Twin Mate の小説・ストーリー

They said I wasn’t the first and I would not be the last and they hoped you would share me like you had all the others. Her words were full of confusion and hurt she was human and did not really understand the mate bond and how it bonds them together irrevocably for all eternity. How his need for her grew with every passing day or how he was so distracted he could barely think because he was denying himself the pleasure of her body so she could adjust. What the Twins had told her though was cruel and jealous, they both knew full well how the mate bond worked he turned his head and they cowered away,

“Madonna mia. Look at you. You’re huge.” Emilia swatted her arm, laughing. “It’s been a month! What did you expect?” “Twins or not, you look like you’ve swallowed a melon,” Isadora teased, but her voice was soft with awe. She rested a hand gently over Emilia’s stomach. “They’re really in there. Alive. I can’t believe it.” “They’re fighters,” Emilia whispered, her hand covering Isadora’s. “Just like us.” Their laughter dissolved into another tight hug, the kind only twins could share—the kind that stitched together every wound, every scar.

But, alas, reality proved to be far different from my dreamy expectations. Ashley was always the better twin with good grades, a spot on the cheerleading squad, beauty, and brains. Even when I did well, she outdid me. She consistently received A's, and if I managed to get an A, she would get an A+. She was asked out by all the cool boys in school, except for Trevor Coleman, who was dating Tiffany. Their relationship always seemed toxic to me, so I disliked them both.

I am shocked at her reply. “How did my sister end up being your mate?” she suddenly asks me. I was expecting this conversation, just not this quickly. “The Moon Goddess decides who is your mate; in some cases, twins have the same mate,” I reply to her. “I’m not sure I like that,” she says. “What do you mean?” I ask. Now I’m uncertain once again what she is thinking.

“You know that as well as I do. A Silver Wolf strengthens any bloodline she joins. Every Alpha within five hundred miles knows it too. That’s exactly why we can’t keep her hidden forever.” “Father…” He raised a hand, and I stopped. “We’re going to find her a mate. As soon as possible.” He said it plainly, like he was discussing a trade agreement. “A mate will protect her. It settles the question before anyone can fight over it. Her mother already agrees. We’ll hold a small gathering, quietly, and choose someone suitable. She’ll be safe here, with us, and with a mate at her side.” A mate. The word landed somewhere in my chest and turned to fire. It was going to be over my dead rotting body be

I'm Diamonda but my friend calls me Bia, I'm a twenty-year-old college student, I've lived in Ohio California all my life, I'm tall, slim, very curvaceous with big boobs and a big enough backside and I'm a werewolf. A few months ago Alpha Mares and Alpha Boyle were at war with each other, two twin notorious brothers, both have their own pack. Everyone hates them because they don't fear or respect anyone, even the Alpha king almost can't control them, their hatred for each other was what put so many people's life in danger and took the life of many others.

Strike two: I just accepted out loud, for the first time that Aamon is my mate. I know that he won't let it go, Ember and I might be going at each other right now but that doesn't mean he's not taking note of all the things I'm saying. Well, I'll have to deal with the aftermath later, right now, I'm relishing in sweet victory. "She is," her brother says. "Haven is my mate, and whether you or anyone else don't like that, It won't change. I think it's high time you accepted that the moon fated it that way."

Her voice was a symphony of pure enchantment, a melodic whisper that could charm the gods themselves. “Mate? What's that?” I asked again, still walking closer to her. She never left where she was, and I never got closer to her. “Mate is referred to as a predestined, supernatural bond between two individuals. They are soulmates. And mate bond is a fated union, chosen by me to identify who your mate is. It's marked by a strong, irresistible attraction between the two mates.” Her tone was soothing, calming, and uplifting all at once, like a gentle summer breeze.

"We have him locked up, and we will get every secret out of him before we decide what to do with him." I nodded, but I had another question. "How can I be Mate to both of you?" "We're identical twins," Mathias said. "We've always known we would share a Mate. It's rare, but it happens." "And you're both... okay with that?" I couldn't believe it. "We've shared everything our whole lives," Mathias said. "We're more than okay—we're only complete when we're together. We just hope you can accept both of us."

He couldn't go home with a human, that's impossible. "A mate.." Stephanie's voice trailed. "A mate is your other half Ryan, someone who was destined to assist you in conquering your challenges, someone you would love unconditionally, someone you would not like to see in the littlest pain, someone whose smile is enough to keep you living, someone your heart keeps beating for. A mate in human term is your soulmate, someone who gets you and understands you, someone you'll form an extraordinary bond with"