Shattered Soulmates Stone Mountain Shifters Novels & Stories

* * * * * SEXTUPLET SIBLINGS AND THEIR BOOKS: Kai Stone – DEAR EX, YOU ARE MY MATE Ryder Stone – DON’T BULLY ME, ALPHA! Jax Stone – I’M HIS MATE, NOT HIS CHOICE Aira Stone – REJECTED ONCE, CLAIMED TWICE Samantha Stone – BONDED TO THE DANGEROUS ALPHA Joy Stone – TAMED BY THE ONE HE WRONGED * * * * * CHARACTER SKETCH: ZOE'S MATES: Talon Green – Green Moss Pack

Helena’s P.O.V. “Beloved?” Mate in Werewolves, Erasthai in Lycans, and Beloved in Vampires, were the different terminologies for the same relationship: soulmates. The mate-bond between shifters was solely based on emotional and physical intimacy, but the Vampires had bizarre traditions related to it. Their beloved weren’t their life partners, but the food source for their whole life. They fed on their soulmate, claiming that only they could quench their thirst with their divine blood.

“You’re the Beta of House Malvore. And I'm… a girl dumped on an aunt after both parent couldn't get over the pain of losing something. They abandoned me when my sister died and couldn’t handle the grief. Jasmine saved me. She gave me a place, but I’ve always felt like a misfit wearing someone else’s shoes. As the Beta you must have a lot of suitors so much stronger than me, but now you are stuck together with me... A half wolf shifter, who may never shift.” Xavier stood up slowly, looking down at me with something raw in his eyes. “You think I care about rank?” he asked. “You think I don’t see how much you’ve survived? That strength doesn’t come from the blood, Sloane. It comes from fire. An

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * SEXTUPLET SIBLINGS AND THEIR BOOKS: 1.⁠ ⁠Kai Stone – MY DRAGON MATE 2.⁠ ⁠Ryder Stone – DON’T BULLY ME, ALPHA! 3.⁠ ⁠Jax Stone – MY POSSESSIVE MATE 4.⁠ ⁠Aira Stone – MY ABUSED MATE 5.⁠ ⁠Samantha Stone – MY ASSASSIN MATE 6.⁠ ⁠Joy Stone – MY NERD MATE * * * * *

Amelia cried out, her pain mingling with the cries of the cursed souls trapped within the stone. And then, in a burst of radiant light, the stone shattered, releasing a torrent of crystallized tears. They sparkled in the moonlight, a symbol of both agony and hope.

As well as making it a hive of creative energy. On the way to Aspen’s, Clarissa mentioned snow leopards were solitary beasts, both in the wild and shifters. I hooked my arm in Dante’s and we did a little jig because prides and dens had rules, and when two kinds of shifters mated, there were often complications. Clarissa stood with arms folded as we danced in one direction and then the other. “This is different. No one has ever been excited that I’m a loner. Glad I’ve made your day.”

No point in wearing anything fancy for a full moon run when, in a few minutes, everyone who is of age to shift, will be in wolf form, and clothes will be discarded. As I scan the familiar faces of my pack, who make up the majority of the group, I see the apprehension in their eyes. They are hoping to find their fated mates tonight. I turn my attention to the rest of the group made up of visiting pack members of the Running River and Forza Packs. I spot Tobias standing behind Pearl and Amy. The dude sticks out without trying. He literally looks like Thor, but his focus is on the two Stone princesses. I’ve caught a few single she-wolves in my pack stealing glances at him when he walked through

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 3 - Tyler and Mandy **Letting Go to Hold On** Tyler pov The psychiatric facility was nothing like I'd imagined. No sterile white walls or bars on windows. Instead, it looked like a high-end retreat center—warm wood tones, comfortable furniture, large windows overlooking forest. The Moonstone Recovery Center specialized in trauma treatment for supernatural beings, understanding the unique complications of wolf psychology, mate bonds, and pack dynamics. It was the best facility within three hundred miles.

"Does it even matter now? Even if I were healthy, I never would have lasted long enough for you to finally turn around and look at me. I overheard your friends talking. Apparently, I wasn't even someone you'd be willing to settle for. I used to think we'd actually make it to the end." A strand of hair slipped from behind my ear. I turned my face away so he wouldn't see my tearful eyes. "The moment you slipped that ring on another woman's finger in the wedding I had dreamed of a thousand times, we're finished. You're not the same Jason whom I love, the one willing to stop for me anymore. You're selfish and blind. You're not the same person I once loved." The last few words were barely above a

“Your phone kept buzzing earlier. I silenced it. I thought it might be a distraction.” I nodded as she left. The door closed quietly behind her. I sat there, the memory of her story crawling all over my skin. Something about it wouldn’t let go. And deep down, I already knew why. I’d just helped my mum unpack a story about jealousy. And I felt proud. Until I opened my phone. Group chat: It was lit and loud Nora: “She’s a pretender. Can’t believe people still pity her.” Unknown number: “Heard she’s the one who set Sara up. Shameful.”