Matthew Bernard Novels & Stories

Don't forget to send me the reports I asked for about her father, sister, and stepmother. "Of course, alpha. I will call to report on the outcome of my meeting with Fenrisson." The call ends and Ragnar can't help but feel relieved when he remembers Maite's words. His only happiness at the moment is that she no longer has anything to do with that man. No connection to the moon goddess, nor that marriage now over. After a while, while he is very busy drafting some documents, his lawyer's email arrives with the long-awaited response. He puts in his hands the other tasks related to the company and closes his computer to go to sleep.

“Take a rest after you change. I’ll tell you when we get there.” “Alright.” Matthew went into the work area with his assistant, Tanner. Once the door closed, Tanner immediately said, “Sir, don't you think this is too rash? How would Ms. Rivera be able to impersonate Ms. Lane?”

Alpha Reed looked to be in his early 30s and he had short brown hair, dark eyes that were almost black and he had a few scars on his bulging arms, which pulled against his tight white tee as he crossed his arms behind his desk. He had a few personal photos in his office of a young woman. He raised a cut eyebrow at me and waved his hand to indicate for me to begin. "Well the letter has some inaccuracies, but there are some correct aspects such as I was a breeder and my mother still is a breeder, but I am a born shifter. When I was sent to the market, Timothy bought me and it turned out that he is my mate. Timothu burned off my breeder mark and marked me as his mate."

Crystal asked "Do you have the ticket?" "I have 2 extra! Cailey will be there too along with Autumn" Crystal said "It will be fun, we can go get our nails done too tomorrow" Cailey said and I nodded excited "Let's go to the center" Crystal linked her arm to mine and we walked to the center "Hey Taylor" Matt said and I hugged him briefly "Hey, how are you?" I asked "Good" "Matthew Lemiere" I turned to the side to see a handsome jet black haired guy called Matthew and unfortunately that guy came along with Christian. Christian looked at me from head to toe and I just smiled him

"He listens to you. He loves you. I need you to change his mind for me, to tell him I'm sorry." I scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. "You want me to be your lawyer? After you almost destroyed the one thing that mattered to me, and now you want me to help you get your friend back?" "I have something for you," he said suddenly, his voice dropping to a whisper. He looked around the restaurant to make sure no one was listening. "Something that will make it worth your while." I stayed silent, waiting. "I know about the press conference Finnian is planning," Matthew said. "I know the exact date and the venue. But more than that... I have the flight manifests for the transit company Finnian

I flicked my chin at Alex. He only smirked, unfazed. Like he had all the time in the world. “And don’t you have cases to win?” I motioned at Matthew, I snatched the towel from the bench, dragging it across my face, trying to wipe away more than sweat. Matthew didn’t flinch. “Talking about cases—that’s exactly why I’m here. And I don’t give a damn about your little crash-out.” Typical Matthew Davenport. Always blunt. Always too sharp.

Diamond said as she took another sip. "But still, we have to bring his company down before we then attack ARNOLD'S INVESTMENTS, which is the number one," Bernard replied. "If he could still be persistent despite knowing what the mate bond can cause to him, I don't think there's any other way we can bring him down, he is proving to be stubborn and you know he's not the only one who's going to be affected by the mate bond, I will also be affected just that mine will be less compared to his. We have to get done with this as fast as possible and you know that" She said and Bernard rubbed his hands on his temples, trying hard to think of a way out.

She took her hand back from Mr Denver Cameron and forwarded it towards Mr Corbin Matthews which Mr Matthews gladly took with a smile. "I love your confidence. We also look forward to working with you, Ms Davis." Mr Matthew replied in a gentle tone. He was an Elderly man around 60 years old with grey hair, dressed in a navy blue tuxedo. His facial features made him appear to be kind and Eleana knew it was true. Mr Matthews was famous for his generosity.

Where I could protect those I loved without judgment. But now that space was soiled by the very presence of this vile man. And I would never forgive him for it. The bastard let out a laugh. Deep and menacing. He still remained seated on my chair like he had ever fucking right to be there. “Who's the boy?” He tipped his head to Bernard and a surge of protectiveness came over me. “He's my…” “Bernard Matthew. Beta of the blue lily pack. Pleasure to meet you,” his words dripped in sarcasm and if it wasn't for how delicate of a situation this was then I might have let out a chuckle.

We’ve known each other too long for formalities. “Got a minute?” he asks. “Barely,” I mutter, rubbing my temples. “But go on. What’s up?” James closes the door quietly, his face set with that look he gets when he’s onto something. “Got the name of the guy who’s been around Serena,” he says, handing me a file. I take it, glancing at the cover. “Matthias DuPont,” I read, and pause. “Son of Margaux Dupont. Everyone in the jewelry industry knows who she was — Margaux had one of the biggest collections out there.”