Scott Pilgrim Matthew Patel Novels & Stories

"It's not a lie!" "Adeline, you've been lying for so long, you don't know what the truth is anymore." Matthew stepped forward. "Dr. Mueller, I can prove that Patricia is lying." "How?" "Because I know the real story. I was there when Rebecca tried to kill Adeline. I was there when Blake poisoned her." Patricia looked at Matthew like she was seeing him for the first time. "And who are you, exactly?" "I'm Matthew Chen. I'm a lawyer. I represent Adeline."

"I was right, wasn't I?" Denis nodded, his gaze momentarily shifting from Marra to Jamie, then back again. "So, the girl's a pizza delivery girl and a DJ?" Jamie nodded, his gaze now shifting to admiration for Marra. "Does she have a hard life out there?" "Maybe." Matthew moved on. "I have to take care of something. Leave my little girl alone so he can hold out until Leah gets back." He stepped aside. "Matt is acting like a possessive father."

"Yes, I can say that,' Alexandro said. “I won’t join your manhunt, if that’s what you’re asking. But I will tell you this—there are others out there. Beyond my kingdom. Beyond yours. Not all creatures respect our war or our women.” Alexandro’s eyes narrowed. “You know something.” “I know rumors. I’ve heard whispers of a new power rising from the east. A rogue named Maeron. Not a wolf. Not quite human. Something... older. I thought he was a myth.” “Why would a myth take my mate?” Valerian’s expression darkened. “You’ll have to find that answer yourself.” Alexandro’s jaw tightened. He didn’t trust Valerian. He never would. But what he said sounded real.

I still hold all the alpha meetings here like my father did. Walking over to the shower, I cut it on while waiting for the water to warm up before stepping in. I chose my beta when I was 17, which is my best friend Creed. My gamma is his brother Ryan, I don’t have a delta yet, I’m not sure I will. Creed does an amazing job, he is also my strongest warrior. He trains the males in the pack while his mother Subrina trains the female wolves. My gamma does all my running when I’m either too busy to or I just don’t want to. Otherwise they both help with every decision I make. Now, I know I said I was alone in all this, even though I do have them I still feel alone. Stepping into the shower washing

He doesn’t look at Charlie or I but at Matthew. “Who are you?” Zach shouts out at him but stays rooted to the spot A sinister smile appears on Matthews face as he takes his eyes off of Charlie to focus on him. “My name is Matthew. First Hybrid” “That’s not possible” Zach calls out and I hear Matthew laugh I had never heard him laugh, it was dark and menacing. Was this really a person I wanted as a consultant? “Well Zach, there are many things that you do not know. The world has moved on and you are just one of many”

Both fingerprints matched those of Matthew Patt, the wanted fugitive. "I'll have to become that spoiled woman's bodyguard. It would be very tiring and troublesome."

I replied shrilly. From his curly hair, short, and stocky stature, I knew him as Mat Bagi or just Matt. He was like a mini version of the Hulk. Her curly hair framed her square face. His jaw also looked as firm as a tyrannosaurus jaw. We shook hands, and this palm felt like it squeezed. Matt was from an Islamic boarding school graduate in Grisee a small town next to Surabaya to the west. Matt's family was devout to worship. But Matt was the disobedient one.

“You lost the bet, didn’t you? Trying to see if I was an easy catch. Must’ve been fun explaining that to your girlfriend. Although Cherry only has about two brain cells rattling around up there, so maybe she didn’t mind.” I managed to get myself on my feet. Matt’s smirk faltered, just for a second. “Watch it dork, your walking on thin ice.” I stepped closer, glaring up at him. “And don’t you ever get tired of playing with the same toy, Matt? You’re Matthew Brown, ‘the’ Matthew Brown. You’ve got money to burn. Surely you can afford a better target than me. Or did you go broke?” Jake stepped forward. “What did you just say?”

“Don't tell me that! Don't!, He screamed, pacing around. He wore a tossled shirt and shorts, his eyes had evidence of bags like he had been crying. “It might be sucide, you know, I said trying to make it reasonable to myself. “Mary will never kill herself, I can bet my life on it- “but there were no traces of struggle, she was hung- “Somebody did this, somebody wants to get back at me- “Can you hear yourself, Madam Pat mocked. Matthew marched towards her in stiff steps. No, no, no. This isn't good. He stopped right in front of her, his chest rising up and down. Madam Pat didn't even flinch, not even blink. “What did you do to her, he asked more in a whisper. “You must be grieved”, she said.

That was why she couldn't identify her. Matthew had escaped normal life since his picture was flying across the media as the most successful tech mogul six months ago. He couldn't go out without bodyguards. “Would you have accepted my offer if I were Matthew?” “I have neither rejected nor accepted your offer, but trust me, it would have been good if you were Mathew, because I want my ex and my best mistake ever to pay for their crime.” “Alright then, but I'm Mathew.” “No one disputes that. Anyone can be Matthew. But Delacruz?” She scoffed. “That name isn’t for just anyone. Better to appreciate your godly looks than call yourself that demon.”