Words Ending In Mate Novels & Stories

I laughed along with others. "And in Australia, everyone will be your mate," I added. "Why so?" They asked. "Mate is a slang term for a buddy or a friend. So if any Australian calls you a mate, don't assume that he or she is your real mate." The table burst into laughter. I stole a glance at Lucian, the hint of a smile on his face indicated he was pleased. "How did you live in England all by yourself? I mean there are no wolves, right?" Savannah asked.

“Why all these questions?” He picks up my hand and looks me in the eye before answering. “As my mate, I need you to be open to what I need to tell you. Please do not freak out and know I love you with every beat of my heart. You are my very life force.” “Mate? What does that mean?” “Where I come from a mate is like a wife or a husband. And we mate for life with one mate, and we never stray. We can’t it is not in our DNA to do so.”

"You have a mate? I don't think so. I have never seen you with anyone. Neither have you spoken about anyone. So tell me, do you still think you have a mate?" I groaned. My mate is the one right beside you but I am never going to accept her. Never!!. "Mom, my mate might not be here yet but that doesn't mean I do not have a mate. And that doesn't mean you should bring someone like her and even suggest her as a good wife. How do you think my mate will feel if she finally comes and found out about this? Look at her, she is small. She is still very young" "How old her you?" my mom asked her.

"Yeah, buddy. You’ll be seeing more of me." Then I saw the slight panic across his mother's face and chuckled. Married or not, she was my mate. Mates were meant to be together; nothing—especially not her evil husband would change that. Left alone with her, the silence thickened. She sat rigidly, biting her lip like a nervous energy cracker. My gaze drank her in, every inch of her body, every curve that once belonged to me. Desire surged through my veins, and the mate bond pulled us into a silent battle of wills. Our eyes locked, neither one of us willing to back down.

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.

"You told me you have a brother- a twin brother. His name is Xavier.” "I have a twin brother,” I smiled. “Cool." This was helping. Even though I had people here with me, I still felt alone. It was nice knowing I have a family out there. "What else?" "A mate," she said. What’s a mate? She read the confusion on my face and said, “That was the same question I asked you when you said mate." She said then smiled, "Mate is kinda like your soulmate. Your other half. Your partner and your everything. You said that having a mate is the best thing that has happened to you."

I'm seeing a man that had been disturbing my every night sleep and he had called me ma___ Mate! Mate. How does he know about the mating stuff? “How did you know about the mating stuff? How did you? Have you been stalking me too? You don't let me sleep and now you stalk me in real life too?” I pinned my eyes that were now watering around his face.

I gently drag his hands off my face. "What? I won't hurt you, you are mine. My mate" Mate, again? Why does he keep using that word? If I am right the word mate has gone into extinction. Perhaps he is not an elite. His words made me feel comfortable and secure. I let him have his way. He remove my mask and Smile confidently as if he was brushing.

"Mate. Not this word again. What does it mean and why do you think I am that to you?" From how she sounded, she had heard the word before but doesn't know what it means. Who may have mentioned it? I will find out after giving her an accurate explanation. "Mate means, wife, girlfriend, fiancee, or whatever you call it in your world." She looked mystified. I thought she would curse me but she doesn't. "In our world, you don't just call someone your wife till you are married and you don't call someone your girlfriend when you meet them. It takes a process and we haven't had that. If you know what I mean."

“You're my mate! I finally found you!” Oh! Now I understand… I guess his friend was lost before… And maybe I look like her. “Dude listen… I'm not your friend, I might look like her, but I'm not her… I don't know you… Furthermore, I'm not your friend” He smiles. “Yes, you're not my friend… You're my mate!” Is this guy dumb? Mate and friend are the same thing… Maybe I should explain it to him. “Dude…mate and friend mean the same thing!”