Harry Potter Mattheo Novels & Stories

My heart continued to slam in my chest, tingles rippling through my jaw and face, sending a shiver down my spine. He bent his head to my level, his intense, fiery-hot gaze uncovering my soul. My light brown eyes met his green ones, filled with a mystery that held me together, one that pulled and sucked me in. My eyes grew larger by every second. “Regalia, my mate.” I pinched my eyes closed. He could not have said that. I—I must have only imagined it. He had no reason to say that, but those words wouldn't stop echoing in my mind.

Soon they will return here and take me back to that gloomy cell. After thinking for a while, I left this room to check. If I make it through, I can quietly escape. ... *POV Charles 'I want to meet my mate. My Mate! Our Mate! See her!' Ryan kept howling in my head. "Silent!" I growled in response. I can't accept that my mate is a human. The image of the girl with reddish brown hair, blue eyes as clear as seawater, a sharp gaze, and an ice-cold face flashed in my memory. Even though the cell was dark, I could still clearly remember every line of her face.

My Mate **

Serenity asks him as she continues to do her work, taking out the pills Harry had to take, handing them over to him and watched as he cringed but took them anyways and gulping them down with water she handed him. "You know me, I wouldn't spill anything" Matthew says, while mimicking to lock his mouth and throw away the key. "See...Not bad right?!" She asks rhetorically. "As long as I get my cookies" Harry grumbles under his breath, Serenity pats him in the shoulder. "Don't worry Harry, I'll make sure you get your batch of cookies." Matthew says causing Serenity to shake her head side to side in a 'No'. "Hey, who said anything about a batch of cookies? I meant one." She starts to protest only

And that is insane. Matteo is a playboy but she is letting him touch her. His effect on her is dangerous, she's drowning in his presence. Sunday soaked her face into her pillow while cursing herself in her mind. "By the way, can you introduce me to, Thor?" "Who's Thor?" "That huge man, Matteo's friend." "He's not Thor, he's Lorenzo." "Awweee ... what a delicious name, ugh." Sunday rolled her eyes and covered herself with her blanket.

He doesn’t look at Charlie or I but at Matthew. “Who are you?” Zach shouts out at him but stays rooted to the spot A sinister smile appears on Matthews face as he takes his eyes off of Charlie to focus on him. “My name is Matthew. First Hybrid” “That’s not possible” Zach calls out and I hear Matthew laugh I had never heard him laugh, it was dark and menacing. Was this really a person I wanted as a consultant? “Well Zach, there are many things that you do not know. The world has moved on and you are just one of many”

Mj groaned thinking about the building Dante and Azreal, or rather Alpha Calix and Theron had torn apart and she felt a little pang of guilt for the fact that someone had to clean up after a mess she helped create. “If you need someone to show you I can take you there on the cart,” the blonde muscle head offered and Mj looked at him with a smile “thank you I would appreciate that very much...umm?” the man laughed “sorry, my name's Mathew but everyone calls me Matty,” he said and Mj giggled thinking he looked more like a Thor then a Matty. Lou cleared his throat a little “hurry up Mathew we got an entire pack to feed” and Mj shook her head as a look of panic crossed his face.

'' ''Very stupid,'' exclaimed Gavriel, joining in behind Hans. ''LION!'' ''Hey. Bat! We are not deaf… No need to scream!'' Matteo seemed to be at a loss for words, don't know why the intimidation just felt reversed. Matteo was a *Sapphire, while Hans was only an *Amethyst. Even Hans' eyeballs were still clearly cloudy green. It meant that his level wasn't stable yet. He was still a newbie at *Amethyst level. ''Okay. I admit, it seems your level in terms of speech is higher than mine. I'm not going to argue about that with you."

Both Heather and I groaned as we walked out of my room. Matthew, or Matt, was the Beta’s son; he was obsessed with Harriet. They had been glued to each other’s faces, at least I only pictured their faces, for a few weeks now. Harriet continued her excuse, “He came to me. Well, for me.” Heather faked vomited as we hustled down the stairs.

Ken felt so happy to hold his mate after a long time waiting. Mew on the other hand in his pack house sitting beside the mother of his kids and his lovely mate Filo, by holding her hand. Healers said she was in this state because of too much exhaustion. Still, Mew can't believe that his mate is here with him flesh, blood, and alive. Flin and Sam came back yesterday, they were too here with him waiting for Filo to open her eyes. The strong rotten smell from his mate making obvious that she was still in the spell of black people. So he was so worried about what will happen when she opens his eyes.