Play Matchmaker Novels & Stories

"Hey, that's not a gift!" "John!" I blinked, not exactly expecting to hear that. "It says...we can choose other partners?" He nodded, handing me the paper. His gaze unreadable but stern as he turned to John's direction. Everyone moved from their spot, scattering now. But I focused on the paper. “ADVANTAGE: PICK A NEW GAME PARTNER IF YOU WANT." If I want. If we want. "It's an advantage card," John came, staring at us both. "You get to choose new partners who can help you in the next games, anyone here will love that card."

EX-BOYFRIEND! "Are you being serious right now, Hana!?" "What? Did you expect me to still be with you after seeing you screw that girl inside a private room at a bar?" Psyche pointed to the girl sitting at the next table with other student council officers. And all the attention landed on her. "I... I don't know what you're talking about!" "Really, Mika?" Charlotte suddenly spoke with a devilish smile on her face. "You do know that I'm friends with the owner of the bar. And they have cameras everywhere, even in the private rooms, to avoid illegal activities. Do you want to see what we found?"

Therefore, it was proof that no one else could possibly own it. Using another account, I posted again: "Admin Blake, this is me, the girl everyone flamed online as a gold-digger. I’m exposing my ex-boyfriend, Ryan Cooper, as the real leech. He used my family card to buy gifts for my roommate. The bracelet on the stray dog’s paw was his. I bought it for him myself. It's a limited edition. No one else could possibly own it." Screenshots of the family card charges and the purchase record were attached.

Natalie…" I walked past him and continued on my way. This time, he didn't follow. When I reached the intersection, Ivy sent me a message. "Ms. Lawson, we're playing a mystery box game at tomorrow's team-building event. Are you coming? I heard everyone's guaranteed to win a prize!" Looking at those words, I smiled and replied, "I'll be there." The next day, I drew a small card at the company team-building event. It didn't say, "Thank you for participating." Instead, it read, "Today's Lucky Winner."

“Game.” “No,” Kane said immediately. “Yes,” Asher said. “We play for it.” “This is not a tavern bet.” “No, it’s worse. It’s survival.” Ryker looked amused despite himself. “What game?” Asher’s smile grew. “Cards. Lowest draw goes to talk to the angry pregnant mate.” Kane stared at him. “That is the dumbest thing you’ve said today.” “It is not. Earlier I suggested a massacre.” “Exactly.”

“Hidden cameras. One whole night. Just us.” What if this getaway makes pretending completely impossible?

Every person who had underestimated me. I smiled, a cold, dangerous smile. They won’t see me coming. And then my phone buzzed, an unknown number. “Tonight, the first move begins,” a text read. I looked up, heart racing. The city lights outside reflected in my window, painting streaks of red and gold. Adrian was right. This was war. And I was already in it. The thought made my pulse race, fear, excitement, and something else I didn’t dare name. I was no longer just Nora Vaughn, the obedient daughter. I was a player. And Adrian Cole… he was both my ally and my storm.

I needed to test her theory. "Winnie, let's go we're going all out tonight! I'm taking my mind of her." I said knocking on his door, he was out in seconds. "Woah! There's the man! Two drinking party in one day! Let's go..." We arrived at Players minutes before the twins. I already told them that we're going hunting. It was our bro code for not taking dates, and searching for new ones. "We should do this more often!" Percy was squinting from the burn on his throat, definitely enjoying Jack's new mix of poison alcohol. He slammed his shot glass with a big cheer, making all of us laughed then raised our glass and drink our shots.

He exclaimed urgently, "You're not hearing me, Lara." "It's a whole other scenario now." "Indeed," she cried uncontrollably. His heart shattered as a result of the sound. "At long last, you've shown your genuine self." "Lara, you can't do it. I blundered." "So you've chosen to make amends by treating me to a memorable weekend? Pretending to want to have sex with me must have been really tiresome for you." "I wasn't playing games with you! For God's sake, Lara, you should realize that a man cannot pretend."

I had to optimize every second at my disposal. I picked up my regular phone as I slid into a fresh shirt. The recipient picked up on the first ring. “Hey! You in for a spot of squash?” I asked heartily. “What?” “Squash. The game? Rackets hitting walls? Indoors? You in?” I continued, letting my enthusiasm reach through the phone lines. “I… Jayden, it’s –” “Yes or no, Adrian. This isn’t some riot act. Are you interested?” “Ummm… I…”