Greek Matchmaker Novels & Stories

she cried, grabbing his hand and giving it a squeeze. I always knew that Kay had a serious crush on Nik and had hoped that it would die down, but it didn’t look as if it had. Nik was a serious heartbreaker and Kay was just too soft for him – plus she had Robert now. It made me kind of sad for the poor German guy who didn’t know what he had got himself into – even though the attraction to Nik appeared to be a one sided thing only. “I was chased out of Greece by a pack of wild Greek mothers after I impregnated their daughters... and I knew you two kiddos would hide me.” he joked, striking a pose.

Jeanette held Jason and cried loudly. Sebastiano had been forced to that extent. If her brother still refused to agree, what could he do even if he was saved? Jason patted Jeanette on the shoulder and said softly, "Don't be silly. You won't die. I just helped two become a couple today. In fact, I'm addicted to being a matchmaker. It's not impossible for me to make you two a couple." Looking at Madison, Jason said softly, "I should have accompanied you on the first night, but I can't. I'll ask Phoebe and the others to accompany you."

Are we back to this mow? “Are you going to pretend like you don’t talk again?” Greece doesn’t say anything, her hand just remains suspended in the air until I take it from her and let my eyes dance over the words. “You must feel like you are the king of the world just because you marked me, turned me on and left me right? Well, newsflash, it doesn’t mean anything to me. We are mates but that’s what we will ever be. Do not expect me to suddenly accept you just because the moon goddess made us mates. You can consider it the start of your punishment for what you did. Do not expect mate duties from me. We are still two strangers and yes, I love the way your fingers curled inside of me, I bet it

No matter how many layers Drake has around him, Marcy was confident that she will be able to win him over. At the mentioning of rejection, Marcy remembered George, the Greek God who gave her a few minutes of bliss before the harsh truth plunged her into agony. Does Drake have a mate or someone he prefers? Marcy was confident that a guy like Drake probably has several women at home, willing to please him. What if he has a harem? "Do you know if Drake found his mate?"

Only a few men are brave enough to ask me to dance and the rest are just better avoided. I started off with a list of the most eligible bachelors in Greece. I narrowed it down to just fifty in a span of days. Greece is not big enough because I have burned through that list fast thanks to my right hand man, Castle. He meets them, studies them and checks out the boxes. So far, none of them is good enough. I'm starting to worry not just about meeting my deadline but also getting an heir before thirty. I'm not getting any younger. 'Should I smile more?' The thought crossed my mind.

He was still engrossed in work, gazing at both documents side by side. "See you later." I grabbed the door knob and exited the office. I knew something was definitely fishy because Zain would have started blabbing about her if there wasn't a problem in the first place. "Fine, fine, I'm going…" I replied to my grumpy wolf. He had never pushed me this way before and I wondered what message the moon goddess was trying to pass for me but as for now, I do not believe in true love. "I strolled from the pack house to the woods, all the while, I was lost in thoughts. Not only about the mate stuff but I was also worried about my friend and his Luna. They were mates but it seemed like they were not me

“He sends his gifts and wishes the Lion heart pack well. He has also sent us to retrieve his promised bride. The daughter of your dead Alpha promised him.” My sister. Camille. She paled beside me, gripping my hand in a death like grip. No, she mindlinked me. No, Catherine. I can't go. I'm mated to Jackson. I love him. I can't be with the Lycan King! “And if we refuse?” I asked the Messenger. He arched his brow as if the prospect of me refusing was funny and laughed. “Well, prepare to hold many more burials. The Lycan King is known for many things. His temper is one of them.”

I gave Claire, my assistant, a nod. “Introduce him to Margaret,” I said. “They’ll hit it off.” Claire moved quickly, and soon, I could see the two of them laughing, comfortably chatting. It felt good knowing I was helping people find real connections. I was building something meaningful now. It was time for my speech, and I had so much to say. In just three years, I had done this. Two months after my divorce, I had met a wealthy, influential widow who was struggling to find true love amidst the gold diggers who swarmed her. She was impressed with my wisdom, and she hired me as a personal matchmaker. It was a success, and the referrals swarmed in. In a few months, with her help I moved back t

"Look, Aria. How about I introduce you to a few other warriors from the neighboring packs? Strong, capable Alphas." My eyes widened. "A few?" "I mean elite colleagues within the legal pack," he clarified quickly, his scent turning defensive. "I'm not suggesting you juggle a whole den of men. Look at Graham Cole, the strategist signing with us today. His mate used to be his coworker before she settled into the pack-mother role full-time." Dominic seemed pleased with his own logic, thinking he’d successfully pivoted from his own failures to a new hunt for my future. I just stared at him, bewildered. Since when did my stoic, cold-blooded father become a matchmaker?

She stroked my face, and I held her hand, studying the ring I had given her. “Strength is another issue I need to analyze, since his training was different from what is given to Betas.” “Then train the boy. He is everything you said and a little more.” I considered her answer, rethinking everything we had been through so far and how he had handled the issues. “I’ll talk to him.” She smiled. “And I believe he has found his mate. Don’t you agree?” I started laughing, stroking her thigh. “Celine Jones, the matchmaker. That’s new.” She slapped my chest and then kissed the spot, making my blood boil again.