100% Match Book Novels & Stories

Make sure that she was ready for whatever was coming. Evelyn pulled out a drawer in her desk, revealing a small black book. Inside were the names and numbers of contacts she’d accumulated over the years, people she could trust to get things done, no questions asked. She flipped through the pages, her mind already working on how to strengthen her defenses. She paused when she reached a name, a smirk playing on her lips. **Anton**. He was one of the best in the business, a man who specialized in eliminating problems quickly and efficiently. If anyone could help her neutralize the threat looming over her, it was him.

Beatrice was warm and so motherly and friendly but could be scary when the need arose. Gabriel saw his mother was still fuming at being ignored and tried to direct her attention elsewhere. "I found my mate" he blurted out. It worked like magic. Beatrice's eyes positively sparkled with delight. Nicholas knew exactly what Gabriel had just done and smiled knowingly at him, mouthing the word 'thanks' "Is she pretty?" Clara questioned. "Of course silly. An alpha's mate is always pretty, the moon goddess makes sure of that" Raphael answered

99% match. I looked at Caleb. His lips formed into a smile. My heart danced for joy as I stared at the paper happily. "What does it say?" Coco asked, moving closer to me and staring at the paper. I let her hold it as I felt happy tears filling my eyes. Her face twitched as she read it. "It is a match. They are a match," she said, looking at me. I nodded, letting out a laugh. "Oh thank God!" She wrapped me in a hug.

It is obvious he is just playing some sick game with me. “One hundred thousand, going once, going twice…” she starts, but is interrupted. “Five hundred thousand,” booms a baritone voice from the back. I look back, but all I see is a guy in a mask. I smile when he wins the bid. At least it is not going to the pompous jerk behind me. For the rest of the auction, I admire the art and try not to gawk at the ridiculous prices they are going for. “Thank you so much for accepting our invitation. I hope everyone found something today even if it is not what you were looking for,” Jaden says taking over the podium.

“That's because you haven't found someone that makes your heart thump harder, someone that makes you feel butterflies in your stomach.” “Yuck, you are such a girl.” Jules twisted his mouth as he stared at his brother. “Janice!” Jules watched as Maggie and the named girl hugged each other enthusiastically. It was obvious they were more than acquaintances. “I thought you weren't interested in coming!” Maggie hollered, even as they were close to each other. “Please.” Janice did an eye roll and continued. “Why would I miss a wedding I matched?” So, she was a matchmaker. Jules made an interesting observation as his eyes drank in her feature.

Before I can reply to this my dad stated “Emilia and Oliver may be close but they aren’t fated. However I myself am excited to watch you in action Ire. I hope you both make me proud.” Ireland excuses herself to go change out of her jeans and we all make our way to the Sparring ring. When Ireland arrives I have to force my eyes away. She runs up her hair in a high ponytail, a cheetah print sports bra and short black bicycle shorts. Goddess she is sexy but her showing this much skin with all these unmated males pisses me off. By the smirk she gives me that is just what she had planned. It appears that most of the Pack heard about this match. All of the pack warriors are gathered round to watch

Ashley answered. " ah, about that... If we win this match, the next opponent we are going against with was them" End of chapter 61

Advik proposed nd Manik accepted. "If u will win 50 percent profit will be urs ..... If I win u will work for free?" It was high risk match for Advik because if he win he will get so much at once but if he will lose he will get zero. "Done" still he agreed as he have faith on his game. And on a count of three match started, Manik also removed his t shirt and purposely threw that on his driver's face, which she caught with a devilish smirk on her face, as if challenging him to win that match nd he accepted that challenge.

"Look." The report clearly stated a 99% match rate, confirming that Lottie was Matthew's biological daughter. Willow's expression changed as she stared at the official report, her heart racing. How could this be possible? "Mommy," Yasmine suddenly called out. "Mommy, let's go home."