Mimi Matthews Books Novels & Stories

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Blaze slumped on the ground while pulling his hair. "I know, bud. I'm sorry," Blaze said. The kiss caught Blaze off guard, but it didn't mean anything to him. Tracie – the girl who kissed her was just a little sister for him. Blaze doesn't love her nor likes her romantically. "Blaze Matthew Reese! Come down right this instant!" his mother shouted. Blaze groaned in annoyance. He wanted to be left alone in his room, but when his mother called his full name, he couldn't do anything. Blaze opened the door and went downstairs.

The book Embracing Shadows, which she wrote thinking of him, too. "I wrote that book to get everything I lived through out of me. The repeated rape. My mother’s complicity. The abandonment. The toxic relationships before I met your fathers. The fear of not being enough. The guilt of loving three men with such heavy pasts. I wrote it to heal myself. And so that, if you ever read it one day, you would understand that it wasn’t weakness on my part. It was survival. And that the love we built, despite everything, was our greatest victory." Matthew remained silent for long minutes. When he finally spoke, his voice was choked but firm:

disregard others so? Was he... feeling indignant on behalf of Matthew's mother? Flora suddenly felt that behind this incident, there might be secrets that both she and Matthew were unaware of.. Matthew hastily departed, for Selena had chosen to fast, placing pressure on Mimi, coercing the little girl to arrange a meeting with him. Mimi had no other choice, reluctantly dialling his number for him to handle the matter. The hefty door opened. Matthew stepped into the room, his face maintaining its frosty expression: "Why did you choose to fast?"

Over a century old, yet her lithe grace and eternal beauty was that of the legends. Not to talk of her top-notch hypnotic powers. She's the real beauty with brains. And extremely busy. She takes active part in the vampyre world and it's politics. I heaved a sigh and shook my unruly curls. It scattered my wildly around my head and I shuddered to think about what I look like right now. My mother liked to joke that my hair was a failed experiment and a sentient being on its own. The door creaked open, revealing my elderly maid,Agatha, who'd been saddled with the responsibility of taking care of me.

It has been a couple days since Declan asked me to give him a chance, but his words have not stopped replaying in my mind. I have been trying to wrap my brain around this new world I have been introduced to, but it all seems so fast. But he is your mate, a voice says in my head as if I made the thought myself. "Great, now I'm hearing voices in my head. I really must be going crazy." I mumble.

There was even a second floor, and today, I decided to go there. There was also a second floor, and I decided to go up there, feeling like it would be peaceful there. Once I made it all the way up there, I started scanning the books, finding something interesting that would catch my attention and take my mind off of everything else. Upstairs, I wandered the stacks, letting my fingers trail along the spines as I searched for something interesting. Something that could take my mind off everything else, even if just for a little while. “Hm, I wonder if there are any smut novels here?” I mumbled, only to immediately regret it and feel embarrassed about it, causing my cheeks to go warm.

My mother entered before the conversation could continue. Servants followed carrying tea and pastries. The interruption gave me a few precious moments to think. Vivienne accepted her tea gracefully. Then she smiled at my mother. "Aunt Lyra, may I borrow Seraphina for a walk?" My stomach tightened. Absolutely not. Unfortunately, refusing would only make her suspicious. My mother smiled. "Of course." Wonderful. Five minutes later, I found myself walking through the estate gardens beside the woman who would one day destroy my life.

He casually picked up the book in front of him but put it back after taking a few glances at the cover. Matthias was following behind Myra, but Heather had a great observation so he had no choice but to hide in a bookstore. To prevent Heather from finding him, Matthias decided to pick out some books. “Huh?” Matthias’s eyes instantly lit up as if he had just found treasure. He quickly picked up the hardcover book with a bronzing side on his left. “‘In-Depth Analysis’, written by Heather Langston. Wow! That woman is omnipotent.”

Mia still leans on her brother's lap: "Matthew, the time before the age of nine was not easy." Matthew sighed, and reached out to pat her head: "Forget it, the past is not happy." Mia: “Um, it's over. Just one more year and our lives will return to normal.” Matthew: "That's right. You should return to be the mistress so I can find a wife." Mia: “I still love being a writer and a novelist.” She meant to stay in country A. Matthew: "Is there still Peter Wayne in country A?"