Ship Shipmate Self Novels & Stories

"Semantics." His hands traced lazy patterns across my stomach, touch intimate but not demanding. "But you are right. We need to make time for this. For us. The mate bond is not just about duty and partnership. It is about connection. Joy. Moments stolen from the chaos." I turned in his arms to face him, our bodies pressed together in the warm water. "I have been a terrible mate," I said quietly. "So focused on the sanctuary and proving myself that I have neglected us." "You have been building something important. I understand that." "Understanding does not make it right.

I signalled the bartender for another drink again. I looked around the dingy bar. Couples and groups of friends filled the booths, laughing and having fun without a care. A feeling of jealousy and bitterness twisted in my gut. If only I could be so carefree. If only I could live a Normal life like every other person. I had drank more than six bottles of beer yet I wasn’t satisfied. A memory flashed as I remembered my first mate sisters harsh words at her brother's funeral: "Stay away from him unless you want to end up in the grave too." More tears stung my eyes. How many times had I heard that I was...cursed?

The women said without even looking at him. Though that was a enough for the little boy to go back to playing."I am a teenager, we all are." I said pointing to my little group."Oh. I see." the women nods."I am krona, and this is my mate, James." She says pointing to her then her mate.

I needed to speak with Isha, so it was better to go and investigate the issue in the Dragon Realm than let the fear of Jeffery stop me. "I will go," I said. "Very well, then. I will take my leave," James said. "By the way, I met Isha and learned I am your second mate." "I don't understand why you're bringing this up," I asked. "Oh, did Isha tell you about my past?"

Beaus POV When she said I was hired I smiled wide. "I won't let you down" I told her offering her my hand to shake. I wondered if she felt the sparks from the mate bond? She's human so probably not Kit said. I didn't realize that I was still holding her hand and quickly dropped it. I didn't want to come off as creepy which I'm sure I had. However the smile and blush on her cheeks made me think otherwise. "So I want to let you know Beau that the job requires you to move into my home" Amina said. My eyes widened a little bit at that "I hope it's not a problem" She added looking a little sad.

She wasn't like the others. "Damien, tell me already." She demanded hastily, getting sick and tired of his silence. "The thing is, I... I" He stuttered. "Are you going to tell me or will you keep acting this way because if you don't, I'm leaving and if what you're worried about is my reaction then stop that cause I'm no longer a child you and don't have to worry about how I'd feel." She snapped, he sighed. "The truth is, I met my mate and you won't believe who she is." Damien finally spoke and Sheila deadpans.

"It just doesn't look like much." Ex-fucking-scuse me. I scoffed. I narrowed my eyes, taking offense instantly. I glanced back at my spaceship, rust along the corners of the bay doors. Dust and dirt caked the various panels. Sure, she needed a little sprucing up, but she was still the sexiest spaceship from here to the Nebula 46 on the edge of the Black. "I'll have you know that Peacemaker is an Elysium-7. Best fucking ship of its class."

Alsie POV- I wanted more. It’s been so long since we all shared each other. I knew it was going to be a long night, and I was ready for it. I didn’t know how Reilly was going to do with all this. The mate bond is traditionally a sacred thing, and you don’t share your mate, but he seemed to be taking everything in stride and he appeared unbothered. I mind-linked Reilly, [If it becomes too much, you can stop at any time. You’re not obligated to do anything you’re not comfortable with.]

I watched as Martina’s face fell, her shoulders slouched in sadness. “Becca.” I called out softly, she just simply shook her head and rolled her eyes. Martina raised her head slowly, fiddling with her fingers. “You are right Becca, I don’t expect you both to believe me so quickly. I do remember everything I did and I’m honestly ashamed of my actions. All I plead for is just a chance to make up for all I did.” “You are my sister Aria, blood or not, I never acknowledged that and I know it might be too late now, but with everything that’s happening with Alexandra, I really wish we could stay strong as a family.”

Unless it’s Nick… and somehow she doubted it. “It goes into a lot of detail..” June was explaining. “Basically it’s a pattern though. And it just keeps on going and going and going. So if Lo is your second mate, he also has a second mate. It would be ok Lorenzo because Nick is your first… or what most of us call true mates.” “But, it also had to start somewhere.. which leads us back to Nick.” June said. “And it just keeps going?” Emily asked her. June nodded. “Yes. So if this is true… whomever Lo’s second mate is….”