Gus X Matt Novels & Stories

Matt mutters as all the guys look around to avoid being picked for shopping duty. “Let’s do that tomorrow. Today we need to focus on trying to track down this doctor. As much information as you and Rosie can remember, would be beneficial,” Matt says as he moves to stand up. His hand lingers on my ass, and I smile at him, remembering last night. I am sore in places that feel so good to be sore. It reminds me of the intense passion we shared throughout the night.

He looked at the pages Camden showed him with enthusiasm and excitement. With a beaming smile filled with gratitude, she pointed at the other paper bag in Matt's hand. "And what's in there?" she asked curiously. "Guitar picks. Or 'plectrums' as they seem to call them here," he stated in his best Scottish accent. "They're pretty cool. Made from mother-of-pearl from Loch Ryan or something," he explained, taking one out for Camden to inspect. "I didn't know you played the guitar," she said, running her hand over the beautiful iridescent design. He shrugged. "I got one for you too," Matt said, sticking his hand in the bag and producing another pick which he handed to Clayton. "Why is Matt giving

I knew exactly who that was. “So close…” I muttered to myself as I turned towards the voice. “Oh hey, Matt. What’s up?” I started to walk backward, praying that maybe he would get the idea that I didn’t want to talk. “Have you seen Harriet?” Matt sheepishly grinned. Matt was tall with thick curly dark molasses-colored hair pushed on top of his head by a sweatband. He was strong but not really muscular. He had dull gray eyes that only held any real emotion when he had his tongue shoved down my friend’s throat.

Who ever he is, he might just be a dangerous distraction I wouldn’t mind keeping even if it’d destroy me. “Shall we continue the tour?” a manly voice comes from behind me. I look beside me to see an older man in an elaborate official attire. Mr. Gab, the school Dean. A sad pot-bellied homunculi. He looks between me and Mr. hot pants and coughs deliberately to get his attention. “Shall we, Your highness.” “Sure” he responds to Mr. Gab without tearing his eyes from mine.

"Watch your mouth." "Or what?" Marcus laughed. "You'll challenge me? You're not ready, boy. And the council knows it." The elders murmured, nodding. Marcus turned to me. "You've embarrassed this pack. A mute human with no wolf, spreading her legs for a half-breed playboy. Do you have any idea what this does to our reputation?" I opened my mouth. No sound came out. The panic was closing in. Kael stepped forward. "She's not a whore. She's my mate."

Riki said “If you changed sex for a day, what would you do?” Sasha read. “I will become a womanizer!” They laughed. “Bloody hell! You’re going to beat me, Sasha!” Matt said, laughing “I just want to know why Matt is obsessed with it!” Sasha once laughed out. Matt just shook his head. He took wooden blocks and made them fall. “It’s broken,” Ashlee said Matt laughed. Matt’s already returning the Jenga blocks to their box. Gaby looked at Clark. His two elbows are on his thigh, and his head is on his two hands.

When I heard what he said I felt something from me that makes my heart beat fast and my body started to feel hot. "Look at your face you two, it looks liked someone poured it with red paint," Chesa teased us. "Do you miss spitting something in your face al—" Trevor was stopped by Chesa for teasing her with greeny joke by slapping Trevor's face with her fork again and moved away like she's irritated. "Despite the gender, Kaegal and Armand look good together specially when TJ is with them," Matt stated with his deep and serious voice. It really surprised me from what Matt said cause he tend to be the quiet one or to be the clown of the group together with Deo, but know he is opening a serious

she gasped, horrified at her thoughtlessness. “I’ll live,” a familiar voic’e answered her in English. It was Matt! She stared up at him, hardly able to believe her eyes. He was wearing frayed cutoffs and a T-shirt, his baseball cap was on back to front, his eyes were hidden by sunglasses, and he was leading a very small white goat on a piece of string. “You’re, ah . . . you’re ... is that a goat?” she managed eventually, struggling to control the laughter that suddenly threatened to overwhelm her.

“In love?’’ “Do you not think you sound crazy, Bethany?’’ Zoe suddenly exclaims standing by the open door. I roll my eyes feeling frustrated that now the both of them are in my room. I know that this conversation will only take a few seconds before it turns around to both of them bullying me. “ I'm crazy about him. Did you not see the way he looked at me? He is just as crazy about me. We are meant for each other. we are destined to be.’’ “ is he your mate? mother told us that only mates make us feel like that.’’ Zoe argues as she enters the room and sits on my bed. I clench my fist getting the overwhelming feeling to tell her to just get up and leave my room. both of them. “ Forget what moth

They stayed silent as well as they headed to Hudson’s office. When they got into the office area, Lucy flung off Matthew’s arm. She turned to walk into her office while Matthew said nothing as he headed straight into Hudson's office. Matthew lit a cigarette when he got into the office. He sat on the balcony without saying a word. When the three of them saw him acting that way, they stayed silent as well. Matthew was known for his mood swings, and none of them wanted to be yelled at by him. “Matthew, Linus Gusman doesn’t seem to be an ordinary man. It’s best if you look into him,” Charlie sat on the office couch and said to Matthew’s back.