Matt Rife Novels & Stories

“Trust me, I’ve been in your shoes before. And a good friend once told me the same thing.” We go back to sipping our sweet beverages in peace. But that peace was disturbed when the news cam on the small flat screen TV handing at the top corner of the café. “Our top story today is the continued search for twenty-one-year-old Lily Stephens of Portland Oregon.” As the blond anchor lady reported the news, a picture of my face was planted on the screen. I spit out some of my drink and my eyes widen in panic as hide my face from the crowd.

Christine suffered so much blows and most likely mental trauma that she still haven’t woken up from the day he with Raoul and Stefano saved both her and El. Speaking of his precious fiancée, she was wrecked from the day he found her in that awful wedding dress which was all torn up, her messy make up and bruises on her skin where no doubt, Matt has put his hand on her and deserve to die for that. Unfortunately, he had to stopped for not only it will affect his family in the public eye, he could possibly lose El and he had one too many sins to carry. Murder won’t be one of it though he had fought the urge to not stop when his hands was wrapped tightly around Matt’s fuckin neck. For a second,

Chris asked. He studied their faces again "like I said you are not going to like this" "cut this out matt, you are too old for this, just say it, what happened to him" Chris said getting inpatient "he is promoted" matt said "to what post, a director will be my guess" John said

Miranda says in a cryptic message to Matt. “You left Miranda. You went with that oaf of a mate you found,” Matt growls. Rick comes around us and stands beside Miranda. Matt steps back as if Rick would get him through the bars, “That’s Beta Oaf to you dipshit,” Rick replies to Matt. “Take me away,” he says to the Council members.

I heard his voice, and I slowly opened half of my right eye, curious about who I was talking to. Just as I had heard, the rumors about the grim reaper dressing in black and being incredibly handsome were true. I'm glad the grim reaper that the god had sent to me was no exception. If I couldn't have a handsome friend in life, at least I could have one in the afterlife. Sadly, I already had a handsome friend; Liam was one of a kind. "Open your eyes," his voice dropped coldly, sending shivers down my spine, and I obeyed, my eyes flying open at his commanding tone.

And everything about Rafe gets worse when his daughter comes to him to introduce Rafe as her lover. "Leave us, Matt. Close the door tightly." Matthew stepped back and left with great relief. It was better for him to leave the office of his fierce boss. He wouldn't even bother his boss without needing to be ordered twice. After the door in his room closed, Rafe came face to face with Cooper. He didn't invite Cooper to sit down, but he moved on his initiative to take one of the sofas. "What do you want, Cooper. You always try to disturb my life. You tried to hurt my fiancé."

Many activities took place until it was time for speeches. Beta Matthew was the first to speak, walking towards the stage with a glass of wine in his hand. “I’m the happiest man on earth. Today, two important people in my life are married—my best friend, Alpha Edward, and my little sister.” Matthew paused for a moment, his gaze shifting between Alpha Edward and Amanda, both of whom were smiling brightly.

But there’s something else… “You look familiar,” I say. “Have we met before?” He raises an eyebrow. “You’re William Richardson Jr.,” he replies, neither confirming nor denying if we’ve actually met. “Yes. And how do you know that?” I ask. Matt shrugs casually. “I used to see you on the news all the time when you were CEO of Richardson Global Enterprises.” “That was a while back,” I reply. “I’ve moved on to other things.” "Good to know," he says. "Anyway, we really haven’t met before."

Threatening Hera is the last nail on his coffin. Matteo silently watched Fredrick. In the past ten years, Matteo did so many jobs for the outfit, and he even worked in Chicago for Fredrick. He never thought that a day would come where he might have to kill the man himself. "You never thought that you would kill me one day, did you?" Fredrick asked, as if he read Matteo's mind. Matteo shook his head. "No, i didn't" he replied, respecting the fact that the old man was loyal to the outfit for two decades. That's the only reason he was left alive. But Fredrick bought this upon himself.

I Alexander Ortega reject you, Lisa Andrews as my mate" I heard him say with all seriousness. His voice was firm, rough and pricing deep into my heart like a warriors blade. I could feel my heart bleed as I heard those words from my mate's mouth. I looked into his eye but they where dark and emotionless, he did not seem moved by the words he was saying and one could see how dead serious he was, my eye was in immediately filled in tears as they threatened to fall but I fought hard to make sure it didn't.