Books Like Matched Novels & Stories

“Hello.” “....” Silence. There’s no answer from across the phone. “Yeobseyo.” “....” Suddenly the caller hung up. Tiara just fell silent while staring at the phone screen. Weird. “Is it trying to scare me?” Tiara put the phone back down. Her hands are moving to clean up the old book. The book with the cover of ‘The Power of Darkness’ has a unique shape. The carving of roses with minimalist style on the cover looks real. Tiara’s never seen a book cover like this before. She tried to open the book, but it couldn’t open.

Today is Friday! The most exciting day of Zelda's life. A day she had marked as the best day ever because she was going to get married to her soulmate, the one who had never ceased to make her heart ache. His name is victor. Zelda sat by the edge of her bed, admiring her bridal gown which hung on the dummy stand. It was so beautiful that she couldn't stop staring at it. She has longed to wear a bridal gown. For years, Zelda watched her friends get mated while hers never showed up. She felt the moon goddess hates her so much for not giving her a mate at the initial stage.

The man asks first, and when everyone nods slowly, he grins and continues, "Unfortunates find their mates by finding out who doesn't have a scent." Avery stares at the man, furrowing her brows. "So because I can't find Alpha Lancaster's scent, he's my mate?" She asks with a sigh, trying not to roll her eyes. This doesn't seem very reliable to her at all. "Yes," the man beams. "We don't feel the typical sparks when we touch," Roman butts in, folding his arms as he glances at Avery quickly. "That's the beauty of Unfortunate pairings. All of that happens after marking," the doctor states gleefully, clapping his hands, and he puts his tablet down.

If you prefer fast-paced books, then this is the not the book for you. - In my novels, males are DOMINANT over females because their universe is structured in a certain way. Their world is extremely different from ours in terms of values and ethics. So don't compare them and accuse me of portraying abusive scenarios because I do my best to show animal behaviour and they will be rough and tough.

“Now, imagine it as a flame in your hands. Hold it carefully. Don’t let it burn out, and don’t let it consume you.” For a moment, she managed it. A faint glow flickered at her fingertips, warm but bearable. Damon’s eyes softened, pride flashing in the golden depths. But then Lucas’s voice cut across the stillness, sharp as a blade. “Now feel mine.” Racheal’s eyes snapped open, meeting his crimson stare from across the room. His aura crackled around him, restless, dangerous, but alluring in its intensity. She shut her eyes again, reaching. The second bond surged forward instantly, wilder, hotter, like lightning in her blood. It clashed against Damon’s steadiness, sparking in her veins until h

There are two doors inside that aren't the washroom. I open the first one. It opens to his study, which is also dark. I walk around. It is filled with books from the floor to the ceiling. I wonder how many of these books he has actually read. Other than a computer and some pens, there is nothing on his large mahogany large desk. I sit on the office chair. It doesn't look as comfortable as it feels. Out of curiosity, I try to open all the drawers but they are all locked. As I pull my hand back, I feel something metallic under the desk. I reach in and pull out a gun.

“Yes, Damon. I’m fine now.” He looked me over, his gaze scrutinizing. “Wait, it’s unusual.” My brows furrowed. “What do you mean, unusual?” “You shifted back faster than usual,” he replied, crossing his arms as if contemplating what that might mean. “It’s not like you to regain control so quickly.” I hesitated, the words forming before I could stop them. “Maybe it’s because of Catherine. The beast didn’t resist her. It was as if...” I paused, almost embarrassed to say it aloud. “It was as if it was endeared to her. She’s my mate, Damon.”

I said, and Rick nodded as he walked to the center of the room and dropped into a chair. My fingers glide along the books as I read their titles. I pull one out, glance at the first few pages, and then slip it back into its place before continuing. “Hmmm,” I hummed as I squatted to see the books at the bottom. My fingers glide along the books, and my heart stops when I read one of the titles, “How to Reject a Mate and the Consequences that Follow.” Slowly, I pulled the book from its slot and flipped through a few pages.

"This was supposed to be your Mating Ceremony! Couldn't you have waited just one more day?" Chloe’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "Elara, listen to me, this was all just a goddamn mistake!" A mistake? Was it a mistake that every time Julian and I fought and he stormed out, Chloe’s phone would suddenly go dead?. Was it a mistake that when Julian and I visited her place, he seemed more familiar with every corner of her home than I was?. Even the dog Chloe owned only ever acted friendly toward Julian.

Long enough for me to smell the shift in her. Not fear. Decision. Then she lifted the book and held it up. The title hit me like a fist I didn’t flinch from. WOLF TRADITIONS & BONDS: A GUIDE FOR COUNCIL AND HOUSEHOLDS Jordan stretched a calm expression over her face the way a good attorney stretched calm over panic in front of a jury. “I was reading about mate bonds,” she said, voice steady. “Maddox… I think there’s something you aren’t telling me.”