Matchmaking Books Novels & Stories

My nose wrinkles as I turn the page, the paper so thin it’s nearly translucent, the faint imprint of the text on the opposite side teasing my eyes. The first hundred pages discuss the purpose of a mate—a union of equals, meant to strengthen and empower. Each quality, each gift, designed to make a couple an unstoppable force.

he reached up and pulled a pair of bifocals from his hair, "Thank you. Now lets see." he slides the glasses on and begins looking through the book "Ahhh here we are, he points and turns the book to me, after seeing you with her I looked in the book of names to see who you were. See here your mothers name and your fathers name are in gold. That means true mates, see some of the others are black, it means chosen mates, and red is second chance mates." "So this book could tell me who my mate is?"

At twenty-four, Clara Mercer is the sharpest, most indispensable Executive Secretary at Sterling Enterprises. Armed with an MBA, ironclad professionalism, and an unwavering drive to secure her financial independence, she has spent two years maintaining a strict boundary between herself and her cold, ruthlessly attractive boss, CEO Damon Sterling. Damon is a man defined by corporate dominance and emotional stone. Guarded and cautious after a bitter, high-profile betrayal by his ex-wife, his only soft spot is his four-year-old son, Toby. But Toby is an untamable genius who has systematically terrorized and fired seven elite nannies in three months. When Toby triggers a company-wide emergency

As he went to walk away I could hear as he shifted back into a large beautiful man. With one glance back at me he murmured “They will all pay my love don’t you fret, I will make them all pay soon” With that he bolted off into the forest. A few hours later I stirred awake at the peeking light of the bright sunshine. “ITS DAWN!” I missed my gathering last night! ‘What if my mate was there?’ ‘What if he mated with someone else?’ If an unmated male chooses he can pick any mate he desires. Mostly alphas choose to do this to keep their packs strong and genetics strong as well. It’s despicable to reject your mate but it happens.

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.

I replied, laughing. "If you want, I can give him your number then he'll text you or give you a call since both of you are shy and pretending not to like each other. I'll be glad to play Matchmaker." "You'll do that?" She said with a hopeful look. "Of course. All I need is your permission and I'll bug him to call you." "No, don't do that. Remember that in my previous relationship, I was forcing myself on my ex. I don't want a repeat of that."

Ranging from running into each others arms before heading off into the sunset together , that was my favorite by the way , to not being mates after all or even worse Bianca being rejected. I'm just hoping this works out for Bianca in a good way , that poor girl has put so much energy and time into finding her mate. She deserves her happiness because she has really put the work into it, but if this fails she is going to be heartbroken. If that's the case then I'm going to talk her into going to the States to look for her mate . My family there would be happy to help her and I know my sister would love the chance to play matchmaker .

And she knew the dangers of what might be blooming between them. If Anna was what Vivienne feared she was—and if fate had somehow brought her and Michael together—then everything Vivienne did twenty-eight years ago would unravel in an instant. The cloak. The spell. The secret. All of it would collapse. She didn’t know whether Michael loved the girl, but if the bond formed—if she turned out to be his fated mate and that mark was ever made—there would be no turning back. Not for him. Not for Anna. And not for the world that lay hidden behind the veil of humans and politics.

But since become reunited with Amber, especially when I took on the role as her assistant, I learned some skills I never would have thought I’d have the patience for in the past. My training with Amber had prepared me for tasks like this, so I knew how to track down the information I needed, or at least where to search for it. Even with that confidence and knowledge, it took me a couple of hours to find the right book, and then longer to discover what I needed from inside of it. Books on mating bonds tended to be mostly fluff. It was more difficult to find scientific tomes, especially those that covered what could be wrong. But after some intense searching, I finally found a book of possible

Holding me captive in his intense gaze, King Vincent spoke softly, “Let bygones be bygones, Lizette. The start of a new relationship between two strangers is bound to be bumpy. So, don’t dwell in it.” Then he handed me a book with the title, ‘Interracial mating!’ “I have personally selected this book for your better understanding of our mate-bond, and for your questions.” He leaned in, a warm smile was toying on his cupid-shaped lips as he raised his brow. “We can talk about it over a nice meal. What do you think?”