Mello Matt Novels & Stories

This is just like the Elite Ai, except it doesn’t have the advanced features for spying—not that I need it. I was dropped off in front of the same building I went to when Jett and I visited New York and I recruited Matt, known to others as Rio Trafaller, as my sniper. I haven’t had to use that request yet and I hope I never have to. I entered the same run-down building and went straight to their apartment, knocking thrice. I announced, “It’s me.” A few moments later, the door opened and revealed a topless Matt. His ripped, lean body made me raise my brows and questioningly look at him. He followed where I was looking and hastily cupped his chest.

A slow RnB song playing through the room from Kemi's phone welcomed them. "Matty sent a link, he wanted us to stream his latest hit single" she held her phone and tapped Discarding his clothes, he said "You're playing it? It's good" Dropping her phone, "Yes, it is. I already sent you the link. Check it out, okay?"

How could no one have expected this? Matteo.

mate. * #TBC

He paused, took a deep breath and continued, "As you can see, my son, Travis, will soon take over the pack when he turns eighteen, and he will have a mate to rule beside him. I think you already know who that is, so I would like to call Carmela to stand beside me, please?" Among the crowd, Carmela stood radiant in her pale pink elegant strapless cocktail dress with its poofy skirt. It had a sweetheart neckline with rhinestones adorning the edges. She paired it up with pink strappy sandals and her hair was down in soft curls. Her make-up, although it was only minimal, still looked flawless and beautiful.

Hot tears streamed down my face as I clutched a pillow to my chest, and I sank down onto my bed into a heap of pain and sadness. After a while, the sobbing subsided, and I lay sprawled across my bed. I knew I shouldn’t, but I opened up my phone, hoping for a distraction. And there it was: a new message from Matt. My heart leapt in my chest as I opened it. It was a shirtless mirror selfie of him, showing off his toned physique. Attached was a message that read, “Can’t wait to see you at the ball… T-minus-three days! Do you have a dress yet?”

Already instructed them to inform him immediately if they sense anything bad. Mew was waiting for his other important best buddy Flin (brother of Filo) He went for the other pack to gather information about the black people and he also wanted to get some help from good witches to save their race from black people. It's already been eight months. Today he too returning back with his mate Sammy(best friend of Filo). After Mew and Filo became mates Flin and Mew became so close to one another like inseparable buddies.

Mom sat down, leaned her back on the couch, the fugue appeared on her as if in another world, and then she talked like an absent-minded person, "Damn!! I am the first to oppose Adrian's marriage to this demon, and, inevitably, her children will take revenge on me, so I must quickly and seriously think about a plan to get rid of Sophia. But how do I know where to find her brother?! She was silent for a while and then added excitedly, her eyes sparkling in her face, "Tattoos ... Only tattoos are my way. I saw that cursed woman's tattoo engraved on her body while she was with Alexander in the servants' room, before the ceremony." Hela leaned over my mom's shoulders, gently shook her as if bring

, I said to him. "I'm fine as long as you don't fuck your best friend", said Matt. "Matt can you stop being so crude?", I asked him. "Can't help it babe I'm a street rat so I have a dirty mouth", said him with a smirk. "You are incorrigible", I said not without smiling. "I don't mind", he said expertly overtaking another sports car on his way. "I never knew you were an investor", I said noting that he had the latest sports car.

As he reached Alaia and me, his face broke out into a huge smile. “Welcome home, Xander, Luna.” I could feel Alaia’s body tense up a bit when he approached, but I understood why. Matt was a warrior as well, and a well-trained one at that. He kept very fit, and with his perfect smile, dirty blond hair, and baby blue eyes, he was a lady killer without even trying. He just had an effect on women, even if it was harmless and unintentional. “Thank you, Matt. It’s good to be home. Now would you please put on a shirt so my mate can take a breath?” I said with a laugh.