Autumn The Matchmaker Novels & Stories

Just then, someone shouted from the crowd, “What a perfect match! Master Franklin and Miss Autumn sure are made for each other!” “Yeah," someone else chimed in. "Not like that fake, Ginger Westwood. She stole the real daughter’s life for over twenty years. Even six feet under, she’s nothing but bad luck.” Autumn seemed to hear my name as well. Her hand paused for a second, and then she smiled—a small, mocking curve of her lips. I laughed bitterly to myself. Of course, she would. I had lived the life that was supposed to be hers for over two decades. She had every reason to sneer at me.

Femi cannot think that I like his girl, the tense relationship we already had between our parents is putting so much on our family that we cannot afford to be quarreling too. “Wacko?” I tilted my head at my best friend who rolled her eyes at me. “Of everything I said, trust your brain to pick that one out.” “So that’s the reason why you are trying you hand at matchmaking?” I asked as Tomi shrugged. “It seems to be enough reason for me.” Tomi said as I sighed. “You suck at it.” I tell her as she throws her chips at me. “Food fight?” I asked her. “NO, you child.” She admonished with a giggle. “Since I suck at it, why don’t you give it a try?”

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“I have something to share with you; I found a mate for Kavan,“ he said. Slowly creeping, I opened the door a bit. Autumn's face was obviously distraught as she looked at him in disbelief. Her expression was saddening. “Oh, you did?” She responded, trying her best to look like she did not care. “Yes, I just thought of sharing the news with you first; you know, because you are my mate,” he said, a corny smile plastered on his face. Seeing him heading towards the door, I slowly hid. He left her room, and I went in. I saw Autumn; her face was pale and distraught. I could see how autumn was, and her concerns tugged at my heart deeply.

“Sabrina. That woman? In my own opinion, she’s not the one for you. I told you that there are two types of women that you should look at when you choose a woman who will be your wife.” “What?” “One is like Pamela or someone who could surpass her. The second is your mate.” My mate. What if he knows about Autumn? Will he be disappointed? “Promise me that you will reject Autumn if you find out that she is your mate when we get older, Maddox,” I remembered Hugh said when we were children. “Why would I do that? I like Autumn as my mate.” “You will give her to me. Autumn is for me.” Hugh snapped his fingers bringing me back to the past. When it comes to Autumn, I remembered almost everything about

Levi and the warrior charged the nearest creatures, buying precious seconds, but the colossal being’s attention was fixed on Autumn, its voids-for-eyes glowing with hunger. “I trust you,” she whispered, her voice trembling but resolute. She grabbed Gale’s hand, her silver light intertwining with his aura, a warmth spreading through her despite the chaos. “Do it.” Gale didn’t hesitate. He pulled her close, his lips brushing her forehead as he whispered the ancient words of the mate bond, his voice steady even as the world crumbled around them. “By the moon’s grace, I claim you, Autumn Callisto, as my mate, my heart, my forever.”

The doctor quickly explained and then left when I nodded. “Let's get inside,” I told Luke and opened the door for him to enter with my children. Autumn was of course, unconscious, her messy hair and maid outfit was the one she still wore. The nurse nodded at us and then handed me... Autumn's phone? It was pretty much an old kind of phone, by old, I mean an android that's close to being outdated. I sighed and sat beside her, “What happened?” I noticed Luke staring at me, but I didn't pay him any attention. I took Autumn's hand on mine, “You're still gonna take care of those two cuties, you're still gonna reach your dreams. Wake up soon, Autumn.”

And I want it with Karo. "Do you have a mate?" Autumn asked Karo directly, making her look at our hands once more. I feel her trying to pull her hand but without success. She should do a big scene with everyone here to make me let her hand go and I know she doesn't want that. "Yes, I have" she says and I immediately look at her and I feel sick. "What?" we all asked in unison and all eyes were on me in panic. “I have, or better said I had a mate”

Eight years after I broke up with Greyson Tromp, we met in the hospital. He brought his wife for a prenatal checkup and happened to have their consultation with me. I wore a mask and carefully examined the condition of her baby. The intern beside us asked how they ended up together. Elise Jacob said smugly, "You have to fight for a handsome guy. To get the best, you have to fight for it! He used to like someone else. To win his heart, I stirred up trouble between them, causing them to misunderstand each other and gradually drift apart.

She picked up her tray and confidently approached his table, taking the chair in front of him. "Hi," Autumn waved. It was their first time talking since they were paired, and she was deadly nervous. "Hey, aren't you Autumn?" he asked. She was glad he remembered. "Um... yes. I'm sorry if I'm a distraction, but I really need to tell you something," she said. "Sure, I don't mind," he said. She smiled, her mind wandering into a daydream where Ivan gently touched her lips while looking into her eyes. "Your lips are kinda dry," he spoke softly in her fantasy.