Matthew Big Mouth Novels & Stories

*** Matthew had had a very worried look on his face when he had sat down with me in the conference room yesterday. “Tobacco?” I had asked, extending my box. He had hesitated but then took one. With the cigarette shaking in his quivering gingers, Matthew had set his palms down on the table and then looked up at me. “It happened four years ago,” he said to me, “I had just graduated and was working as an engineer at an oil and gas organization. I understood a lot about automobiles and people frequently started coming up to me and asking for advice about their vehicles – cars, trucks, vans, everything. I guess I had developed that kind of reputation. I worked for Axiom Oil & Gas—“

I have no experience with women, and their wooing is not one of my favorite hobbies, but now I feel complete. I turned to look at this ugly Dragon angrily. He is the one who tries to keep her away from me. He grabs her arm, hiding her behind his back. Suddenly, Rid shouted in ecstasy, saying excitedly, "Our mate Alex is a virgin, untouched; I feel it; it's a great feeling."

she pushes the thoughts to the back of her mind. She hears a chuckle and she instantly realizes that she had been caught checking him out which causes her to blush a shade of red. "I don't mind you drooling over me. I'm Matthew. Matthew Wilson. You can call me Matt for short." He says with an amused smile on his face. He smiles a lot for someone who just ripped a wolf's head apart from like it was a rag doll of some sort. This just proves the phrase 'you can't judge a book by its cover'. Wait. Why does his name sound so familiar, she thinks to herself.

After all, he indeed could not hold a candle to Alaric in terms of actual strength. Just as he was debating whether or not to pretend that he was drunk and slink away dejectedly, he saw Alaric summoning his weapon. Blood rushed to his head, and he immediately pounced toward me and Alaric. "Where did you get that war hammer from?" he roared furiously.

He is what I would describe as a spoiled brat of a son with a rich daddy that pays for him to get out of jail. “Excuses me?” I said as I ripped my arm out of his grasp. Jet stepped up behind me. “You look delicious. The name is Matthew, Matthew Collins.” His finger was bend as he tried to run it down my cheek. Jet ripped me back and wrapped his arm around me. “That’s my mate.” He said dangerously. “Chill old man. This is an event for sharing.” He winked at me. “I’ll see you later.” He walked off, leaving me with chills down my spine.

“My name is Damian, what’s yours?” Matthew giggles. “You have a funny accent.” His lip tilts at the corner. “I know, boy.” Mattew puffs up his chest proudly. “I’m Matthew and I’m a big boy' “Glad to meet you, Mattew,” he says. “You must be cold. What do you say we sort you out a hot chocolate to warm up those bones?” Matthew nods eagerly, and my body turns to stone when he takes him by the hand and leads him toward the car.

I don't think you can even get that. Kayley ~”So you do want to get your balls massaged Matt.” Matthew ~”Fuck off no.” Kayley ~”Come on Matt I will massage them for you.” Drake ~”Boss will rip them off and feed them to his fishes.” Kayley ~”Fuck Dre that is some crazy ass sick shit. What type of fishes does the boss have anyway?” Matthew ~“Some god damn scary shit ones.” Kayley ~“Let's go before I change my mind about liking he sweet fucking ass again.”

What is to say that I was found frozen in the forest? My eyes rolled back as I clenched my fist tight, the earthy smell of the forest hitting my nose and dampening my senses. “Bia I know you’re listening okay? Why are you so bad at controlling yourself? Why can’t you just resist their scents for a slight moment?” I groaned, trying to stabilize the link before she successively hides away again. “It is the maté bond, it can’t be helped, can’t be altered, and can’t be controlled!” She explained trying to justify herself for everything she’s been doing.

He will be coming over more often to try and form a friendship with Taylor. When Matthew and Maribelle, Elijah and Machie's twins turned 18 only Matthew could smell a mate and he was so excited he started running around like a crazy man. He smelled every single person in attendance, even the really old people. As it wasn't an Alpha ceremony because that would be turning over to Jeremiah the whole pack wasn't there but quite a few of us were as it was still a huge deal. As we already knew Taylor was mated to Michael but she didn't when he came sniffing around our now 15 year old triplets she got really excited. Nathan was standing with us and Austin had to hold him back. Matthew sniffed all a

The realm gasped in collective disbelief, for the figure was none other than Malachi himself, risen from the depths of oblivion. A wicked smile twisted across Malachi's face as he surveyed the fated mates before him. "You thought you could vanquish me so easily? How naive," he sneered, his voice dripping with malevolent delight. "Prepare yourselves, for this is only the beginning of your reckoning."