Autumn The Matchmaker Novels & Stories

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.

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 seared my palm. The music intensified. Kavan started to move. I was lost. Swept away. He led with confidence and grace. My body responded automatically. We moved as one. It wasn't like dancing with Mathias. This was fluid. Natural. Easy as breathing. Kavan's gaze never left mine. I noticed the confusion there. The frustration. He was attempting to figure me out. "Who are you?" he mumbled. It was so quiet, I almost missed it. "I'm Autumn," I mumbled. "Your father's mate."

"Fine. I will show you that there is nothing to hide. I did not care about that woman." "Hugh!" Autumn's voice suddenly responded followed by a loud scream and giggles. "They are having a good time, Beta Maddox." He smiled. “Autumn reminded me so much of my mate. I wanted her to be happy. I wondered who would be the lucky man for her.” “I can never make her happy.” “You don't know for sure.” “She needed someone who could accept her as her mate. I could not do it for her. I have Sabrina.” “She broke up with you. The two of you are already done. So why keep on bringing her up.”

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.”

At twenty-four, Clara Mercer is the sharpest, most indispensable Executive Secretary at Sterling Enterprises. Armed with an MBA, ironclad professionalism, and an unwavering drive to secure her financial independence, she has spent two years maintaining a strict boundary between herself and her cold, ruthlessly attractive boss, CEO Damon Sterling. Damon is a man defined by corporate dominance and emotional stone. Guarded and cautious after a bitter, high-profile betrayal by his ex-wife, his only soft spot is his four-year-old son, Toby. But Toby is an untamable genius who has systematically terrorized and fired seven elite nannies in three months. When Toby triggers a company-wide emergency

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.”