Auggie Matthews Novels & Stories

"There isn't." Another silence, this one heavier with shared understanding. Two people who'd lost their mates, standing in a hallway discussing gardens and grief. Except one of them had ordered the other's mate killed.

“My name is Damian, what’s yours?” Matthew giggles. “You have a funny accent.” His lip tilts at the corner. “I know, boy.” Mattew puffs up his chest proudly. “I’m Matthew and I’m a big boy' “Glad to meet you, Mattew,” he says. “You must be cold. What do you say we sort you out a hot chocolate to warm up those bones?” Matthew nods eagerly, and my body turns to stone when he takes him by the hand and leads him toward the car.

After the attempted scandal by NYFJ was taken down by Matthew’s brother, Ben, and his amazing hacking skills, life went back to normal for us. Matthew and I were dating, we were happy, Trish was his full-time assistant, and he even comes by to help me with Emile sometimes on his lunch break when I’m babysitting.

"Let go. We have nothing left to say to each other, Aurelio. If you're sick, go see a doctor. Stop bothering me." Aurelio was barely coherent, his eyes bloodshot. "No! Just let me finish! I won't mess up again. Trust me one more time, just once. I don't want anything else. I just want you back." Matthew finally lost his patience. He grabbed Aurelio by the collar with one hand and shoved him back, snapping furiously, "Are you deaf? Sofia told you to let go!" Matthew was surprisingly strong, and Aurelio stumbled back several steps from the shove. Then his legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the concrete with a dull thud.

Tom gulped. He was not at all ready for this. Maybe he has no idea who I am. Matthew turned just as Tom was trying to inconspicuously seat himself in a corner. “You’re him,” Matthew said softly. “Excuse me?” said Tom, trying to keep his tone light and friendly sounding. “You’re the guy who my dad would rather be with than my mom. You’re the guy who is fucking my dad.” Matthew’s voice was beginning to rise. “Uh, hold on, Matthew…”

“Why don’t you use only one leg, Brother Matthew?” Matthew raised his fists arrogantly. “I’ll stand still. Come up here, Tyr Summers. Come up…” Matthew continued to shout. He almost looked like a male lion that had gone mad. And yet, Tyr still had not moved an inch. Matthew was getting impatient and angry. “Tyr Summers, since you won’t get up here, I’ll come down and fight you. A useless coward like you does not deserve to be with Autumn. Watch as I beat you to death,” said Matthew, leaping out of the boxing ring as he spoke.

I screamed in shock, "Gurion!" "Do you know who the parents of this little hatchling are?" the elder healer asked. "Gurion... he is Ari's little hatchling," Dillon answered as he approached Gurion gently. Lowell, Acwulf, and the elder healer were stunned. They were speechless, and they seemed not to know how to respond. Who wouldn’t be shocked to know that a minor like me had a hatchling who was barely four years old? What's more, I haven't even come of age yet.

He looked at his mother waiting at the door in her bluish-green light dress with that pretty face and soft smile, he let her in, and when she sat down next to him Alucard knows what she wanted to say, so Alucard speak first. "I know I have to go" "Alice is going to be there" She hugs his son talking in that quietly and warm tone, his mother knows the best how Alucard suffers from being alone all those years without his mate, Alucard maturated so fast that at the age of ten he receives the alpha's mark so since then he was looking for his beloved mate but after ten years he never found her so he lost interest. "Is she pretty?" the alpha joke to his mother.

I push through sweaty person after sweaty person, trying to force myself to remember why on earth I came here in the first place. Inside the music is blaring too loudly, the smell of body Odor is multiplied, everybody is either grinding on each other or making out, and every girl is wearing too short a dress. "Excuse me," I say as I push through the crowd of people. Finally, I see a small area with no people and race to it, relishing the feeling of room to move, but I soon find out why nobody is standing there when I slip on a big pile of vomit. "Ahh!" I scream out as I fall backwards, flailing my arms wildly. Just before I hit the ground, I feel arms catch me, and open my eyes to see Mathew

My mum was in shock at the revelation. “Mum, if you must know, I’m 25 and I have yet to find my mate. I’ve reached my quarter-life crisis. If it doesn’t happen on Saturday, I plan on announcing Lottie as my mate and the next Luna of this pack.” Brady’s statement shocked us both. “But Brady, what happens to Lottie if you find your bond mate?” My mum asked him and a blaring horn from a vehicle outside waiting for me fills the air, but I stay glued to the spot hoping for a favourable response.