Matthew Big Mouth

The day after my best friend, Sarah Blunt married Patrick, the second son of the Brosnan family, I too became a bride and wed Matthew, his older brother. She married a swimming champion, and I, the rock-climbing coach. We thought we had our futures all figured out. Then, something happened that summer. The four of us planned a getaway but Matthew and Patrick’s baby sister, Megan joined us and our peaceful trip became a crowded affair.  While rock climbing, disaster struck—the rope snapped, and all five of us plummeted into the river below. The brothers rushed frantically to save Megan, leaving Sarah and me at the mercy of the river’s current, battered and tossed like driftwood. By the time the rescue team pulled us from the water, we were bruised, scraped, and utterly spent. In the hospital, Megan and I received devastating news that would change everything.  “You’ve been pregnant for 40 days, Ma’am. How could you put yourself in such a risky situation? Your baby survived, but your friend lost hers.” Shaken, I called Matthew to tell him about the pregnancy. His anger cut through the line. “You’re angry that I went to Megs first and now you’re trying to fool me with a fake pregnancy? She’s my sister—it’s my duty to protect her!” Sarah faced her own storm. Patrick practically scoffed at her grief. “Miscarriage? Do you expect me to believe that? The doctors said you only had a 30% chance of conceiving. I can’t stand women who create drama out of nothing.” Both calls ended abruptly, leaving us stunned as we stared at each other in the sterile light of the hospital room. In that shared silence, we made our decision—we would leave these men behind and start anew, launching a business together. But when the brothers received our divorce papers, they showed up at my door in the middle of a storm, kneeling in the pouring rain, crying through the night for a second chance.

My sister ate the half plate of mango I had left on the table and broke out in hives from her allergy. My brother stormed over, pried my mouth open, and poured the mango juice straight down my throat. "You love mangoes so much, don't you? Today you'll get your fill." The juice flooded my lungs. I choked, fighting for air as my throat swelled in agony, begging him to save me. Instead, he turned and locked me in the basement. "Betty suffered because of you, so don't expect any comfort. Stay down here and reflect on what you've done. Growing up without any real guidance. No wonder you're so vicious." Two days later, my mom remembered me. "Ralph, that's enough. Let Catherine out. If she stays there much longer, she might start resenting Betty." My dad chimed in casually, "What's the big deal? Just buy her something nice to make up for it." My spirit clung to his back, floating along with them toward the basement. I'd like to see how they were going to compensate a dead girl.

18+ MATURED CONTENT!!! IF YOU FIND THIS TOO SENSITIVE, PLEASE DO NO READ. HEAVY LANGUAGE INCLUDED. –BLURB I could still feel his eyes ransacking my face and I know his eyes were more interested on my lips. His thumb brushes lightly on my lower lip that was still held captive by my teeth, releasing it. "I don't have a big mouth", I managed to say as I looked at him, regretting it. I could see his jaw tightened and his eyes grow darker. If I didn't know the type of maniac he was, I would have said he looks interested in me, but I know him. "Oh you do love... and I imagine how it would look around my hard cock, moving up and down, just like the way you saw Irina do it last time", Nikolai said. I gasped in shock at his words. Of course I remember that day! "You have no shame, do you?!", I asked in annoyance and all I could hear after that was his loud laughter. I swear this is the first time I have seen him laugh. "You're right my Kukolka, I have no shame... that's the only way to rule this world", he concluded and left me there.

Carrie DeLuca, a not quite normal teenager with lots of behavior issues and a seriously fucked-up life, meets the biggest trouble of her life: a werewolf with lots of anger issues and a clear obsession over her... What can she do? Run as far as possible away from him or stay and try to fight him off? "His strong and big hands tightly gripped around my wrists as he forcefully held them pressed against the door and at the level of my shoulders, feeling my bones hurt so fucking much that I thought they were going to snap after just a little more pressure added. Yet despite the sickening pain I refused to shed a single tear, challengingly looking right back into his glimmering emeralds. "I am not afraid of you," I spat between gritted teeth, noticing that devilish smirk tugging at his naturally pink lips. "How about now?" He wickedly whispered, feeling my entire body fill with pure fear and horror as I watched his eyes change from their emerald green colour to an unnaturally glowing golden, hungrily gazing at me. His hand quickly pressed against my mouth, abruptly silencing that scream that was about to erupt. "Don't bother. No one will believe you,"

He is arrogant.He is powerful.People around me call him Alpha. And he has a secret. ---------- Broken and betrayed, Ella Merlyn Scott moved to a small town with her mother to forget her past and move on. She transferred to the town's university, wherein she met him. Blaze Matthew Reese, a soon to be Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack an arrogant, conceited jerkface whom Ella hate. But everything changed when she discovered his secret.

"I, Matthew Sainthood, rejected you, Emerald Green, as my fated mate," he said without remorse. His eyes were cold and brutal. There was no hint of regret or any other emotion in it. I bit my bottom lips, suppressing myself from crying. My heart was breaking into million pieces. Being rejected by your fated mate is the worst torture any she-wolves could have. But what choice do I have when he didn't even give me option but to agreed. I gathered the last bit of strength left in me and meet his lethal stare. "I accepted your rejection." My wolf whimpered in pain and before he could see my tears fell, I turned my back on him—for good. ——— Emerald Thraia Green went back in Red Moon after years of being away from her family. Mateless at 23, she dedicated her life in the hospital tending patient. However, her peaceful life was ruined after meeting the Alpha's brother, Matthew Sainthood, which happened to be her mate. Just when she thought she had finally find her happy ever after—nightmares takes place. Being rejected by your fated mate is one thing; seeing him claim another woman is another. What will Emerald do to tend her broken heart? Is it revenge or escape?

Matthew was a high schooler who somehow transferred into another world after playing a certain game along with a friend. He did not know what happened but he had set his sight to get back home. To do so, he became a Hunter, an adventurer. Amidst his struggles to find a way home, he met various allies and enemies and even his true past. Please leave comments and reviews, it helps me to know what you think of the story. Insta & Twitter: abena_war, for some pics and illustrations

Mandy Willem, the beloved Alpha daughter of the Snowridge Pack, finds her world upside down when her mate, Matthew, betrays her trust after the return of his manipulative ex. Heartbroken, Mandy rejects him and flees, only to have a one-night stand with a stranger—later revealed to be Lucas King, the masked Alpha of the powerful Black Moon Pack. When she discovers she's pregnant, Mandy is forced into a marriage. But over time, love blooms between her and Lucas.

Dorine Okpara is perfect in everything, she has the best grades, good friends, great culinary skills and is a wonderful sister to her other half, Doris. All Doris Okpala wants, is a peaceful life and one that she can live her dream of being an amazing actress. She believes she is not the perfect daughter, nonetheless, she loves her twin a lot that she chooses to impersonate Dorine at her request. Matthew Udochi, the son of a wealthy businessman, will not be pleased to find out that he married one of the twins and fell in love with the other.

Matthew Hunt and Ambrose Donovan. Two millionaires, married, but not in love. Both in their mid-thirties and single, it's either they marry each other or their families would set up an arranged marriage with a stranger so the two decided to get married. They were best friends since they came out of their mothers' wombs so they were each other's next best choice. It worked. Their parents stopped hounding them. They lived in the same house, same room, do everything a married coupled would do (except sex), especially around other people, that is until their parents wanted grandchildren.