Mattheo Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Henry stuttered, His mom's face scrunched up in disapproval. "Which friend? Did I ask you to bring a friend to your father's burial? Don't you have respect for a lady? Is this how you'll continue? Even at your dad's burial, you still have the guts to bring a slut? Who knows if this is why you haven't met your mate?" she lashed out, leaving me unsure whether to feel happy or sad at being called a slut while also being worried for his mate. "Mum! Not her, for goodness sake! She's my mate, not a slut!" Henry exclaimed, and I looked up at him in shock. Did he just claim me as his mate?

Decades turned to centuries and finally, my time was nearing, I had been studying the book intensely. There was one other key, the sorceress' heir. I was confused when the book mentioned her, saying that she was supposed to be my mate. It was written that my punishment would end when I meet her. The pages would write itself magically and when that day come, it would reveal my last task. My last quest to redeem my fault and break me from the curse. *****

The boys and Alice growl as their eyes were black, but they all kept their ground. "Chloe?" I calmly ask. She reaches into her pocket for something and slowly pulls it out. I couldn't see what it was, which concerned me. But I still remain calm. "Lily?" Bethany calls out with concern and tension, but I tell them to wait. "Chloe please." I stare at her covered face. Chloe then shakily mutters. "Of all people that had to be his mate... It was you.. A human.... And not me.."

he ordered. “Yes, my King,” Gaziah stood up from where he knelt and left the throne room. *** Everyone stood around in the conference room as Irene poured the potion she has made in Steven’s and Mattew chapped lips. They all watched in held breath as the seconds passed and finally, Steven got up first with a gasp followed by Mattew. “Oh, Steven,” Sarah cried and rushed to him. “I am fine, mom, trust me,” he answered with a soft smile to her before turning to Irene. “What do we do? We have to do something before Edward finds out.”

“I can bring you mine, Ari.” I turned my head to the left and found Matteo standing over me, a huge smile on his face. He wore a three-piece suit, very much like the one his papa wore. Weird for a boy our age, unless you were Matteo Vitale or any other mafia prince. It was actually comical to see them all running around in suits… Well, except for Nikola. He threw his suit into the pool, refusing to wear it. Rolling my eyes, I folded my hands under my head and sunk a little deeper into the grass. “No, thanks.”

It was him. Mateo Santiago.

The man was silent as if he did not know how to speak. Hazel asked incredulously. “Have I seen you before? You look very familiar.” “My name is Mathew, I’m a director. If you watch movies a lot, you would know my name,” he said. “Oh, I know you,” Hazel snapped. “My dad loves your movies, but I think your movies are too specialized at a minority of people, and that’s why they’re popular but don’t appeal to the audience …”

Harry introduced himself without a shred of modesty. “Puffff…” Matthew choked on a stifled laugh but soon straightened his spine as he too extended his hand introduce himself with a feigned serious expression“I am the unbeaten genius or the master strategist, Matthew Marsden.” “Bollocks….” Harry swore before retorting “Who made you the master strategist?” “Whoever made you invincible.” Matthew shrugged nonchalantly but this bickering of the duo brought a genuine smile to Jerome’s gloomy face “Then I must be the Jerome, the unconquered…Hur…hur…hur…”

Nobody was created or was born naturally crazy. It's just that they created their illusion because of the environment they grew up in and the way people around them brought them up. It's their choice that they decided to act crazy when reality they are not. However, if they want to remain crazy then I will go crazy with them. Coming out of my thoughts I glare at Ambrose. "Then you should have looked for Hailey to take his head. I am Sr. Claire NaronzoThe woman in service of God. Not a mate. Not a creature like you or the bloody Jenna Harrison." I said and straighten my clothes.

He placed me on my feet once he had pulled out of me and said "I have more I want to do but that will be good for now." Holy fuck my mate is an animal!