Unholy Matrimony Novels & Stories

On the day she miscarried because her mate chose his ex, Rae's wolf went completely dormant from the trauma. That killed every ounce of love she had left for him. She was done playing his pathetic doormat. No more running his family's empire. No more grilling him about staying out all night. He left her locked in a freezing pack holding cell for nine whole days. Why? To baby-sit his childhood sweetheart through a "full moon panic attack" in a luxury mansion. Rae didn't cry. She didn't scream. She didn't even bother making a phone call. Then came day ten. Colton finally rolled up in his custom black Cadillac. He looked down at her with those golden wolf eyes, calling her dramatic. Rae just pu

". Then she served up the meat of her attack, the sentence that would be quoted and re-quoted, the soundbite that would fuel the firestorm. "I did not lose my husband to another person," she said, the statement following a heart-wrenching pause. "I lost him to an unholy union. A union that feels like a mockery of the sacred vows we took before God. It's not so much a betrayal of me; it feels like a betrayal of everything we were taught is right and good." Unholy union.

Feel her searching for the right words. “Yes,” she said finally. “They are mated.” I closed my eyes, letting the weight of that answer settle over me. There was something… hollow about it. Something that didn’t quite fit. Before I could say anything, she added “They are mated,” she said. “But they aren’t fated mates.” The words struck like a blade. Somehow, that made it worse. Made it wrong. Because being mated without being true mates is unheard of A bond not forged by the goddess is unnatural.

“Set Amanda free from this marriage; you can’t remain married to my mate.” A hard gulp passed down my throat as his words sank into me. Of course, I was supposed to free her from our marriage, but why was it making me restless? “Can you do that?” Matthew asked, and I swallowed again. “She has to be set free,” he demanded. “I see no need in doing that; our marriage wasn’t real,” I tried giving an excuse. Matthew scoffed. “You two took the holy vows and exchanged rings before the servants of the goddess. What makes you think it isn’t real and sacred?” He questioned, and my words got seized in my mouth.

Lucas laughed, and more than the contract, he was pissing me off. “No extramarital relationships,” the lawyer said calmly. “Any verified affair immediately breaches the agreement.” Lucas leaned back on his chair. “So the man accused of an affair with a married woman is forbidden from cheating.” “Ironic,” I muttered, and his eyes snapped to me. Before he could reply, the lawyer interrupted again. “If either party files for divorce before the two-year term expires without mutual consent, there will be financial penalties, public disclosure of the breach, and forfeiture of the benefits outlined in the agreement.”

The raw, animalistic velocity with which his wolf had just stripped his own clothes and demanded her naked flesh to stabilize her failing pulse was a genetic command line that only belonged to a true, bloodline covenant. The realization hit my stomach like a physical blow. If they were fated mates then that means the two of them had really been fucking behind Ember's back, hiding the absolute validity of their bond from the entire territory, playing the roles of a severe guardian and a random city guest while slipping into the dark corners of this palace to commit their forbidden sin. And being mated just wasn't the main problem. It was the disgusting, twisted scene that came with it that ta

A hand caught me and I looked down to see the Alpha's mother staring at me sympathetically. I looked wildly back at Sean and Anya. "Over my dead body,” I hissed. "Over my dead body will you marry her on my wedding day? You can't!" Sean raised a bored eyebrow. "You don't get to decide that." Another hand landed on my shoulder and pulled me to a sturdy body. I knew it was my dad. “Beta Sean,” the priest finally said, "I cannot marry you and..." He gestured to Anya who still hadn't said anything. "...the other woman. You are still mated to Nova, so the Moon Goddess won't honor such a union."

Faith asked to fill the awkward silence. "Obviously. Kalen, my one, and I have wanted a baby for a long time." "What's a 'one'?" Faith asked. "Well, vampires don't marry; they have soul mates. When you find your soul mate, you mark each other, claiming them as yours, and you as theirs. They are your One, forever and ever. Infidelity is a crime punishable by death. When you have found your One you are called 'bonded' vampires, and become more powerful now that you are united with your other half. Also any normal vampire can only create offspring with their One, however royalty are obviously more powerful and can reproduce with anyone." Katherine explained calmly as if she were just talking ab

I asked and shook my head. "You're certain?" He asked me and I told him what I saw and heard. He was rubbing his eyes before he started laughing hysterically. My brow furrowed as I mumbled that it was gross and not that funny. He looked at me and smiled, "no it's perfect. You see incest is strictly forbidden and terms for banishment. It also means their challenges are null and void, love." I grinned brightly and clapped my hands as I jumped about happily but sobered quickly.

was a surrender, a desperate plea whispered against the roaring tide of her fear. The ceremony, a stark contrast between sacred vows and a clandestine contract, unfolded with a chilling grace. The priest's pronouncements echoed in the cavernous space, the words "husband and wife" a stark reality that felt both alien and inescapable. Then, the kiss – a fleeting touch, a brand of possession, a silent acknowledgment of their precarious arrangement.