Matthias Helvar Novels & Stories

The lower Beast Man shuddered at the sight of Halvir, the aura emitting from him just now was extremely gloomy and frightening. Again, Mateo is saved by his underling, Daka, Ron, and Liam rush to save Mateo, leading him to escape. Even though, at that time, the battle with Halvir was almost even. Halvir put his all into taking on Mateo, considering that *Sapphire Mateo's rank was far more senior than him. But, Halvir can still try to balance it. Unfortunately, Mateo's men always interfered. They immediately took action by taking him away at that time.

"I have more questions. How do I know that fate hasn't given me an evil man? I don't even know you, yet here I am sharing a bed with you. Don't you think that this is a bit crazy?" Matthais was flummoxed with her question, because he was not a good man and he was evil to the core, but he would always be kind to her but never his enemies. How could he answer her truthfully? "Emma, I am a complicated man. I have done many bad things in my lifetime but I have also done good. I have fought bitterly with our enemies, The Toten, and I do not play fair when it comes to them for revenge is mine to be had. That said, no harm shall ever come to you by my hand."

Do you know who I am? Matthias stared at Alden, his eyes filled with cold, murderous intent. Under that gaze, Alden's voice faltered, fear overwhelming him. "The Stoermer family? Three thousand elite soldiers? Hah!" Matthias' voice was hoarse, his face twisted in rage. "So you know about the chaotic warzone? Have you heard of the Legion of the Unbreakable? "I am Matthias Lowell, the leader of the Legion of the Unbreakable! People call me Lord Matthias!"

He says. “Or maybe human.” I add. From what Oliver said about his research, I think there’s a connection there. “What’s your theory?” Alpha Elias ask. I look at him. Trusting my guts to not trust him with my theory, I lie. “I have nothing yet. But I have a feeling there’s a third supernatural being that’s involved in all of this.” Alpha Elias sighs, putting his hands in his long length jacket. “I’ll keep in touch.” He insists, and zooms off in his car.

she whispered to herself but Helios was able to hear it. Helios secretly smirked at that. It was just a whisper but he could really perfectly hear it. He pretty much know that he's handsome. "Is that true, Mr..." "Demarcus. Helios Gregory Demarcus," Helios answered. "I still don't believe him that he's Sir Helion's brother!" the woman butt in. Helios' jaw clenched on what the woman said. "He doesn't even have an ID or anything that can prove that he's really our boss' brother!"

He tilted his head and spoke. "You're going to get a hole in your chest if you keep staring at me." His warm voice made the warning feel more like an advice from a close acquaintance. His attire was a familiar but she couldn't make out where she saw it. It was when she noticed a part of the blue dragon tattoo on the side of his neck that she realized. "Are you an assasin from the Hian Ji clan?" She asked without hesitation and continued. "Yes, you are one. A lone wolf at that if I'm not wrong. What is your purpose here?"

each word is clipped, precise, and forced out of his throat like a physical weight. I swallow hard, watching the raw pain flicker across his usually frozen features. "He trusted a submissive male from an enemy pack," Magnus adds, his voice suddenly sharpening into ice. "Loved him fiercely. They were preparing for their sacred mate ceremony. Helge thought he had found his fated soulmate. But the male sold his secrets out to our enemies. The rogues were laughing at his soft sentimentality while they drove a silver blade through his chest." My breath catches painfully in my throat. Magnus's large hand curls into a tight, white-knuckled fist, and my gaze automatically drifts down to the faint, j

A spotlight hit the grand staircase at the far end of the room. Matthias stepped out, a tall, imposing figure with silver hair and a smile that didn't reach his eyes. He didn’t have a mask on like the rest of the crowd, instead he held it in his right hand while the other held a glass of dark red wine aloft, looking down at us like a god surveying his kingdom.

I ask going straight to the point. The man’s expression darkened. He glanced around before lowering his voice. “You’re chasing a dangerous shadow, Sir Matteo. Fantasma doesn’t want to be found. He’s been off the grid for years.” I leaned in, my voice low. “I know he’s alive. I need more than rumors.”

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.