a hand came down sharply on her ass, and then his hand knotted in her hair, and he dragged her up so her back was arched against his chest. "I'll mark you wherever I want," he growled into her ear, still ruthlessly hammering into her. Abruptly, he sank his teeth into her nape and his wolf growled his approval. "You're my mate, Freya, say it." She snapped her teeth at him, missing his jaw by mere inches. "Fuck you!" Again, Dante spanked her ass hard. "Let's try that again, shall we? Whose mate are you, Freya? Who do you belong to?"

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.”