Matchmaker Totally Spies Novels & Stories

the girl said with a light laugh, seemingly quite pleased. "Uh-huh." Tyler nodded, his expression softening further. The word 'matchmaking' confirmed Zyra's suspicions. Tyler had not only moved on from her, but he was also actively seeking someone else. Her eyes dropped to Tyler's hand, and she noticed the ring was gone. He had removed it.

Spying on my fiance’s friend is what I think is a stupid thing I did, but it is also what brought me to the person who will love me so much and I will love back. I’m glad I spied on my fiance’s friend and now my fiance becomes my husband. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • E N D .

Just as she was putting some of the cakes in the fridge, Rick suddenly barges into the kitchen to get his cakes. Maya looked at him with a dark expression. It was now sure that Rick was really a spy. For food and Matilda. The next day, Maya woke up refreshed. However, she did not expect that she would have a difficult task that day. Sicilia asked she will have to follow Alexander and Stephany while touring because they could no longer use the mic unless they wanted Alexander to know they were being sneaky and get angry again.

she asked as she inspected the black leather tactical gear Marcus had offered her. “It just came up,” Marcus replied. “He said it was urgent.” “Knox didn’t brief me.” Emily said a hint of surprise in her tone. “There was no time for a proper briefing. That’s why we had to call you in incase the target turned out to be unpredictable.” Emily frowned. “What are we dealing with?” “Target extraction,” Marcus said. “Who is the target?” “Foreign spy,” another agent answered. “Planning a terrorist attack.” Emily’s expression hardened slightly.

According to him, you possess a revolutionary soul, you’ll bring the biggest unexpected and unaccepted change in the history of wolves and vampires. Yes, you have read it right. He didn’t say anything specific about the kind of change, I think he kept something hidden from us too, but it’ll going to be something neither them nor we can accept. Moreover, he said that your mate will bore the print of your paw on her left arm and only the girl with that sign will be your mate. Every other girl you choose will have a fate confronting death. Your mother, my son, will advise you to not ruin the life of any other girl knowing the truth. Instead, put your feet in your shoes and get out in search of

Social Medias or watching the news were never her things which made it hard for her to know them and yet, they believed one of them will marry her. After purchasing her favorite iced tea, she returned to the secret garden which she had begged her escorts to wait for there. She passed each one of them a cup of strawberry smoothie, just like how she never failed to drink her iced tea after her classes goes to how she never forgets to get them some smoothies to keep them going for the day. “What do we have here?” Chloe, who Alice had labeled as the spoilt brat approached them. Just like every day, Chloe was wearing a much revealing clothes which is bad as she also she has the intention of marry

I replied, gritting my teeth. Someone cleared their throat and a small diminutive man I hadn't noticed before, dressed in priestly robes, stepped up beside Damon. He bowed before speaking. “Your Majesty, The arrangements for the mating ritual, has been concluded.” “We’re to be mated?” I gasped in horror.

I looked around the party hall as we entered; it was beautiful. "Welcome to our 30th mating party! Ladies and gentlemen, put on your masks! Now, may we have all the ladies come up here?" A woman, who I think was the MC, grabbed our attention. We all stood up and went to the stage. "Okay! We will be rating you on your strength and beauty to impress your mate." I just sat in my seat as I watched them participate, along with Jess, who also wasn't interested in finding another mate. The MC continued calling the names while I secured my mask on my face.

The stillness. A spar meant she’d have to fight while holding her back. She couldn’t let her wolf rise—not even a little—because she wasn’t just strong, she was female, and that would ruin everything. Still, she gave a curt nod. “I understand.” The recruiter gestured for one of the boys to step forward. He was lean but well-built, his forearms wrapped in leather guards and his smirk cocky. Maybe sixteen. Maybe older. “Ryker here will be your opponent. Try not to cry.”

I thought he was going to act all petty initially. “I’m sorry, but you guys will have to switch partners with another. You know we can’t allow mates to be partners while having a spar. It will hold the other back while being asked to do something, and the last thing I need here is two freshly mated pairs being all sympathetic while trying to dish out the slightest of attack to her mate or vice versa. I hope you both get what I mean?” She had her eyes on me when she said the last part, and I got the impression that she felt I was kind of feeble-minded. It didn’t bug me, though, because I was already used to giving people the wrong impression about me.