Matt X Mello Novels & Stories

' please consider my request without your permission I won't bother you. HAPPY BIRTHDAY once again my strongest boy. Love Mom Luna Amber.

My stomach churned. Kael stepped forward. "She's already mine." Thorne's eyes narrowed. "Is that so?" "Yes." A tense silence stretched. Then Thorne laughed—a cold, humorless sound. "Interesting," he said. "A half-breed Alpha and a Mute Omega. You're quite the pair." He stood, walking toward us. His presence was suffocating. "I don't want a mate who doesn't want me," he said, stopping in front of me. "I'm not Marcus. I don't take what isn't offered."

“Come on! You know you want to see us get hot and sweaty!” Roxie grinned wickedly at me, and together we lifted the sash window. Along with Cherry we all leaned out to see the guys waiting three floors down. Matt wore a light blue shirt and shorts, Felix was in white. Apart from that, with their piercing green eyes, short brown hair, and super-chiselled bodies they were identical. “Woo check you girls out!” Felix shouted. “Looking good Cherry!” Matt shouted as she stuck out her tongue and grinned cheekily. I tried to shake off my blues. Tonight was about fun and making friends. Roxie was the first to pull her head away from the window, as I followed, she was totally glaring at Cherry.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down enough to explain in a way he would understand and do something about it immediately. "Matt Ross...the one who was in prison, the man you put there, is dead. They found Xander’s phone on his body and I can't find Xander anywhere. I've been calling him, but he won't pick up. I went to his house, and his mom doesn't know where he is either. She thinks he was with me." My voice cracked and tears filled my eyes. "I don't know what to do. Matt escaped from prison and it's clear he came out for revenge. That's why he attacked Xander. I don't know if he's hurt him or if he has Xander in captivity but Matt is dead and we need to find where he is befor

“Who is ‘M’, Maeve?” Real fear washes over me, not for me, but for Meadow and Tate. I press my lips together even tighter and refuse to answer. He turns the phone toward me, and I can see that there is a large ‘M’ on the screen. M for Meadow. T for Tate. They’re not fancy code names, but it was the best I could do on short notice. The phone stops ringing and a moment later there’s a ping. Xander watches me as he turns the phone back to look at it.

Morgan had released the official statement, “CEO Dream and his executive assistant, Gloss, have been in a relationship for several months. Their professional partnership remains strong.” The internet exploded. There were memes, fan edits, even a countdown timer to our next public appearance. Gloss and I spent the entire day handling calls, drafting follow-ups, and pretending everything was fine. By evening, we were sitting side by side in the boardroom, staring at a live stream of reporters waiting outside the building. “This is insane,” Gloss muttered, scrolling through his tablet. “They’re treating us like celebrities.” “You are one now,” I said dryly. He snorted. “Don’t remind me.”

No! This was not me. "My name is not mate," I said breathily. "I know, amor." I wasn't the only one affected. "Princess, if you don't stop that thought of yours, I'm gonna need you over and fuck you till tomorrow." I heard a deeper voice in my head, and I gasped out, feeling hotter. "What's that?" I asked. "That's Ryk- my vampire." he grinned. "You are beautiful, mate." I heard another rough voice and stared at the guy, and he mouthed, "Ryn; my wolf."

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.

He was screaming before I could say hello, "Have you seen this?" "Seen what?" "Turn on the TV, or better yet, go online; it's Matt; his whole life is imploding. What the hell is going on?" He hung up the phone, leaving me stressed and confused. Matt? What the hell could be going on with Matt? Sure, he did business with us, but out of all of us, he kept his public image squeaky clean. I turned on the TV and went online at the same time to see what all the fuss was about and almost wished I didn't.

From CCTV footage, we know that Melanie met two males at the club. "The other one is human. But he works as a connector in the underworld and has many connections with humans or shifters." Matthew replied and continued with a sharper tone. "His field is weapons."