Matt Miller: Books Novels & Stories

I open them to meet his sorrowful sapphire spheres. -"Matt, what is it? I know that, look, something is bothering you." He avoids me by picking up another book and pretending to resume his reading. -"I know you have many skills, but I didn't know reading upside-down was one of them." I reach out to his book and turn it to the right-up position. Matt lets out yet another frustrated breath. -"How do you feel?" He asks. Matt's distress went up a notch after I shared with him the information I gathered from Artemis.

She hasn’t met her yet but Azraiel told her that Katya was now living in a cabin near Matt’s house. “She is better. She is still weak but out of danger.” Maybe it was just her overthinking but she saw his eyes soften at her name. “Great!” “Here, I want you to read these.” Matt handed her the books that he has been carrying. They were about the various supernatural species and the major events in the supernatural world.

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This made Matt laugh. --- Once training ended, Matt decided to take a shower and getting into clean clothes. When he was done, he went over to the kitchen, making a cup of coffee for himself and his father. He made his way over to his fathers office, placing one of the cups on the table that took up most of the room. It was one of the smallest rooms in the house that his father converted into an office with the desk in the center. To the right of the room were three large bookshelves filled to the brim with books about all kinds of stuff, especially werewolf history and mythology.

Some of the books are really old and the print is a bit faded too. “Are you finding anything, guapo?” I asked, stretching my neck and back. My body feels stiff from being hunched over so long. Aiden looks up and sees me stretching. He walks over to me and massages my shoulder, making me moan at the feeling. He chuckles, “Feel good?” “Yes. I never was one to read a lot. That was always Mia. I didn’t know it could be this exhausting.” I said. “There is a lot to go through. I feel like I might be getting close though.” He said.

- she added, and sobbing intensified. - "I would love to come back to you, mom, if you only let me.”- then Margareth joined our telepathic conversation. - "Margareth? Maggie? Is that really you?"- we both heard our mother's incredulous voice. - "Yes mum. Christopther was killed by the mages from Siberia, so I found Christina and told her that we should talk to you."- Margareth explained.

Matteo murmured as he touched the photo as if he could touch the softness of her skin. The library, all wood and polished iron, was sepulchrally silent, a light wind swaying the long white muslin curtains with gold and silver designs. On the wooden table, piles and piles of books - and in Matteo's hands another one that he took from the bookcase that went from the floor to the ceiling on the four walls - looking for reports or any clue about the several deaths that had been happening in the last months. Not just any deaths, it seemed that the world had decided to collapse and people were no longer dying of natural causes or diseases, but only at the hands of their own and the night's young.

I beamed. "Crazy, isn't it?" "Fucking crazy, for real." "First, we put THE DA VINCI CODE by DAN BROWN here." He picked out the book and inserted it in the center line of the shelf. He put HOW TO STOP TIME by MATT HAIG, followed by EVERGREEN by NAOMI HIRAHARA. "Then KISS THE GIRLS by JAMES PATTERSON." He put it next to the first book. "I've read that." I went on in a spur of excitement. "It's a thriller and mystery novel about a detective who's trying to track down a serial killer. So many twists and cliffhangers. Total page-turner." I giggled.

However, Liam was slightly uncomfortable to see what kind of book that Mila was reading right now. “That’s the dark curses books,” Liam stated, as he pointed out the books on the table. “Why do you take all the books from the shelves? Do you know what area is this?” Liam was sure that he had given Mila a warning to not come to this section, but here she was; self absorbed by what she was reading right now. Those eyes…

The women who were silent all this time rushed towards me, they had seen my scars before and only now they knew it was not from an accident. “I died that night; I am not your mate Aiden. My name is Clara Miller and I am the mother of Ben Miller,” I declare without any emotion. “What you see now is only a face which resembles your mate who left you,” I turn to leave and Aiden rush to my side taking my hands in his. “Please Anna doesn’t do this, forgive me for what I did. I cannot imagine a life without you. Please think at least for the sake of our son,” he pleads.