Pokemon Matt Novels & Stories

This was the seat of power for one of the strongest packs in the region. This was the home of Marcus's killer. Sera checked her reflection in the rearview mirror one final time. The woman staring back was almost unrecognizable from who she'd been six months ago. Her naturally blonde hair was now a rich chestnut brown, falling in soft waves past her shoulders. She'd learned to school her amber eyes into something gentler, more vulnerable. Her makeup was minimal but carefully applied-just enough to enhance her features without looking like she was trying.

she said as her head hung low, feeling defeated. Her mate came up and grabbed her face and held it so he could get a good look even if she couldn't see him behind the darkness. "You're doing what you need to. What anyone would do in your situation. You're a warrior, Riley. I'm so proud of you already. I can't wait till you're back home in the pack."

my words got stuck in my throat. “She is stuttering,” he took off his shirt and dropped it on the floor. My eyes traveled through his perfect muscular built bare body, and went wide over the wolf tattoo sitting on his right chest. I was suddenly stunned and transfixed by it. “Are you scared that you will throw yourself at me?” He moved intimate to me.

she laughs, jumping down off my mattress, which was sideways. "You know there are nicer ways to wake people up" I say, getting up off the floor rubbing my arm, I look down to see it was red, fantastic! it's gonna bruise a day before my birthday! I turn 16 tomorrow, everyone is so happy for me but I don't really know how to feel. For those of you who don't know, when a werewolf turns 16 they shift for the first time, which means they're able to find their mate.

System, I'd like to evolve. [DO YOU WISH TO EVOLVE?]

No, it couldn’t be… The large beast flapped its serpentine wings above her head as it came in for a landing. It’s scales took on the color of honey, shining like mirrors in the sun, and it landed with the grace of a blue heron, as it’s onyx talons clacked against the concrete patio. Madchen gasped as the beast shook it’s shiny scales, and sitting atop its head were two beautiful black horns. Ruby eyes blinked in the morning mist, eyes that looked vaguely familiar to her.

I wait for everyone to go inside as I took some time to gather my composure and not look like a bad boy among nerds like a single rose in a thorn bush. "Jason!" I turned to see Mr Burrows. I like to call him Mr Big Head, it defines him better. The lack of hair on his head emphasizes this, especially that one spot that reflects the sun and makes him look like a walking sun god. Well, actually, more like a mirror. He was also a grandmaster, the first to draw against my father. For the size of his head, its not surprising. Big head supposed to have a big brain, if not, that's sad.

Kyle grunted as Ryu pushed him back with his sword. “The Art of Tai, pretty good weakness on my technique. If it were another person, you’d be dead in a minute.” He chuckled. Kyle growled, pushing and pushing himself for more power. His muscles began to expand, his strength increasing, and his body physique was now better than a gymnast who’d work out for 30 years. “Sorry, Kyle, please don’t do this.” Madonna ran forth. I scanned the area, searching for any suspicious person who could have saved Madona from the tree I had tied her to. She knew who I was, and if I let her speak, she might damage my reputation, and my mission would then be incomplete.