Ema Matthews Novels & Stories

He said as if that meant something. "What? What are you talking about?" "You're my mate." "You already said that. What's exactly is a mate?" He stood in the middle of the room. "A mate is someone who you are destined to be with for the rest of your life. It's why you feel the sparks when I touch you or why you're always thinking of me." "Who says I think about you?" I snapped. "Do you not?" He eyed me.

Matthew seemed like a man who had lost his soul, his voice stubborn: "I'll find a way." Professor Greene felt compelled to warn him: "If you make a public spectacle of looking for Emma, you might put her in danger. "Professor Matthews, don't forget what happened to your parents. "If you truly care about Emma... respect her choice." Matthew's pupils trembled suddenly. The heavy snow in the deep night had turned all of Northridge into a silver-white blanket. It seemed to have frozen him completely as well. He stood motionless, even his fingertips too weak to move.

POV: Emerald Matthew made it easy. He always had. No pressure. No demands. Just quiet consistency and the kind of presence that didn't require performance. It was the kind of love that didn't prod or pry. He didn’t ask for what I wasn’t ready to give. He simply… was. He waited in doorways instead of pushing through them. And somehow, it was that—his stillness—that softened me the most. He held space for me, and he never asked when I’d be ready to fill it.

"Safe? You burnt my life down, Matthew. You treated me like a piece of luggage." "I had to!" he cried softly. "Please, Emma, think back. The bag I gave you at the park was six months ago. The one I said was gym clothes. Where is it?" Emmanuella froze. She remembered the bag. It was blue and heavy, and she’d tucked it into the very back of her closet under a pile of old coats. It was probably still there, or rather, it was in the ashes of her apartment. She looked at Matthew’s pleading face and realised Romeo was right. He didn't want her. He wanted the bag.

Matthew. And Vivian.

was Gwen's rueful reply. "Is there any particular reason we can't work with the Matthews Foundation? Trent Matthews seemed nice enough. In fact, he's far more approachable than I'd expect from a billionaire heir to such a fortune. And he sounds like a walking sex god ." Amy joked adding, "Now don't look at me like you don't expect me to know what a sex god he is."

I just stared blankly at her, not understanding. “I am too, a child of the fallen. There was a prophecy. A child of the fallen to marry the dark prince. Their love to bring light back into the world that has been covered with such darkness.” Mary’s eyes were in awe as if she truly believed I was that child. “Well, what else does it say? I am not marrying Theo or any other ‘dark prince’ I am never marrying again. I have my mate and I choose to be with him. Theo has accepted that.” I spoke anger rising in my voice.

his lips twitched. "I'm just saying I don't!" He entered his number in my phone before dropping me off in the garden. Dr. Kelly was already there when I arrived. She had some sort of notebook in her arm as she stretched out her hand to me with a smile. "We didn't get to formally meet. I apologize for my treatment towards you earlier. I didn't know you were his mate," she said. "My name is Dr. Kelly Madison and I will be your therapist from now on."

Signing the papers I placed the pen with a thud and stood up. “Let's end this from the root.” I looked at him determinedly and he turned around and looked at me confusedly. “I, Viviana Nash, reject you, Alpha Ezra Allister as my Mate and Alpha.” His eyes went wide as the pain slammed into him. But he didn't say anything, breaking my last hope.

Mathew was just talking nervously “I need to take a video of the almighty Matthew scared of Athens.” Emily said laughing “You don't want to know what she is capable of doing.” Mathew said Susan already explained somethings to him so he can't disclose anything related to the Mafia to Amelia. He left the girls and went to his room. “Mathew is really scared of you. Are you sure you guys haven't met each other.”Emily asked Mason was busy trying to hold the buttons on Athens gown .