Matty B Sister Novels & Stories

“Ha-ha, I see what you just did. “ We both giggled, it was fun to catch up with Matthew again, I decided to text Maddy back before she would come in and display her madness. “The only thing I will be pulling is your hair when I bend you over, I know you miss me already, I’ll be with you shortly." “I have to go man, Maddy is texting already, I need to go be with her, we’ve been trying to look for her missing sister.” “Missing? Who is missing?” "Gem, Maddy’s younger sister.” “That spoiled brat, I know her and trust me, she is a handful. I used to think Maddy was worse until I met Gem; she is so rude and arrogant, I wonder who raised her. How is she missing, by the way?” “Long story, Bro but I

I ask Marty. “She's my girlfriend, the owner.” Marty says. “You have a girlfriend?” I ask Marty confused because he has never mentioned a girlfriend. “Not for long,” he says not providing too many details. “How you guys know each other,” he asks looking between me the girls. “I'm his best friend’s sister.” Carla says answering. “You're mickeys sister?” Marty asks. “Yeah, you know mickey?” she asks with a smile. “Yeah, we all went to school together.” Marty explains.

Litte Moira gasps, and Lisa's words ring in my ear. "Supposedly, that's what MATES feel." This little beauty is my Mate. I have a mate. ALPHA EMMETT'S LITTLE SISTER. HOLY SHIT, IM DEAD.

The problem was I did not like any. "Adeline, hurry up." Why did I have to be the youngest out of five, and that too the only single one. "Here she is." Matty, short for Matilda dragged me by the shoulder and brought me to her circle of friends, or should I say business clients, aka potential husband candidates. "This is my younger sister Adeline, the birthday girl." "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Louiè" Oh, he's French. I roll my eyes and sigh when Matty pinches me. 'Stop sighing and act more like your age.' She tells me.

Leaning down on the window was my sister, chatting his ear off. And he didn't look like he minded it. For a minute I stood there quietly, watching the scene. There was that look on his face as he listened to her. He watched with rapt attention, following her lips, every word, every sound. There was that tenderness in his eyes. Fucking hell, the bastard did like my sister. Matt wasn't a bad person. He was a good man. But that didn't mean I had to be okay with him fancying my sister.

Marty agreed. The Detective got the info he needed and left. Just after he walked out the door, Jared walked in. “Well, you finally decided to grace us with your presence?” Marty huffed. “I needed some time.” Jared explained. “Yeah, well you're about to get more.” Marty retorted. “What do you mean? And where’s MJ?” Jared asked. “Oh, now you're asking about my sister? How rich!” Marty sneered. “Babe.” Madi calmed.

Max mutters, but he scoots closer too, pressing his head against my cheek so he can fit into the frame. I hit the video call button. The screen flips to my little sister’s face: black wavy hair piled into a lazy bun, red lipstick, oversized T-shirt. Behind her I catch a glimpse of the living room back home in Medellín: gray sofa, big plant, and something moving in the corner of the frame… oh, Mamá. “¡Mis amores!” Fiona’s voice jumps an octave the moment she sees Max and Issa. “MIRA, GEMELITOS!”

He hadn’t bothered to investigate the fourth brother, and honestly, he didn’t care. “I don’t know,” he replied flatly. What Marcus didn’t realize was that his own son, Matt, had already made a name for himself in the hacking community. Matt was becoming a powerful figure in his own right, a rising star whose talents would one day surprise even the most skilled professionals. “I’d love to meet my sister-in-law someday,” Benson said suddenly, his voice laced with curiosity and amusement. Marcus rolled his eyes. The idea was laughable. “Not going to happen,” he muttered, shaking his head.

“No, you don’t. I tried telling you that I’m not the one you were looking for, but you never listened! Now, look what you’ve gotten me into!” Stefan frowns. “What do you mean? You’re my mate, Mari! You felt it, the connection between us. I knew you were destined to be mine since we were kids, and I never felt the pull with anyone else.” “The girl you knew in your childhood? The one you felt whatever it is you did? That was my twin sister!” I rise to my feet, feeling my anger rise. “I know we look alike. We are identical. As for me using her name, that’s some fucked up shit my mother made up and which I’ve never understood to this day. So…” I take deep breaths, my eyes fluttering shut. “I’m n

"Matteo's sister?" "Yeah," she nodded as she resumed eating her popcorn. "Who are you and how do you know my brother?" "I'm Cassie. Nice to meet you." She eyed me. "Are you Matt's girlfriend?" I bit my lip. Should I tell her yes or should I just tell her that I was dating both of her brothers? Was it a regular occurrence or would she think that I was a whore? I was happy when I didn't have to answer because the front door opened and the owners of the house walked in.