Matilda Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It didn't seem like she ever hit the brakes. He knew better than to get any ideas. She was way too young for a guy like him, and he'd sworn off getting serious with a human years ago. Hell, he'd sworn off getting serious with anyone. His dad had drilled it into him that women were just chasing an easy ride. Beau's own mother had packed up and left the ranch when he was barely toddling—said the hard living was too much for her. He gave Mildred a gentle rub along her flank and a solid pat on the chest. Building trust with her had taken patience; she'd come to him jittery and scared from some rotten situation. He'd pulled her out of it, determined to give her something better.

Matilda was on birth control pills so I didn't have to bother about pregnancy. "Oh fuck, I needed this after today's bore," she said, trying to catch her breath. I laid down beside her, my breath coming in short rasps. "You saw her, didn't you?" I asked, running my fingers slowly over her thighs. "Yeah, I don't like her. She seems fragile but I just don't like the aura that she exudes" Matilda turned to meet my gaze. "Well, I think it's time to get dressed. It'll start raining soon" Matilda said, standing up and dusting her body. She brought out a chiffon dress from the branch of a tree.

Matilda began, her voice shaky, "I beg of you. Please. You have to help me. My daughter... She's in danger. I don’t know what else to do. You’re the only one who can save her." Her words were desperate, pleading, but I could see the hidden calculation behind them. Matilda had always been a woman driven by her own desires, her own plans, and now, she was hoping I would fall for her act. But I wasn’t the same naive girl I once was. I had learned far too much to be swayed by her manipulations. I crossed my arms, leaning against the doorframe as I eyed her. "Save your daughter? Why would I help you, Matilda? You don't care about anyone but yourself, obviously. What makes you think I would lift a

This was a big one that hosted the presence of many elites in the town. "You say filthy?" This time Matilda scoffed ridiculing the irony in his words. " Are you not the filthy one trying to get under the pants of your father's sugar baby? Not even long after he died. You are really terrible Bruno." She had whispered the words with so much disgust in her voice. Bruno had observed the same expression from Kim. Matilda had some pretty bad guts today. She always had the guts when it came to him but today was a lot more. He had for the entire time, wondered who her sugar daddy was now, he must be really rich and powerful. "If you really want to start spilling secrets I'm game on. Remember room 10

Tania's POV As I emerged from the dark confines of the dungeon, Matilda's frail form leaned heavily against me. Her face was pale, etched with exhaustion and the torment she had endured during her captivity. With each step, I supported her, guiding her towards the haven of safety that awaited us—the Pack's house. The journey seemed endless, the weight of responsibility resting upon my shoulders. Matilda's breathing was labored, a testament to her weakened state. Yet, determination fueled my every stride. The Pack's house was our destination, a sanctuary where Matilda could receive the care and support she desperately needed.

But while Matilda is blood born, like me, her mother wasn’t high ranking. Her mother is a maid. One of the mistresses of our shared father. “I should be the one going to Scarlett Thunder,” Matilda sneers, scoffing as she turns from me to face the full length mirror across the room. “You know it wasn’t up to me,” I bite out, hanging my head. “Of course, it wasn’t.” She slips her fingers through her long, straight platinum blonde hair and frowns at her reflection. “You should have told me the second you found out. You went to her grave again, didn’t you?”

"I hope Matilda learns from what happened. It's sad to see her embarrassed like that, but maybe it's what she needs to straighten up," Maine said to Demi. "Yeah, I hope so too. But you all need to be careful, especially you, Maine. Matilda can be cunning; who knows what she might do next," Amethyst warned her. "I'll always be cautious. Besides, she doesn't have much power left to boss anyone around," she replied. "Did you see her face earlier? She looked like she'd seen a ghost! And dragging her man into it too, the nerve," Sandro chimed in, taking a sip of his juice.

Some were still trying to win the war. Matilda was standing at the top of the peak looking all around at the scenario happening in a war. She recently escaped from the Land of Dark. She clenched her fists when she glanced at her army, on the verge of losing the war. She didn’t want to let go of her kingdom which her father left for her. Thinking of it just boiled her blood.

I scanned the place briefly as far as my eyes could see and decided to head for the staircase. "Olivia?" I heard Matilda call from behind and I halted in my steps. "Lost memory or not, you are still the same Olivia from three years ago. An ambitious gold digger. Now listen to me carefully," Matilda spoke with so much anger. " I Matilda Williams, wife of the late, Mr Williams and mother of two, I will make sure you do not succeed in your quest. You and my son will never be a couple even if you have a child for him," she said and the side of my lips curled up in a smile.

In the photos, I was entangled with several men. “The marks on Matilda’s body aren’t from abuse. They’re from playing twisted games for excitement! “As for eating other people’s leftovers, that was just part of her ‘master’s’ tasks! “In fact, Matilda’s mom knew she was fooling around every day. She was afraid Matilda would be deceived by men, so she kindly tried to stop her. Not only was Matilda ungrateful, though, but she even dragged her mom to court in anger just to get her killed and inherit her property! So she could run off with her ‘masters’!”