Novel & Cerita Matthew Frost Stonemaker

He didn’t belong here, yet he knew exactly how to move through the shadows of Snowridge. “You’re Asha Frostheart, aren’t you?” The voice was low, but carried a note of recognition that sent a chill down her spine. She didn’t respond immediately, but instead assessed the man. His features were sharp, his dark hair and eyes hidden beneath a hood, but the faint outline of a sigil burned on his right arm was impossible to miss. "Who asks?" she said, her tone colder than the blizzard around them. “I am Darian Saithe, Nightwatch Commander,” he said, stepping closer with a measured pace. “I need to speak with you about the Werebeasts.”

The floors were white marble, too clean for my shoes that had just been from the Bronx. “Hello, I’m here to see Mr. Markos Petrakis,” I said to the receptionist when I got there. The receptionist eyed me up and down before giving me a questioning look. You could tell she didn’t believe me. “What’s your name?” “Hazel Thompson.” She clicked a few times on the computer before smiling and getting up. “Derek, the manager, is waiting for you in his office. That is who you will be seeing about your employment.” She said as she gestured at a door on her right.

"Our little pup. We can’t believe that mangy cur broke the bond." Cass stiffened, pulling back. "I'm not the pup. Daniela is two winters younger than me." "You’re the baby of this litter," Camila shot back, ruffling his hair. Luke started to edge toward the door, hoping to vanish into the hallway, when a heavy tread sounded on the porch. "Hold the door! I’m coming in." A man jogged inside, flashing a grin that was all teeth. "Sorry. Parking near the Navarro Ridge is a bitch. Had to leave the truck three miles out." He turned to Luke, extending a hand calloused from work. "I’m Mateo Cruz."

I managed to keep him busy enough to not notice but he stopped before pulling my bottoms off. “I want this, but I don’t want to rush it now that you are compliant.” His voice sounded disappointed. He left the room but before he walked out as a show of faith, he unbuckled my ankle. I rubbed at it gently and relief filled my face. I watched as he walked out. I grabbed the phone and typed in Nick’s number. I was so grateful he had not changed his passcode since we were together. “Dominic Thorn speaking.” His voice was tense and filled with stress.

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”

⁠ ⁠Ryder Stone – MY FAT MATE 3.⁠ ⁠Jax Stone – MY POSSESSIVE MATE 4.⁠ ⁠Aira Stone – MY ABUSED MATE 5.⁠ ⁠Samantha Stone – MY ASSASSIN MATE 6.⁠ ⁠Joy Stone – MY NERD MATE

"Not until you understand that the man who rejected you seven years ago doesn't exist anymore. And not until you give me the chance to prove it." As Raven turned to walk away, her phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number. A video file, timestamp showing it was taken that morning. When she opened it with trembling hands, she watched footage of herself in her apartment—sleeping, unaware, completely vulnerable. Multiple camera angles. Professional equipment. The video's final frame showed a message in white text: "Come to the Cascade Mountains. Come alone. Or I'll burn every connection you've ever made. —D"

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.