Match Making Novels & Stories

"Why not? It could be fun," said Cameron. They agreed to try the first app they had this issue with, Perfect Match. Cameron deleted his profile, but Krista still had hers going. Cameron quickly downloaded the app and did everything he had done the first time to get his profile going. By now, he had done these enough times so far that he was able to sign up for the apps pretty fast. Once he submitted his profile, they both got notifications that they were both a match, this time at 98%. They both had a good laugh about how their match rating has only increased since the last time they used the app.

Every unmated man formed lines down the centre of the town hall, around our amazing Goddess Tree. To the sounds of a jolly country string quartet all unmated women of age seeking a partner skip down the lines. The men face the packhouse, unaware of which maiden will glance by and touch their outstretched hand as we weave down the line. The joyous noise from the crowd when a match is made is addictive.

Sia greets the other couple beside Type. "Congratulations on a beautiful little girl, Sia. Dark hair and light eyes are a dangerous combination." "Thank you. And I know I made her a onesie that says '#1 Heartbreaker.' for that reason." "Wait you made that one? Damn I thought Bright bought it." "Yeah. I've made a couple of Ash shirts as well. I have hobbies believe it or not." "You're such a workaholic though." "My job is being a stay at home mom of course I am." "Well before that you were worse." "Oh shush!" They sound like siblings which unintentionally solidifies the lie the couple's were told.

I shoved the tablets into my mouth and chewed them dry. The powder caught in my throat, and I coughed again. Then I lifted my head and forced a smile through the crack under the door. "Megan, it does not hurt anymore." Megan's voice shook with tears. "Silly Zack. Your face is white from pain. How much must it hurt?" Andrew's eyes were red. "Zack, do not be scared. I am getting you out right now." He tried the keypad, muttering under his breath. "It has to be Mom's birthday. No, wrong. Let me try Dad's..."

The mission they put about them, caught my interest, “Making love would comfort people. However, some single people don’t want to find friends with benefits so they don’t get infected with infection or inflammation. Our APP helps to find you a partner to have a one-to-one live chat.” I scrolled down and continued reading. “You just need to post your body on the APP, the APP will expose your profile to a potential employer. If the price of the potential employer meets your wants, your body will be served to the employer only. You as a user need to obey every order your employer gives and the minimum time for cooperation is one month. Interesting right? Click the link below to sign.”

Once again, beauty was pain. After spending a good half an hour on that, I moved on to my makeup, implementing a few of my new products into my routine. Nikki had come around after our little shopping spree and shown me the basics of makeup artistry. I would never be as good as she was at matching shades or blending shadows, but I was already noticing some small improvements.

She called out but I was way too lost to hear her. "Mate!" I groaned, sniffing her scent continuously before I to trail kisses down my neck. "Jace please…" she held my face and stared deeply into my eyes as her tears wet her lashes and cheek. She was shaking and I could feel it from her touch. She knew that the mating ceremony of an alpha must be done in a legal manner after their marriage. "If you do this it will give us both a bad name." She pulled her legs closer to herself into a ball and closed her eyes when she noticed I was moving closer.

I groaned angrily banging my table. “How does my ranking have to do with us?” he asked me. “As the highest Alpha female there is, my pack forbids that I become mate with a low-ranked wolf like you, you’re an omega, There’s no difference between you and a common maid or helper. How do you expect an Alpha to be mate with someone who is supposed to serve her. See listen to me, make everything easier here and reject me as your mate!” I groaned furiously with my voice as cold as Ice.

The Full Moon dance is a special event held every year, where members of the packs who have come of age, or who are without a mate, are invited for a chance to pair up. I attended for many years, until I finally realized that I didn't have a mate. Or at least, not one that I had ever seen before, as I never did match with anyone. It was a bitter fact that I had accepted over time, and now, having Levi close to me I didn't even come to regret it, as I believe I couldn't feel anything stronger than what I feel for him. But on this occasion it made me nervous. I doubted anything could happen, but Rose's promise about being Levi's mate kept making me nervous.

I point out, attempting to smooth down my hair, which has apparently opted for chaos over civility. Three months of investigating have led us to Platinum Connections. The most exclusive matchmaking service in the city, where wealthy clients pay obscene amounts of money for the promise of true love. With an undivulged side-effect, which has some of them end up dead or financially ruined. "That's kind of the concerning part."