Mattia And Jenna Novels & Stories

I learned some combat moves from Liam, and his dad both showed me easy moves to hurt an attacker so I could run away. Three figures emerged from the treeline, walking the overgrown path toward the bridge. In the lead was a woman in her fifties, silver-streaked dark hair pulled into a severe bun, wearing an impeccably tailored pantsuit despite the rugged terrain. Behind her walked two men—one middle-aged with a researcher's stooped posture, the other younger and moving with the coiled grace of a trained fighter. "Dr. Reid, I presume," I said as they approached. The woman inclined her head. "Mrs. Matthew. Thank you for agreeing to meet." Her cool gaze assessed the group, lingering on Liam. "An

“For a long time now, I’ve been navigating a path filled with misunderstanding and hurt. I was once seen as just ‘the Omega,’ an unwanted burden in a world filled with expectations that I struggled to meet. But each day, the weight of those labels clouded my vision, obscuring who I truly am—I am an Alpha female. Yes, I have announced this before but I want to let the cat out from the bag by telling everyone how the moon goddess blessed me with a second mate” Gasps rippled through the cafeteria, a mixture of disbelief and intrigue sweeping over the crowd. I sank deeper into my seat, a spiral of emotions swirling within me—guilt, anger, regret. How had I been so blind to her worth? “The Moon G

"Jenna Johnston, you sold the shop without a word? Let me tell you. Marissa should have a share of that money. And you, you shameless slut, actually stole your own goddaughter's boyfriend. Have you no shame at all?" Listening to it, I almost laughed from exasperation. Marissa was just a goddaughter with no blood relation to Ms. Johnston, and they really thought they were entitled to her property. Marissa shot me a glare. "Charlie, I can't believe you dumped me for this slut. Jenna, hurry up and hand over the money. Otherwise, I'll post everything about you and him online." Ms. Johnston was red with anger. She was about to argue back, but I stopped her and called the police directly.

"She reached for me. I took her wrist and moved it away. That's what she saw the middle of." Hayes is quiet for exactly one second. "Then go tell her that." * * * The twenty-eighth floor is quiet at noon. Priya and Marcus are at lunch. Jenna is at her workstation, the untouched coffee still exactly where I left it, a document open on her screen she is absolutely not reading. She looks up when I walk in. The professional mask is back — the one she was wearing the day she walked into the boardroom pitch. Composed. Distant. Glass.

“So now tell us, little sis. Where is your mate?” Jenna flared up, her eyes red with anger as she turned around, walking downstairs towards Wonnell. “Do you really want to know who my mate is?” “Yes.” Wonnell replied. “If I tell you, do you think you will be able handle it?” Jenna asked. “There's nothing I can't handle. I'm Wonnell Manson.” She was being unnecessarily proud of herself. “My mate is Nick. The future Alpha of our pack. Understood!” “What!”

The games are normally about teamwork and athleticism but I have a feeling this year is much more than just that. I turn to check on the others and what they make of this short and unsettling speech. Sergei and Irina are busy talking it through using their mind-link, Anatoli just got up to get some food. Jenna just sits there, on her face a look of shock and disbelieve. “What’s wrong babe?” I turn to her and stretch out to hold her hand. “She’s my Mate.” She murmurs. “She, she’s too perfect. Her scent is a mix of mango, strawberries and mint, her voice is smooth like silk and have you seen how she looks. She is like a goddess, how on earth is she going to even like me!” Jenna whimpers and I

"Nice to meet you, mam but unfortunately it's Sr. Claire, not Jenna." Jenna gave her a sorry smile. Hanna let out a gasp and her hand instantly went to her mouth. She probably just remembered that Jenna was no longer Jenna. 'She is now Claire or should I say, Sr. Claire,' my wolf chimed making me laugh a little. I look back to find Shawn narrowing his eyes at me. I bet he is wondering what crazy idea I have on his mate that makes me laugh. Scoffing at his grumpy attitude I turn back to face Claire and her mother.

"Lemme guess, she's introducing you as the new Beta female of the pack." "Exactly!" Favi retorted in agreement. "Wait, how did you know that?" I shrugged my shoulders, fixing my gaze back on her when I realized Jayson wasn't in the room. "It sounds like her." Pamella nodded in agreement, her eyes moving around the room. "I don't see Belinda anywhere." "Right here!" My second closest shewolf called, taking a seat between Favi and myself. "No offense Favi, but I seriously think your mom may be after my life."

“This is my new girlfriend, Sara. Sara this is my best friend Matt and his girlfriend Stella who’s also a friend.” “A redhead girl!” Matt thought. “Do you want to come with me to the kitchen Sara?” they walked to the kitchen smiling at each other. The girl really seemed nice and sweet. Stella was ready to befriend her since she only knew Matt and John in the United States. Matt was looking confusingly at John. “For fuck’s sake, why are you doing this to yourself?” he rushed to him and grabbed him by his collar. “What do you mean?” he said blankly.

“No, thanks.” Matteo mirrored my position, his gangly legs shooting straight out, and locked in on the night sky. I’d overheard Daddy say Matteo was very smart, and he even skipped a grade last year. He said he’d be just like Mr. Vitale. Sometimes he even talked like him. Of course, I wasn’t all that impressed. After a long silence, he said, “There’re a billion stars, Nutella girl, and they all shine for you. My mama shines for my pa, but you will shine for me. Right?”