Autumn The Matchmaker Novels & Stories

My dark mood lifted the moment I saw Autumn. She seemed like a ray of light in her pink, flowery dress paired with black flats. Her short bangs were tucked neatly into a tight bun—so tight I feared it might hurt her scalp, yet it lent her an air of meticulousness. Lovely, poised, and far too mature for her years, she took the seat opposite me and next to Nicole. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as she fidgeted with the napkin in front of her, her small hands smoothing its edges nervously. Then, her gaze flicked up to mine, and she smiled. That smile—tentative and shy—made something inside me ache.

“What’s wrong? Is your heart aching for her? Since you care so much about her, why don’t you just bring her home and treat her like she belongs there?” I had never spoken to him so harshly before. Johnson was startled. He was about to say something— Just then, Ella clutched her stomach and cried out in distress, “Please don’t argue because of me. It’s all my fault. I upset Amber. If she strikes me, I deserve it. I don’t need the housekeeper anymore. Amber, please stop striking me.” Johnson’s expression instantly turned as dark as thunderclouds. He glared at me. “Amber, apologize to Ella now!”

It happens to be where Carrie brought Monica and she was comforting her in the corner. Kelly pulls me in their direction and we sit at their table. "If you two wish to be a couple, you wouldn't be hurting us," Kelly says softly and Monica looks up at Carrie before they both look at us. "We've noticed how you've been eyeing each other the last few days as we planned for the wedding." "I have Grace to worry about right now," Monica chokes quietly as Carrie rubs her back in comfort. The doctor on Grace's case walks over and says, "Only one person was a perfect match for Grace."

"How many are there?" "There is a Spring one, a Summer one, a Fall one, and then Winter. So basically for every season." Seeing the look on my face he nodded. "Yeah it's a lot. The people around here love their festivals. But they aren't too bad." Seeing that Aubrey's moms booth was basically done we made our way towards the one next to hers to finish putting it up as well. I hadn't realized I would be working out or I would have worn a short sleeve shirt instead of layers. Despite it being cold outside and snow was even on the ground I found myself sweating underneath my jacket and long sleeve shirt.

My sapphire Iris caught a man in a luxurious suit standing on the podium accompanied by two sexy women behind him. "Ladies and gentlemen, today's main match will start soon. I hope you all enjoy the main menu this time," he said casually. "Take the chef out today!" The door far ahead of me opened slowly. I narrowed my eyes, as the figure walked out the door. My sapphire irises widened as I saw a tall man walking with an ax in his right hand. The crowd's screams exploded as the man rushed straight at me swinging his huge ax. 'This place is hell!'

Bruce says. Jess squeezes my hand, then lets go and steps forward. I’ve seen this play out so many times, but it’s different this time. It’s my best friend. Bruce takes her hand in his. “Jessica, our pack honors your kind heart and gentle nature,” he says. “Your mate will be the man whose kindness is equal to your own—Harley, son of Peter.” A smile breaks across Jess’s face as Harley steps forward to meet her. I’m happy too. Harley is a great match for my tender-hearted friend. He’s a total sweetheart. But he isn’t someone I would have wanted for myself.

“Dawn. He’s gone training by then. You get one hour. Don’t push your luck, Omega.” I ducked my head, chewing back a shiver. “Yes, Head Maid.” The next morning, the sun had barely come up. There I was, standing in front of the Alpha’s door. My heart was beating faster than usual, and I gripped my bucket so hard it hurt my fingers. The door was a massive gold. It has wolves carving that seemed to be sneering at me. Don’t let him see you… I pushed the door open with hands that wouldn’t stop shaking.

As she stepped out of the library, however, something caught her attention. At the far end of the hallway, a small figure was running away as fast as her little legs could carry her. And if she wasn't mistaken, she could hear a tiny giggle echoing through the hallway. Graziel frowned. "Junie?" But the little girl had already disappeared around the corner. She never saw the wide, mischievous smile spread across Junie's face as she ran away. The little matchmaker had just completed another successful mission.

She muttered indignantly, annoyed that they seemed intent on keeping her a prisoner among the wolves. “That is a marvelous idea, Luna Gemma!” Elder Gordon commented with an amused grin. “I can certainly see the merit in sending a messenger with a personalized message from yourself inviting the candidates to battle for your hand and pack. Elder Daniels and Elder Stuart would be happy to help you with a list of candidates.”

Now that she heard that Charlie was in her neighborhood, Autumn naturally could not wait to see him. Yolden originally tried to persuade her to stay at home to rest, but when he saw her firm and resolute attitude, he stopped saying anything else, and he hurriedly said, “Then, you should hurry up and change your clothes so that we can go out. Charlie is still waiting for us there.” “Okay!” Autumn was overjoyed, and it seemed as though her whole body and spirit had been instantly lifted. She quickly turned around to return to her room. Autumn carefully chose a beautiful dress, but when she saw that she still looked a little pale, she hurriedly put on some makeup as fast as she could.