Matt Damon Novels & Stories

Mark snapped. "Exactly like you said, Emberlynn is my mate, and I don't know why you are getting so worked up because of it," Damien said, his voice calm. Too calm that Mark felt as though he wasn't the one speaking. Although he had his calm moment, the Damien he knew would have exploded and sent him out of his office as soon as he stepped in.

, I said almost stuttering. Damien did his chuckle again and looked at me. “Cole, your mom is pulling the masses against us for you. I would ask you just once, what do you want? The company? Money? Name your price, add zeroes! I would give you willingly without causing a scene. I need my wife’s mental health back in order “. Damien was talking softly but the blind could sense the seriousness in his words. He was a strange man.

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.

Some men loved to do that because they were a bunch of sick rapists. Hazel tried to look away thinking I was not going to approach her but if she thought that, she had another thing coming. “Alonzo,” I greeted. The man looked at me and smiled. His yellow teeth looked disgusting. I almost wanted to knock them out. Why would a rich man like him not invest in veneers? Maybe he enjoyed turning people off. “Markos—” “How much for your date?” I asked. Hazel’s eyes widened and she shook her head.

Tears clouded my eyes, knowing I could never have what I wanted. “Look at me.” Alpha Gavin gently lifted my chin. Slowly, I looked up at him, and our eyes met. “There is no fated mate out there waiting for me.” “You are only saying that to abet my fears,” I reply in confusion at his statement. “No.” He said as he shook his head. I could see a glint of sadness in his eyes. “My mate died in a rogue attack. Her name was Brooke.” My heart sank. Suddenly, I could feel his heartache. I was not aware he had found his fated mate and that she had been murdered.

His father had already told him to come home for urgent matters, but it seemed more like they were celebrating as they all looked happy. Lady Mallory was Damian's stepmother, but she treated him as her son. However, she had her own son who was five years younger than Damian, Damon Tucker. He was a 28-year-old guy and lived abroad. "Welcome home, Damian. Come have a seat. We have been expecting your arrival," Mr. Mark said, smiling as he gestured for Damian to have a seat in the vast living room. Across from Mr. Mark sat Mr. Troy and his daughter, Maria Milian. She was a 25-year-old plastic surgeon with beautiful fair skin and long blonde hair. Maria wore a black dress with a V-neck that reve

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“But sir, do you think you and Arya can be… married couples? She still doesn’t know who you are.” Sir Damien stopped in front of the door, his hands already on the door knob. “But I know who she is. My first love. Stop the questions. She’s not home now. Go yourself, get your young master a wife.” As he walked out, his driver, standing outside the Lamborghini pushed the honk button then bowed. “Sir Damien, where do you want to be?” “At Northern Eclipse university.” He sighed, getting in. He saw the Butler leave the room and wave, as his Lamborghini dashed out of the compound.

"Help me cook this spaghetti and let’s talk about something else. Tell me about your golf game." "I won, which isn't too rare, but still rare enough that it felt good." I opened the bottle of red wine she got and lifted it to my nose, breathing in deeply. "Both Matt and Damon are going through some shitty life experiences, so beating them wasn't nearly as joyous as it usually is." "Matt and Damon are friends or brothers?" "They're brothers. Matt is a few years younger than us and looked just like Damon's mother, who cheated on his father, but his father still doesn't know about it."

Damien smirked. Raven felt her heart beat fast, she genuinely was attracted to him, "No." she said sounding firm. Damien's hand went to her face and cupped her neck and his thumb was on her cheek, "Why?" Raven was taken aback with the way his voice was cajoling, "Damien what is it you want exactly?" "You." "Huh?" "I said I want you, Raven," Raven felt her pulse quickening at the way he said it, especially her name, she looked into his eyes and she started when she found him gazing at her and his gaze didn't shift.