Matty B Sister Novels & Stories

“I have a little sister, Patricia. She’s a good kid.” I cocked my head to the side; Matt had never mentioned a little sister before around my brother, and this was the first I had heard of it. “I know what you’re thinking,” he said with a laugh. “No one knows about my sister except for some of my closest friends. I like to keep it that way.” “Why?” I asked, feeling a bit confused. Matt was silent for a moment. His face seemed to fall a little as he sipped his wine, supposedly steeling himself for a response.

asked Dane, slightly taken aback by his opening greeting. “Oh, sorry about that, it’s just your build. Sorry. I’m Matt Coleman. Melody Coleman was my sister.” “Oh. Shit,” said Dane. Even the mention of her name had him weakened. “I spoke with Alpha Aiden and he told me everything. How you were mated to my sister, but…” It appeared as though it was equally hard for Matt to mention her name as well. “It’s ok, you don’t need to say it. I know. We should have met in entirely different circumstances.”

I burst out laughing while Matt gasps. "Wow. First, you downplay my compliment skills, now my choice of doughnuts?" I laugh again, covering my mouth. I think I'm enjoying this way too much. I sip my hot chocolate and press my lips together as Matt's hand grazes mine. "So, any siblings? I have an older brother and his name is Drew." "That's nice. I have a younger sister, she's like... obsessed with meeting new people. Once she finds out about you, you'll be on her radar."

My mom says. I ignore her and look at Dean. “Why are you here? And where’s my sister?” My mother stands up and pulls me aside. “Honey, your sister is with Dean’s friends at the cafe. Apparently she’s misbehaving and wouldn’t listen to him, so he came to find you so you can try and talk to her.” I look at my mother, remembering that she has no idea that he’s Halsey’s boyfriend. I nod. “I’ll go.” I walk back to the counter. “Let’s go.”

All my work went down the drain because Noah and I would not end up together. “I need to talk to Matt. He can solve this problem in no time.” I said and stood from my sprawling position on the floor. “Where are you going?” Beth asked in alarm. “To Matt’s house.” “Who is Matt?” My eyes went from side to side, trying to avoid staring back into Beth’s questioning stare. “I’m going to my sister’s,” I told her. Beth looked doubtful. “I did not know you had a sister here in Redwood.” Again, I tried to avoid her suspicious gaze. “Half-sister actually. We are not close.” And then I dashed out of my apartment.

“What did you find?” “Shit! Matt, you won’t be happy.” Matt tightens his grip on the cell phone while I watch as his jaw also tenses and he breathes heavily. “Who is it!” “The credit card belongs to Stella Miller, who I believe is …” Matt interrupts him by saying, “Steph’s half-sister.”

Can you come over and watch it with us? He stopped short as he noticed the unfamiliar woman standing behind Matt. ‘No, Will, not tonight.’ He turned and nudged Leeann forward. He took a deep breath. ‘Sierra, Will, I don’t believe you’ve met my sister, Leeann.’ Sierra extended one hand. ‘It’s good to finally meet you,’ she said. Matt watched his sister, her weary expression unreadable. He knew she harbored bad feelings towards Sierra on his account, but he wished she’d let them go.

she whispered to Matty and Mara watched his body tense as his eyes searched the crowd. Mara looked around and then back to Matty, “I’m sure Billy is fine Matty she is probably around here somewhere,” she tried and Matty only shot her a sideways look she wasn’t certain how to take. Briella put her hand on Matty’s arm, “we will find her Matty, don’t panic, I can still hear cars coming and Dad hasn’t called me yet,” she struggled to reassure him. Matty touched Briella’s cheek, “thanks B,” he said sadly, and then Briella flinched as the sound of an old truck struggling to shift backfired as it came to a stop at the rear of the line. The door groaned open and out stepped Eli LaFlare followed by a

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.