Mattheo Riddle X Reader Novels & Stories

Ralta leaped off of the giant as its body toppled forward, landing in front of a startled Mathew who had apparently been coming to his aid. Mathew opened his mouth as if to say something but only blood flowed out, running over his chin. Ralta watched Mathew’s eyes glance downward to see the red soaked hair of the hand that emerged from his chest. Suddenly Mathew yanked from the ground and sent sailing through the air as the beast that had slain him shook his body free of its arm. ***

"But the rest was a transaction. Matthew owed me a debt he couldn't pay with cash. So, he offered me information. And then, he offered me you." Emmanuella felt a wave of nausea so strong she had to lean on the table. "Why? I'm a teacher! I don't know anything about your world!" "You’re the only person Matthew ever let in," Romeo said, standing up and walking toward her. He moved with a terrifying grace, stopping just inches away. "He thinks you know where he hid the drive he stole from me. He thinks if I keep you here, I’ll find it and let you both go."

When I was little, she used to hide birthday presents behind riddles instead of wrapping She once told me, “The safest secret is the one people read without truly seeing.” My fingers brushed across the page. “Matthew.” He leaned slightly closer, “What?” “Look here,” I said. I pointed toward three tiny ink marks near the edge of one paragraph, at first glance, they looked accidental. Small dots left behind by an old fountain pen. Matthew narrowed his eyes, “They are too evenly spaced.” He said. “I thought so too,” I said. He carefully examined another page, “There.” More dots, the same distance apart, his expression sharpened, “They are deliberate.”

He smiled at his father, it was an urgent matter that he was going to attend and the main reason was that Matthew doesn't want his father to know that he can't even solve a small riddle, "Are you sure my boy?" asked his father getting up from the chair, brushing the creases on his suit, "It's ok dad I am fine" assured Matthew with a smile, his dad nodded and left holding his Luna's hand, Matthew was back to his business, he started scrolling on his phone to find the answer on the internet, many things were displayed, many kinds of animal photos with crippled bodies but none showed the exact answer, ******* Myra was enjoying her day back, playing around, collecting wildflowers, and sleeping o

Marcus dims the lights and stands in front of my with his arms across his chest. "First question," he starts as Nathan hovers the wand above my stomach. "What's your full name?" What kind of question is that? I jump and let out a little scream when Nathan shocks my stomach with the wand. "You're answering too slowly," Marcus says. "Cole McCall," I answer quickly and Marcus nods. The wand is moved across my skin but instead of a painful shock it's a strange tingly feeling. "How old are you?" "18." "Good boy, that's better."

"What's that?" "It's what I heard at the wishing well. In my mother's voice. Her voice came out of the well and told me that." "What was it again?" He scoots closer to me and, thankfully, isn't acting like I'm insane. "Your aim is not the object you seek, but the door it is behind," I repeat. "It's a riddle." I frown. "Yeah, but ..." I shake my head. "I don't get it." A light appears through the fog, sweeping past our boat. Alec and I both freeze. We're thinking the same thing: is it the Silver Hunters?

"Who are you? Why are you alone at that hour of the night in that forest? What made you offer to aid a complete stranger in need? See where your generosity takes you? People get afraid at the mere mention of my name. Why, despite my warning to flee, did you not seem afraid?" Not to anyone in particular, Alex said. I was starting to lose my temper. Everything about her remains a mystery. I felt like someone was going to hit me out of nowhere, so I twisted to avoid it. As I stared at her, I experienced this serenity. Are you equating your mate with a maid, Alex? I scolded myself. “You're so disrespectful,” I angrily exclaimed. “What do you mean, who are you, and why are you in the Alpha's room

Her eyes were a unique seafoam color. Matteo was staring back at her with the same intensity. What was going on? I have never seen him draw an immediate interest in someone before, but it seemed that she was drawing him in. “I’m Rhea,” she told him, holding her hand out to him. “Nice to meet you Rhea. I’m Matteo,” he replied with a smile. He jumped when their hands touched. His eyes widened as he looked from her hand to her face. The look in his eyes was the same that he always had when he was trying to figure out a puzzle.

For the first time since I’d met him, Xavier Mattoe looked shocked. ​His blue eyes widened, sweeping over me in the dark obsidian dress before narrowing. I felt my face erupt in a heat so intense it felt like a physical burn. I was paralyzed. I was a deer in the headlights, and the predator was standing there in nothing but a towel. ​"Take a picture, Astrid," he rasped, his voice dropping into that low, dangerous register. "It’ll last longer." ​The sarcasm snapped me out of my trance. I spun around, my back to him, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird.

Hi all, apologies for repeating chapter 134 in 137. It has been ammended. So if you're reading this chapter before 12th to 13th July 2026, Please read chapter 141 again before this one. Thank you for your support. MATTEO Small. Warm. Tucked between a bookstore and a florist on Elliot Street, like it had always been there and had never needed to announce itself. I sat in the car across the street and watched it for a moment.