Glory With Matthew Broderick Novels & Stories

Not a chance! Naomi staggered back, stunned. Her face was deathly pale, and she couldn't even utter a single word. It hit her that the control she took such pride in was, in the eyes of others, nothing more than a joke. Matthias had completely lost it. As a rabid dog backed into a corner, he began to lash out at everyone. He turned to Cameron and the others, shouting wildly, "And all of you! Don't act like your hands are clean either! You old foxes have had your hands in plenty of Celestial Group's dirty business.

Liam cries and whines in pain as he tries getting Jackson off him, but it was no use. 'You think I couldn't save Lily from you guys? Well you couldn't be more wrong because I saved her from the likes of you. And that'll be the one save that I will ever be proud of.' And with that, Jackson takes one finals clench of his jaw, ending the ex-rogue’s life for good. Chloe drops to the ground in pain, but she slowly gets back up and stands her ground as her ex colleague Marcus stalks towards her menacingly.

“Of course. I’ve fought alongside her several times in our younger days and even taught her a couple of things. She's completely decimated our foes even without us. I can see why you are so strong.” “Yeah. I’m thankful to have her. Umm, well, I guess I will take my leave now. See you!” Matthew left as quickly as he came. Lawrence chuckled. “Goodbye, sir.” … After his short greeting with Lawrence, Matthew was on his way to the audience where he would continue to watch the later matches with Yuki and Cecilia. Matthew put on his [Mirage] spell again to hide his scales as always. On his way out of the fighters’ lobby, Matthew was stopped by a young and squeaky voice.

Satisfaction—The kind that comes from knowing she had taken something precious—and believing she had won. “I didn’t think you’d come,” she said. “You never replied to my messages.” I smiled faintly. “Why wouldn’t I?” “I’m not the one doing something shameful.” “I’m Gavin’s lawful mate. Everything about me can stand in the sunlight.” “Some people—no matter how well they pretend—are still meant to stay in the dark.” Her face hardened. “You—” I didn’t wait for her to finish. “I came to say one thing.” I looked at her calmly. “He’s yours now.”

The connected call only carried the sounds of Jaime Walter and Derek Surrey’s pleasure. She did not seem to hear what I said. After an impatient click of her tongue, she hung up. I lowered my arms and stared at my mother’s decomposed body. My strength felt completely drained. Derek then sent me a series of messages. When I opened them, I saw videos of the two of them having sex that night. Their intimate sounds filled the room. Derek smiled in the video and asked Jaime, “You really are not giving him the miracle drug?”

He had easily gotten Chairman Laurier’s approval due to his skills, diligence, and honesty, and he was often stuck to Matthew’s side like glue, happy and contented with the responsibilities of his job. Matthew, on the other hand, was a stark contrast to Bryce’s plain appearance. Matthew often drew eyes to him wherever he went because of his looks. With inky black hair, the strands plastered against his forehead, and deep-set eyes that resembled the color of a dark, stormy sea, he gave off a mysterious, provocative image that was irresistible to women. Coupled with his height, tanned skin, and elegant, tailored suits, he could easily sweep a woman off her feet if he wanted to.

He and Adam exchanged a glance, both looking furious and alarmed. "Andrew, please be clear. Who did that bitch Scarlett get to? Once I know who the traitor is, I'll rip them out myself!" Matthew's tone instantly shifted to buddy-buddy, trying to play nice. Andrew gave him a dry smile. "Well, well. Mr. Yeager Senior, already calling me so fondly? You sure changed your face fast. Weren't you trying to kill me just a minute ago?" Matthew raised a hand and slapped himself twice, loud and sharp."You see that? I'm punishing myself. That's how sorry I am!"

His trump card would have to come out in play, or else the other man would cut him off and block him from ever finding out the truth behind everything - including his own near-assassination in Bronze Nation domain. "Melinda Troy invited me to go to Gold Nation," Matthew said simply. "That's a good reason for me to go, isn't it?" The fractional widening of Wyatt's eyes was the only sign of surprise he betrayed, and even that disappeared in a flash. Good poker face. Matthew needed more, then.

There was no deafening explosion, only the eerie silence of matter disintegrating. In the white light, Naomi's body and the tower turned to dust. [Time remaining: Three minutes.] "Clifford, are you ready to return?" the system asked. I watched the three people who had once been the closest to me meet the most horrific ends imaginable. "Let's go," I said quietly to the system. I took one last look at my headstone and whispered, "Goodbye, Dad, Mom, and Naomi. So long, Clifford Sullivan." I'd never forgive them, and we'd never meet again.

Alpha Matthew smiled at me. As I sank into the warm water, my mind couldn’t help but wander to the events of the past few days. My pack, Highcrown Walkers, had been targeted by a group of Alpha Hughes the traitor, and we had barely managed to defend ourselves. I had fought alongside Alpha Matthew, Mark, and Jamien, and while we had emerged victorious, we had also suffered losses.