Matt Novels & Stories

“Too bad you’re taken, sweetheart.” A growl came from deep within James’ throat. “Hands off, Matt!” he snapped coldly. This person is Matt? I thought in a mixture of awe, fright, and confusion. The Matt who I’d heard over the phone, the one who’d been torturing my brother? I could certainly imagine that. He looked the kind who would enjoy the vocation. And my poor brother Andy. My body shook at the thought. Matt moved back and chuckled. “I got it. I got it,” he said in response to James’ threat as he held the door to let us in. “I’m not in the least bit interested i

he grabbed my hand, "Can't we still be friends or something?" I pulled my hand back, "Whatever." ** I was home now, god today was awful, stupid Adam broke up with me and to top it off, I have fucking school tomorrow. This is fucking horrible. "Jade," my mum called, "Jonathan's here, come say hi." Jonathan's my older brother.

With mom working at processing plants for vegetables and dad a great mechanic for semis, I know I couldn’t compete with how hard they have their lives. We all have dinner, and we go in our rooms to rest. I lay down in bed after a hot relaxing shower and message Liam. Asking how the rest of his day was and just have a conversation for a bit. I smile when he sends me cute heart emojis and encouraging me that I was going to do great at the SAT’s tomorrow morning. He is all I need in the world. He makes me feel like I could accomplish anything with him at my side. I couldn’t ask for anyone better.

I woke up to the sun shining into my bedroom I open my eyes and thought back to last night. Dinner wasn't too bad Matt and Mr Black seem like nice people if you put the fact that they are mafia to the side. A knock on my door had me pulled from my thoughts I got up and opened the door. Matt was standing there in workout clothes staring down at me. He is really tall at 6 ft and I am a mere 5 ft 2. I look up at him and lift any eyebrow at him. He shakes his head at me and say.

she asked, changing the topic, but Matt was not be deterred because he said, "I just don't think I'm comfortable with anyone trying to convince my woman to leave me" He wore a silk shirt the colour of freshly brewed espresso coffee that hinted at the muscled chest beneath rather than emphasised it, and a pair of expertly tailored trousers in the same dark coffee colour. With his hair brushed back from that intelligent brow, and those dark, enigmatic eyes, Matt appeared every bit as threatening. One of her eyebrows went up and she studied him for a long moment. He could see her mind swirling with something and so he simply waited

The Matty is question is a large man with bulky muscles and a moustache which suits him. “You are not going to let me live that down, will you?” Another voice came coming by the side of Matty whose face instantly lightened up at the sight of this women. She had a pixy cut and green eyes. I couldn’t notice before but then I see it Matty is also mortal with green eyes. “Live you down? I have it on record. You actually threatened my boobs women, that shit was hilarious.”

Matt accelerated the car engine. Matt drove to the hotel. As soon as he entered the reception, he came face to face with Brandon. “Matt!” He approached the young man. The latter gave him a quick smile. “Did you book a room here?” Matt remained silent for a second before he replied. “Not yet. I just came from Russia and I didn’t want to go home. I’m preparing a surprise to Ian.” He lied. “Can we talk for a second?” Brandon headed to his office, followed by Matt.

You said you were unsure of Matt's personality. Matt is a reserved guy. You know, those ones that suffer in silence. He is also one of those people that would more likely stand up for his friends than himself. He's patient (established) and very kind. Then, he's the crazy type( though I believe everyone has a little bit of crazy in them).

Then Matt was gone, his assistant trailing behind him. William stared after him, his heart pounding. "Would I see you again?" he called out. Matt glanced back. He didn't answer. He just smirked and walked out the door. William pulled out his phone and typed the name into the search bar. Matt [surname]. CEO. Businessman, successful , and a list of brands his company produced. One of them caught William's eye. Louis Volterra. Campaign collaboration. 2023. William stared at the screen. Louis worked with him that means Louis knew him.

“Matt’s not in school today. I figured you could eat lunch with me and Nina if you wanted. I didn’t want you to be left alone.” “Why isn’t he here?” I asked, falling into step beside him without question. “Oh, well…” he trailed off, running his fingers through his dark hair. I stopped walking, forcing him to stop, too. “What is it?” “Well, Matt sustained a bit of an injury last night. Nothing too serious, but he needs some time off to recover.” I felt my heart rate quicken. “What sort of injury?” “Well, I think he has a concussion. Also, a broken arm.”