Matchmaker Totally Spies Novels & Stories

A hiss comes from the mouth of tall man. I take off my white blazer that I wore, then throw it away carelessly. Then, my hand grabs a pair of sword of mine from the back. “Let’s start our game.” - Perfect Mate -

“No, not breeding. Who gives a shit about breeding? And I won’t be pushed into anything.” He stood and glanced out the window at the women going into the front of the building with what appeared to be pies, cookies, and cakes in their grasp. His mother had done well. Telling them his preferences ensured they offered up something he liked. But two could play that game. “Where’s the card?” Spike frowned. He glanced around the office. “What card?” “The one you mentioned is about a matchmaker, Gerri or something.” “Ah, yes. Gerri Wilder.” Spike nodded and shoved his hand into his pocket. “She matched my cousins. Their mother, much like yours, tried to interfere, but Gerri gave them the perfect m

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It was the one thing in this entire world that had always belonged to me too. ‘Just a little longer,’ I told myself as another name was called. The girl beside me; Maria, third daughter of one of the Elder families, gasped when she heard her own name and practically flew across the grounds toward a sandy-haired wolf who had gone completely still the moment she moved. There seemed to be a sudden change in the atmosphere the second they locked eyes together and the air felt charged. They looked like soulmates who had just found themselves and were adamant on never letting each other go.

"Ate Graziel, please?" Graziel couldn't help laughing. "Me too?" "You have to." "Why?" "Because..." Junie thought for a moment. "Games are more fun with three people." Graziel fell silent. It was such a simple sentence. But for some reason, it warmed her heart. She couldn't remember the last time someone told her that something was more fun because she was there. "All right," she answered softly. "What are we playing this time?" Junie's eyes sparkled again. "I Spy!"

Grey This is unbelievable. I can’t believe my dream wasn’t a dream. That I actually got to speak to the Moon Goddess. That Everleigh is actually my second chance mate. I don’t mind that she is mated to Zayden too. That just means we can have more fun. After our meeting I walked Everleigh back to their room. Well, I guess our room. This is going to take some getting used to.

I say to him because I felt relieved knowing that he would not pursue Rayne now that he is mated. “Ends up his mate is my Beta’s little sister. She too is a firecracker and he is going to have his hands full with her.” Hunter says as he chuckles and then takes a drink of his beer. I raise my beer and say, “To the Moon Goddess for giving us our undeniably, beautifully strong Luna’s. “I can drink to that.” He says as he clicks his beer to mine.

Wow, she had been quick on picking up the connection between them. “I’ll try my best, Alpha Gemma...” Jessica answered with a grateful smile, before she rushed forward and set the tray with refreshments on the table. “Alright, hurry up, Alphas. We are keeping mates from getting to know each other.” She answered firmly. Alright, his mate was hot when she went into business mode. How was he supposed to wait the rest of the week to claim her? Duke growled in agreement.

Jake said annoyed. I looked at Jake nervously. How do I explain this to him? Especially about Gabriel. “I am her mate,” Nick answered before I could, his voice cold. Jake’s eyes widened and he looked at me. “Mate?” he asked quietly. “As in, he is a werewolf, and you are his mate?” I nodded without saying a word. I saw the pain in his eyes. I silently begged him to forgive me. “I am a hybrid, actually,” Nick said. “Werewolf and warlock. And, yes, Aria is mine.”

The challenge was simple: match 100% with someone else on the app, and the first two couples would win an all-expenses-paid trip to a luxurious island. Guests scrambled to d******d the app, their phones lighting up as they created their profiles. Laughter filled the room as people joked about how they were "so not ready for the matchmaking process," but the competitive energy was palpable. Maria watched as people furiously swiped left and right, creating profiles and hoping for a match. After a few minutes, two couples erupted in cheers, their phones showing the coveted 100% match. The speaker, with a grin, announced their victory, and the lucky couples were given their golden tickets for th