Pink Sniper Mello X Matt Novels & Stories

Matt says in a bored tone as we walked up towards the booth. "Fine, go ahead and take my dramatic moment away." Damien muttered under his breath, crossing his arms over his chest as he pouted. "He didn't need to, you never created one." Ty rolls his eyes at his friend. "Whatever, just hand me the gun." He said, taking the gun from Matt. "Prepaid to be amazed." He said all cocky.

Matt said. “One of the guys was a pretty boy, skinny, brown eyes, and sandy brown hair. The other was creepy as shit. He was tall, but not as tall as me and Dex. He had no hair, I mean none – not on his head, clean shaven – he didn’t even have eyebrows. He had the bluest blue eyes I had ever seen,” D.J. stressed. “You said, three guys,” Williamson said nastily. Matt could tell Williamson was pissed. He couldn’t stand people who turned their backs on their friends.

On her phone, Matt had sent dozens of messages, each claiming he had been driven to a mental breakdown and wanted to kill himself. However, seeing his flushed face now, he looked nothing like someone about to take his life. Matt burst out laughing. After muting the mic, he winked at her. “Someone said I’ve got no game, that I’d still be alone on New Year’s Eve. I didn’t buy it.” As he spoke, he tried to pull her into the frame to join him in the livestream. However, Wren directly flipped his phone face down on the table, covering the camera.

His scent—cedar, smoke, him—filled my lungs and steadied me. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't know. I didn't know I—" "Shh," he said. "You don't have to apologize. You didn't do anything wrong." I looked up at him. His silver eyes were soft, tender. Nothing like the cold playboy everyone saw. "I'm a Mute Omega," I said. My voice was raw, barely a whisper. "That means I'm—" "Dangerous," he said. "Yeah. I heard."

Those actions have caused Matt to let go of her tight hold on her. "Shit! Tactical, clear the ground for Ari. Snipers, target Matthew." Elliot snarled as he was aiming at the enemies one after the other. "Look what you've done, great boss! This is mayhem!" Kyle remarks as he, too, keeps on shooting the enemies who are trying to get close to them.

I explain "Where is my mate?" yelled a very angry matt as he jumps to his feet drawing attention to him. "And here we go" I laugh as matt run out of the room with Gigi on his tail. "anyone have popcorn" commented Moll while tucking her blond beaded hair behind her ear. I laughed following the action with everyone else hot on my tail. Celene's POV

she requested, an eager smile playing on her lips. Matt's face fell, his disappointment evident. "Did the Goddess really give me a mate who thinks pineapple on a pizza is an acceptable topping?" he joked, pretending to be serious. "I guess she did," Camden chuckled, finding amusement in their culinary differences. "I don't know what I did to deserve this," Matt replied, his tone mockingly serious. Camden playfully nudged him. "Don't be a jerk. Just get me my pizza," she retorted with a playful angry glare. "I might forget to ask for the pineapple," Matt teased as he headed out. "Don't you dare!" she called after him, a hint of laughter in her voice.

Matt is a timid type who loves to relay a message just the way he was told and even imitates the voice of the sender. “Thanks for the entertainment, Matt. You can leave.” I dismissed and he disappeared within two seconds. He is also a weird type that I can never get used to. I returned my gaze to the laptop and continued typing away until the buzzing of my phone caught my attention. I picked up the phone and scrolled through the new message, only to find photos. Not just any photos. They were photos and selfies of my wife, Sasha Hawkins with her best friend, Nina shopping nonstop. She also sent short videos of their shopping spree, and before I could stop myself, a small smile appeared on my

The saying was true, “It's not the stab that kills you. It's when you turn around and see who's holding the dagger.” Moaning in pain I looked at her and saw her laughing maliciously towards me but her laughter morphed into a shrieking cry out when Xander cut off Alpha Victor’s head in front of her. Xander was Alpha Victor’s father's real Mate’s Son. The true heir of the Silver Forest Pack. I couldn't witness anything more and drowned into the darkness. . . .

When Mom’s voice grew louder from the kitchen, Marcus stood, turned me around, and thrust inside me with one smooth, deep stroke. He fucked me fast and hard against the wall, one hand clamped over my mouth, the other gripping my hip possessively. “Come for me,” he growled quietly in my ear. I did, shaking silently as pleasure tore through me. He followed moments later, burying himself deep and filling me. We cleaned up frantically, straightening our clothes just as Mom walked back in, still smiling. “Everything okay in here? You two look a little flushed.” “Fine,” Marcus said smoothly, his hand brushing my thigh under the table again as we sat back down. “Just discussing the best options.”