The Matchmaker Novels & Stories

As she stepped out of the library, however, something caught her attention. At the far end of the hallway, a small figure was running away as fast as her little legs could carry her. And if she wasn't mistaken, she could hear a tiny giggle echoing through the hallway. Graziel frowned. "Junie?" But the little girl had already disappeared around the corner. She never saw the wide, mischievous smile spread across Junie's face as she ran away. The little matchmaker had just completed another successful mission.

the girl said with a light laugh, seemingly quite pleased. "Uh-huh." Tyler nodded, his expression softening further. The word 'matchmaking' confirmed Zyra's suspicions. Tyler had not only moved on from her, but he was also actively seeking someone else. Her eyes dropped to Tyler's hand, and she noticed the ring was gone. He had removed it.

A hiss comes from the mouth of tall man. I take off my white blazer that I wore, then throw it away carelessly. Then, my hand grabs a pair of sword of mine from the back. “Let’s start our game.” - Perfect Mate -

Ruby ignored whatever her master and her daughter will throw at her because she only came to serve them and get paid at the end of the month, nothing more. With the help of Ruby, the maid, Chloe was able get dressed into her glamorous attire designer by one of the best unknown dress maker. As far as she could remember, they only have few walk in shops across the country and nothing more about the maker. Even those working in the shop have no idea who their master is and Chloe cares less about that, as long as she gets what she desires then everyone is good to go. After studying her facial expression in the mirror, she steps down the stairs to meet her father who was impatiently waiting for

My dad just had to choose a girl who I secretly think was an escapee from an asylum. Krista A.K.A psycho female dog was the daughter of my dad's friend and rival company of Matthews Enterprise, Gregory Conner. He was the owner of Conner Industries and I must admit his company was up to par with my dad's. They have been best friends since high school and they thought playing matchmaking for their children was a fun way to pass the time from their boring corporate world. The day he introduced that girl to me was the day that marked my impending doom which I could tell was not far from where I was standing. Overly exaggerated, I know but who the freaking cares. That she devil literally made my

“I trust you Oliver 100% and I fully believe in you even if I don’t agree with your choices. With that being said some packs are arriving today one of them being the Riverbend Pack. Like most packs they are bringing their unmated females in hopes they will find their mate. Who knows depending on your decision a second chance maybe waiting though I am doubtful. The Beta from the Riverbend is bringing his daughter. I think you should spend some time with her because you have a lot in common.” Oliver looks at me surprised. He did not expect me to make such a suggestion especially since he knows I hope he won’t go through the rejection. He does not look happy with the idea however gives me some

Marigold, her personal maid, brought over a small gold bowl and carefully drew a single drop of blood. "I swear, I hope this one really is my ninth daughter, so I never have to prick myself again." "Heaven willing, Momma, this will be your ninth daughter for real." Everyone at Griffith Manor already knew there were supposed to be nine daughters coming home. With me, that made ten—my mother liked to say I completed the set, her perfect ten. When the first "real heiress" came home, her blood matched both parents', and the three of them had wept in each other's arms with joy.

I had never seen him cry this much since the day he became an orphan. "I've never been so broke man," he sniffed. "I know, it hurts but, it's time to move on," I said in comfort. He nodded, "I know. Well, I guess imma go back to being a player. A womanizer." "Unless you can find a girl just like her. You gotta at least try." "Nah, that's impossible, she is one of a kind, there is no way I will be able to find a girl like her."

Made to be our perfect little family home, especially now we have the family on the way. Who would have thought it. The crazy, fiery little she-wolf that came crashing into my life while I was busy trying to avoid every sense of my reality whilst in college would be the one to bring me crashing down to earth with a bang and bring me everything I needed to complete my life? Who needed a fated mate? Sometimes destiny brings you what you need in other ways. And, the fake mate I had for a short time became my everything, and I wouldn’t change her for the world… with her by my side, anything seemed possible.

"I have an idea." "Oh, please do tell," I muttered sarcastically, rolling my eyes. Wes ignored my sarcasm. "You can play cupid." My eyebrows furrowed together. "What?" "You can be my match-maker. Find me the perfect girl and maybe I will settle down since you make it seem like so much fun." I scoffed, "What makes you think I could find the perfect girl for you?" Wes shrugged nonchalantly, his lips tugging up into a smirk. "Look at those gorgeous doe-eyes of yours. With those eyes and that quick mind of yours, I'm sure you'd spot out all the fake bitches who I shouldn't waste my time with."