Matt Tuck From Bullet For My Valentine Novels & Stories

"Give me your hand." I reached out. He pressed something into my palm. It was cold. A ring. Silver. Shaped like a bullet casing. "What—" "I wanted to wait," he said. "For peace. For a perfect moment. But maybe this is our perfect. Right here. Right now." Tears blurred my vision. "Matteo—" "Marry me. In hell or in Paris. Just say yes." "Yes," I whispered. He smiled. Then the final shot rang out. I turned.

Seeing the warmth in his eyes, my eyes widen in realization. I’m feeling Trix’s emotion! Now, I understand why I can tell when he’s telling the truth, how I can feel his sincerity in my heart. Instinctively, I place my hand on my chest, feeling the warm gratitude bloom there. Gran gran's voice blurs into the background. The feeling of gratitude overwhelms me, and that’s when Trix says, “I’m glad she’s my mate.” I can feel the honesty in his words. “Don’t worry, Mrs. Delreau. Our fights just help us learn about each other's triggers. It will not result in anything bad.”

My pulse spikes. Achilles grabs my hand—very dramatically, I might add. "Okay, okay. We—we blend in. We move toward the exit. Real casual. Like spies." He stumbles, nearly face-planting into a barstool. “Shit. Okay. Maybe not spies.” I nod, but something tugs at me. Something stronger than the mind link. The mate bond. And then I see him. Valentine stands across the room, a dark presence cutting through the flashing lights. His golden eyes lock onto mine, glowing faintly in the dim club.

I got to see him again. I smiled. "Stefan, whether it's looks or talent, you're the finest person I have ever known. Getting to marry you would be the luckiest thing in this entire world." Stefan made a short, dismissive sound and turned away. "Let's go home." … We hit traffic on the way back. Through the window, I caught fragments of a conversation from the sidewalk. "Today's Valentine's Day. They say if you make a wish at the church, Cupid will bless you and keep you with the one you love for the rest of your life."

Valentine's Day was supposed to be the day Adrian Weldon proposed. The night before, he texted me, saying he wanted to give me the proposal I deserved. [Summer, you and our baby deserve a real family.] I held my phone and grinned like an idiot forever. I even picked out a loose white dress to hide my five-month bump. I thought it would be the happiest day of my life. Instead, I got to the mountain and learned the truth. There was no proposal.

Zack stood frozen in place, his eyes wide like he had just found a treasure or caught a thief red-handed. “Whoa. You two… Uh, am I interrupting something? Looks like Rayvan’s no longer a virgin, huh? First time?” Zack snickered, eyes flicking between us with a smug grin. I hated it. He was one of Rayvan’s rivals on the basketball team. “Zack, it’s not what you think. Nothing happened between us,” Rayvan said sharply, his voice tense with irritation. “You think I’m that naïve? A bully dating his victim? Now that’s interesting.” Zack laughed with satisfaction and slammed the door shut as he left.

He confesses, his voice going an octave lower The mate bond acted on its own and I’m cuddling Max. My mate latches on to me and I felt bad for never trying to help him with his obvious grief. “So you wanna talk about it?” “No, I want to fuck you” “Max I’m being serious’ I exclaimed, though my pussy throbbed at the thought of that. “So am I’ “please, Mr Steiner wants us to be happy talking about it is the fastest way to heal” He ignored the statement and pulled me closer, pecking at my shoulders.

Matt says in a bored tone as we walked up towards the booth. "Fine, go ahead and take my dramatic moment away." Damien muttered under his breath, crossing his arms over his chest as he pouted. "He didn't need to, you never created one." Ty rolls his eyes at his friend. "Whatever, just hand me the gun." He said, taking the gun from Matt. "Prepaid to be amazed." He said all cocky.

Nadia spun around in hopes to catch another glimpse of the vampire. She then shut her eyes tight as a lump formed in her throat. This isn’t happening, she thought. Impossible..She continued. It was an irrevocably overwhelming rush of emotions when realizing that the villainous creature was her mate. Coyotes do not mate with such a bond much less to the opposite species. Vampires were cruel and unworthy. Their sole purpose is to kill and devour-that’s it. Whatever heart felt emotions they had were long gone and nonexistent. They weren’t capable of such responsibilities other than drinking blood.

“Are they tweeting memes about my bruise pattern?” She doesn’t answer. Just flips the tablet over, thumb flying. “Okay,” she breathes. “Wow. That was…fast.” “What?” I demand. She turns the screen. This time, it’s not a tabloid. It’s a more serious outlet. The headline is simple. > **MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE LEAK CONFIRMS LUNA VALENTINE WED TO DANTE MORETTI** Under it, a crisp scan of the civil registry entry.