Matt Novels & Stories

John said "no, AMD" Matt said. Now he can see the faces he wanted to see. A face of shock and weird reaction. He was also in that state yesterday when he saw him. After a moment "I got a plan but I dont know if you are going to play along" Matt said.

He drew back, his gaze flicking up to meet my eyes. “Are you having problems looking him up?” I asked. “What’s his name?” “Malachi Dain,” he replied, sounding a mile away. My nose wrinkled. He sounded like a super villain. “Are you serious?” “Nobody had the guts to accuse him of making it up.” “Right.” Rubbing the back of my neck, I chewed on the inside of my cheek, trying to work out how I would ask my next question without making Griff feel bad. “I can’t think of anyone who deserves getting cursed, but why—”

I make a solid attempt at doing my makeup half as well as Maddy does which turns out fairly well and I go for a dramatic blood red lipstick colour. I stand back and look it in the mirror, admiring my work and just then I hear a knock on the door. Good timing. I walk over and open it to find Matt standing there in jeans and a black v-neck t-shirt, blonde hair pushed back. I have to admit he looks good. “Hi,” I say. “Hi, wow, you look incredible,” he says as he takes in my ensemble. “Sometimes I wear things other than gym clothes,” I joke and step aside, letting him into the entrance. He steps inside and greets the dogs and then I say, “So, should we get some dr

I knew exactly who that was. “So close…” I muttered to myself as I turned towards the voice. “Oh hey, Matt. What’s up?” I started to walk backward, praying that maybe he would get the idea that I didn’t want to talk. “Have you seen Harriet?” Matt sheepishly grinned. Matt was tall with thick curly dark molasses-colored hair pushed on top of his head by a sweatband. He was strong but not really muscular. He had dull gray eyes that only held any real emotion when he had his tongue shoved down my friend’s throat.

Mj groaned thinking about the building Dante and Azreal, or rather Alpha Calix and Theron had torn apart and she felt a little pang of guilt for the fact that someone had to clean up after a mess she helped create. “If you need someone to show you I can take you there on the cart,” the blonde muscle head offered and Mj looked at him with a smile “thank you I would appreciate that very much...umm?” the man laughed “sorry, my name's Mathew but everyone calls me Matty,” he said and Mj giggled thinking he looked more like a Thor then a Matty. Lou cleared his throat a little “hurry up Mathew we got an entire pack to feed” and Mj s

I can feel Esme’s eyes digging a hole into the side of my face while I try my hardest to ignore her. “Hey, Matt. Did you get that paper done?” Matt sits across from me, placing his bag on the table. “Barely, but only because of your help. You are an absolute lifesaver. You have to let me take you to dinner to thank you.” I look at Matt, taking in his features. He has blonde hair, longer on top than on the sides. He has ocean-blue eyes, a strong jaw, a chiseled nose, and somewhat thin lips. He’s cute, I can definitely say that, but I can’t see myself with him. I can put him in any danger. My though

' I asked. He smiled. 'My villa. Don't worry, just follow me.' His arms were warm and comforting, and I couldn't resist his mysterious scent. Inside, I glanced around at the exquisite decor, uneasiness creeping in. A business card on the coffee table caught my eye. 'Michael Edward Carter?!' I gasped. This was the legendary Alpha King, the most esteemed pureblood werewolf, controlling the wealth and resources of countless Lycan packs across North America, and James's uncle.

The first time they matched, it was almost by accident. Ava had been scrolling through the app on a lazy evening, swiping without much thought, until his profile stopped her. Matt, 36. Software engineer. A simple photo of him in a fitted black T-shirt, soft smile, and glasses that made him look more serious than the playful glint in his bio suggested. “I build code by day, ruin brats by night.” Her lips curled into a grin, thumb hovering before she finally swiped right.

Aiden said to me grinning. “What?” I asked darting at Aiden. “Is there any issue with that?” Aiden asked in disarray. “No, I'm leaving, take care of the company,” I said in a mind link with Aiden and left without uttering a word. “How is this possible? that can't be my mate! He is an omega, he is very low from my ranking... I have to see the council for more investigation” I muttered to myself as I left the company to the pack council.

Sharper. “That’s me,” Matty says. “No, that’s me,” I say, looking at Matty. We look at each other in confusion, “Matthew Sharper. M Sharper,” he says, pointing to himself, then at the chauffeur’s board. I point to myself. “Maria Sofia Harper. M S Harper.” We both started laughing. “Oh, my goddess. This is fate.” Matty says and we both start laughing as we walk towards the driver, who simply grunts at us both.