Matt X Tom Novels & Stories

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. 'You know me?' he asked, cupping my face. 'Of course,' I replied, my heart racing. 'Every werewolf knows your name.' He smiled. 'It's an honor to be remembered by such a beautiful lady.' I stared into his mesmerizing blue eyes, my heart fluttering. I felt an irresistible pull towards him. My body responded to his touch, and I embarrassingly found myself wanting more. As the alcohol took hold, I lost control, pulling him closer. His strong arms enveloped me, and his eyes burned with intensity. His lips crashed onto mine

“What a performance.” Then he paused again, his hand flying to my shoulder. “What about Adam? What did he do?” “Watching with the rest of us… and with a stupid smirk on his face.” “Well, he didn't disappoint. Typical Adam is a dick.” Matt stood up and headed to my kitchen. “Want some tea too?” He called out. “Yeah, sure,” I smiled warmly even though he couldn't see me. Matt and I were not related by blood, but he was more family to me than the ones with that title.

Matthew commented while picking up his backpack in a hurry. "Bye Hyun-ah, I will tell dad that you're fine now; see you later," said Matthew, already striding towards the door. Hyun can't do anything and just nods in agreement. "Hi Jaehyun," Tommy greeted him again. "Hi," was Hyun's short response. "I am Tommy, by the way. and he is Jimmy." Tommy reached out his hand for a shake, which Jaehyun gladly accepted.

Incubi recovered faster than humans, but even this seemed miraculous. "Feeling better already," Matt replied, his gaze unreadable. "You look stunning today," he added unexpectedly, his voice oddly soft. Carter and I exchanged confused looks. "Is this a date?" "Actually, it was," Carter snapped, "until you ruined it." "Carter!" I admonished, though Matt didn’t seem fazed. If anything, he looked smug. His gaze lingered on me, and an unspoken tension passed between the two boys. I shook it off.

With that Chloe chick, I see someone has googly eyes for one of the humans,' Mark said, wiggling his eyebrow at Matt, placing his chin on his hand as he stared at Matt with a knowing smile on his face. 'I don't have googly eyes,' Matt said rolling his eyes. 'Yeah sure, I saw the way you were looking at her, you were practically drooling,' He emphasized, nudging Matt with his elbows. 'I was not,' Matt growled, turning in his seat to take his books out of his bag, placing them on the table, Mark following suite and playing with the pencil in his hand. 'I think she's my mate,' he admitted, sighing and opening up his book.

- Thank you thank you thank you… “Come on, what's up… saving Private Ryan was hilarious. Did the police arrest anyone? - No, it's fine ... they managed to resolve. Matt was knocked out by a security guard. He's the fucking most ferocious of us... They laugh because Matt is a head shorter than Tom and Lou and lighter by another twenty pounds, but he is a pit bull by nature. He climbs into all fights, starts them with rapture, and always rakes. Louis ruffles his brother's hair, holding Kit tighter to his chest with his other hand. Tom snorts, wriggles out from under his palm and says: - Okay, have fun here, I'm gone ... I still have a task - to calm dad and mom. Austin, by the way. Don't worry

“No debt, Tom. I decided to operate on him because I knew I could. You know me. I will never perform an operation if I am not sure I can perform well.” “I know it, darling. You are excellent at what you do. Well, I won’t interrupt you anymore. See you tomorrow.” Tom hugs me lovingly as we say goodbye. We walk down the hallway when Vicenzo tells me, “We need to talk, babe.” “Okay, is something wrong?” “It’s about Matt.” I sigh at what he tells me, as if I hadn’t talked about him all afternoon. “What happened to Matt?” “Do you trust Tom not to tell him where you are?” He frowns in concern.

Matt figured Jodi was in the kitchen cleaning up or attending to the guests in the hotel. He decided to have a drink and wait for Rita or Jodi to show up. Matt sat down next to a short, skinny white guy with long, light brown hair that grazed his shoulders. He drunkenly talked to the guy on the other side of him. He was black with short dreadlocks. “Hey, Matt, what will it be?” Tommy asked. “Whatever you got on tap,” Matt said. Tommy went to get him a beer. “What was your name again?” the black guy asked.

He leaned against the counter, arms crossed, watching her reaction closely. Aurelia stopped short. The word “mated” sent a strange flutter through her stomach. She knew nothing substantial about Ronan beyond the magnetic pull she felt whenever he was near, the dark rumors about his business, and the terrifying glimpses of his power. Finding out he had a brother only deepened the mystery. “He’s Mr. Ronan,” she replied, showing genuine interest now. Her voice was soft but steady as curiosity overrode her instinct to flee. “What do you mean by mated?”

“Could you give us a couple of menus, please?” He reached beside the cash register where plastic folded menus lay waiting. As he brought them to her, he asked, “Another round?” Lauren and Bonnie exchanged mischievous looks and both nodded at the same time. While he got them, Lauren shared more of herself easily in a way that Bonnie found very refreshing. She was growing to like this woman and already considered if she and Joan would get along, or if they’d be separate friendships. Mixing people was like making a good soup, and both women had enough fire to cause a potential explosion. “I married Matt early, and he wasn’t a bad man, but he just had too many rules set for himself. Those includ