Novel & Cerita Lita Edge/matt Hardy

Brett gasped before he picked up his phone from his inner pocket. "I have no objection, Mr. Lozano," Chandler replied, followed by Adam’s response, "Me too." "Alright!" Lawrence cheered and then posted their picture on his social media account. "What's your Instagr*m account? Is it okay to follow you?" Brett asked. "Sure, I'll follow you back," Lawrence said. "My account is Lawrence underscore Not underscore Highrence." That's a unique username, but no one dared to bring it up.

I tried to stop myself from laughing, but as soon as Layla started laughing, I broke and joined her. Matt's eyes were wide, his mouth was open, and his hands looked like they froze in mid-air, and if you look more closely, you can see that he stopped breathing in shock. When Mia left him, he finally got into some senses and took a deep breath. Finally, I stopped laughing, but Layla was still laughing, and her mate's eyes were still focused on her while I could see a slight smile on his face... {he was already smitten by her... well, I can't blame him, both my besties are awesome} Matt rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly... "I am Matt, Matt walker," he said to Mia, and she gave him a breath

“Well, first me and Nat. Then you ladies appear and it was Malia and Zach, then Sienna and Ollie. Now Jemma here and Dex are mates. With the arrival of your group, mates are being matched all over the place.” The girl exclaims happily and gushes over Jemma, who blushes but answers her question excitedly. I watch Katie as she flashes me a smile and then slips out the door. Turning back to face Trevor, we talk as the girls talk, until he realizes that I must want a little privacy with my newly found mate. He asks Grace if she wants to hang out with him and they leave the room. Once I am alone with Jemma, the nerves set in a bit. She is still in my arms and I never want to let her go.

Today, Niylah would finally proclaim the truth that had been buried beneath layers of misunderstanding. I watched as she stood at the edge of the stage, both commanding and tentative, her presence transforming the chaotic room into something sacred. Her hands fidgeted with the hem of her shirt—an unconscious gesture reflecting the weight of what she was about to reveal. Liam stood beside her, a silent pillar of support, though his nervous energy radiated through the air like a charged storm.

Romy babbled through the whole ride into town. Her excitement was a massive slap to Lotte’s ego, as the woman seemed unable to stop talking about the fact that Matty had crawled into bed with her and David that night. “He was just SO cute!” The woman cooed, her gaze consistently falling to the new boots on her feet. “I think the boys are realizing that I only want to be a part of their lives. Nothing wrong with that, right?”

Matthew seemed to be in a good mood, and if he were to interrupt him… Wayne could not afford to get into trouble with Matthew. After they were done talking, Matthew glanced at Wayne and asked Lucy, “Lulu, who’s this?” Lucy’s face turned red. Uh-oh, she had just shamelessly flirted with Matthew in front of Wayne as if he were not there. Gosh, how embarrassing. “This is Mr. Erlington, our collaborator in this project. We were just discussing the contract earlier,” Lucy explained to Matthew. He nodded and smiled at Wayne. “Well, do you need anything else, sir? If not, I’ll take my wife with me.”

“Okay. I’ll call and cancel. Let me know when you want to set this up again.” Something was telling me there wouldn’t be a midnight yacht ride in the future, but I didn’t say that to him. Instead, I thanked him and then disconnected the mindlink. “They are never going to talk to me again,” Lila continued to cry; now she had tears streaming down her face. “And Matty will hate me even more.” “Who the hell is Matty?” I found myself asking a little too harshly. “A guy who hates me because I’m a Volana,” Lila pouted. “He says my kind is dangerous. He won’t even give m a chance.”

*** When it was night, we were divided into different dimensions. Hazel and I held our feeble hands and comforted each other but we were later dragged to different rooms. As the girls slept that night, my eyes stayed wide open; very much awake. Despite everything, I couldn't help but marvel at how the rest managed to get any sleep. My mind drifted to the incident that happened yesterday with the vampires. I'm a destined mate for Desmond, What does that even mean? The thought of what Lady Gaga had said about me having three mates made my heart race even harder.

“Yeah. I hear you, loud and clear.” “A shame, really,” Reena piped up. “Because he is sex on legs.” “I know, right?” Naomi said. “Hey!” Mitch said mock-indignantly. “I’m sitting right here, sugar!” Reena winked at him. “Deal with it, sugar. Matt Kingston is smoking hot, and being a serial womanizer and commitment-phobe does not change that fact.” “Yeah,” Naomi said ruefully. “Unfortunately, that is completely true.”