Vampire's Mate Novels & Stories

WILLIAM "I don't understand. What exactly is a mate?" Amelia asked in a small voice. I moved to the bed and pulled her on my lap. "well, a mate is somewhat like a soul mate. A vampire is born with half their soul and the other half is placed inside their partners or mates in this case; So when the vampire finally meets that person their souls finally come together making them complete. It feels like you were living with half a heart before them and everything comes together once they lay eyes on one another," I explained as best as I could.

"Glad to know the only one Evanora's in love with is me and that'll never change. I'm the only one she'll ever have eyes for." "No!" he yelled, getting up and throwing his chair angrily against the wall. Crikey, there just had to be something wrong with the ego of these vampires. "Is she under some sort of spell? It makes no sense! Why you of all the hundreds of men alive?! Why her?! Why?!" "Because she's my mate," I replied with a smile. "Have you ever heard of that term? She's my mate. She's fated to be mine and it's neither decision. That's just the way the heavens want it to be and that's how it will be."

She gasped, “what do you mean mate? What is that?” “I am a vampire sweetheart, and you are a vampire and witch hybrid. A mate is a soulmate. That means that we are meant to be together” She gasped even louder this time and backed away from me. “No! You’re lying, I don’t drink blood or boil stuff in cauldrons!”

"Mom, can all vampires feel their bloodline like this? I felt it — does that mean I'm close to awakening? I want to tell Father when he gets back." He put on his best training clothes. Spent a month carving a blood-seal stone by hand. Then looked up at me, nervous, and asked: "Do you think Father will like it?" "Of course he will," I said. "You're his only son." But when we went to meet Kaelan at the territory border, he walked out holding Vivienne's hand, Damian at his side. A human woman. A human boy. Luka and I stood there and didn't move.

The proof, when speaking, Orlan did not look at her and only glanced at her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to talk like that." Noura said in a low tone. She regretted saying it all. Even though deep down in her heart, there was still a hint of disbelief at Orlan's words that she was his mate. Oh, looks so impossible. Even though he knew many vampires were werewolf mates, but among them some were found dead in the Appalachia Forest. Not that Noura was afraid to die. She was just confused. Of the many vampires, why is she the mate of a werewolf? Moreover, she is mate an Alpha! "So you're never going to tell me to do it, are you?" Orlan unknowingly smiled faintly, his heart pounding wildly. Jay che

she reveals, watching my reaction closely. "What?!?" I exclaim, nearly losing control of the car. "Wolves and vampires can't be mates. That's impossible." " You'd be surprised. Many wolves have vampire mates, but it's not widely known. Normally if a wolf never finds his mate especially if he or she travels looking it is likely they have a vampire mate. Many do not know this because wolves do not like the idea of mixing with vampires. So many of them will reject their mate if they do find that it is a vampire and then they take a chosen mate. Since the pull for vampires isn't as strong many vampires do not mind and will accept the rejection, but they will always keep a close eye on their mate

But then the craziest thing happened instead. I heard her walking before I saw her. There was young maiden who came to answer the door. She had blonde hair just like I always loved. Her skin looked so soft and smooth. She looked like she was glowing. It was angelical. She was... just PERFECT for me. I literally couldn't take my eyes off her. My beloved mate. So quick fact, vampires like myself do not smell their mates, we see them. Legend says that when a vampire sees their mate for the first time, their undead hearts beat in recognition. Well, that is not possible, but I sure was left breathless from seeing her right now.

But Louis' sad eyes and apologetic expression didn't change Phoebe's mind because now she no longer recognized who the man in front of her was and why he was doing these things to her. “I have said many times already, you are not my mate and I am not your mate. Harvey is my life partner, I've only had one "mate" in my life and won't be able to have another." - Phoebe said calmly, Louis's words and acts of dedication did not touch her heart, could not shake her. Unfortunately, Vampires are completely different from humans, pregnant women will have no awareness of people other than their "mate". Once they have lost awareness of everything around them, sweet words and pleas can't shake them.

"Understand this, Lady Lena. You are not just a supply of blood for the Lord, anybody could provide blood, you are a blood mate. A blood mate is not all that common although a person could have more than one across their lifespan. This means that you are a necessity. And that necessity makes you a target. If his enemies cannot defeat Alistair, they will surely target his blood mate." The seriousness of his words hit me hard. “What really is a blood mate anyway? Does every vampire need one?” I asked curiously. He took a deep breath. “Most vampires want one because the blood of the blood mate gives deep satisfaction, strength and soundness of mind to them as opposed to the plain satisfaction o

“I want you, Jules. It’s just with all of these secrets between us, it was hard for me to get close. But here is the whole truth. I’m a vampire, and you didn’t seem surprised by that fact, which means that you’re aware of supernatural beings like me. I’m a twenty-year-old orphan vampire.” Somehow our hands become entwined, and it feels really good. “Is this a joke?” She asks. My lip quirks. “No, it's not. And I don’t think you think it’s a joke. Because something tells me that you’re not quite human, and…” I hesitate nervously. “…because you’re my mate,” I state firmly. “What do you mean I’m your mate?” My fingers glide sensually across her silken jaw. “It means that we’re meant to be togeth