The Matchmaker Novels & Stories

Acacia took out her laptop, eating snacks from her bag. "Matchmakers have been coming over, but none of the guys I've met so far appeal to me." Urania wouldn't pressure Eranthe to get married. In this regard, she doesn't seem troubled, saying, "Open your eyes wide when looking for a partner. This is a lifelong matter, and it's better not to settle for something that doesn't truly fit."

When they were finished ordering, the waiter left. "That’s true," she grinned "I think it’s funny that we were set up by our parents through a matchmaking service. What's even funnier is that we both know the matchmaker!” Kieran smiled at her statement. It seemed strange but wonderful that his father ordered him to meet up with her. He hadn’t paid attention to her name or even searched for her online because he didn’t think it was going to be important. He hated to admit to himself that he was wrong to misjudge his father’s suggestion as trivial.

"Well, my dear Aurora, our mission is to play matchmaker." Aurora's eyes widened in surprise, and she let out an excited squeal. "Oh my god! Matchmaker? That sounds amazing! Tell me all about it!" I couldn't help but share in Aurora's contagious excitement. We exchanged high fives and raised our hands in a toast to our newfound role as matchmakers. "So, who would we be matchmaking?" Aurora asked. "Savio and Elaine," I answered, smiling at the thought of it. "Eliane - your friend, the one I saw with you on the field the other day?"

Mom immediately deleted Alice's contact information and took my side. That said, I really was not getting any younger. My career was stable, and I really was at the age where I should think about settling down and having kids. However, my work kept me busy, and I did not have time to meet men actively. Even so, I could not spend my whole life single just to guard against Alice. So, I decided to go straight to a matchmaking service and found a matchmaker named Martha Lowe. I explained my requirements and asked her to help me find a suitable man.

When she went to the temple, she received a special mark. It has two dragons. A fire dragon going up and a water dragon going down. Odin’s mark in the middle. When I agreed, I did not realize that she would be getting two mates. I watched them as they were raised together as brothers. They are decent men or had been until my daughter came into their lives. The fire dragon is obsessed with finding the woman with his mark and refuses to believe that he has already found her. Meanwhile, the water dragon is smarter and senses their mate. I would love to beat some sense into both of them.

“Only you can.” “If I knew how, I wouldn’t be asking,” I snapped. Wrath rolled his eyes. “How do you expect to lead Hell when you barely understand what you are?” “I made a deal with Valekar,” I growled. “After this is fixed.” Wrath crossed his arms. “Good. Let him mark you. Complete the bond. He becomes your bride — the Bride of Hell.” “…That’s it?” “Yes. Can I leave now?” With a nod, he vanished.

I couldn't bring myself to ask the question. "Yes. You are his companion for life, and you are the only woman who would ever get that mark." He answered anyway, already knowing that was what I was curious about. "The moon goddess chooses our mates for us. She chose you for Damon, so I am sure you are worthy of him." He added. I looked at him, and he gave me a reassuring smile. I didn't know what to think with the new information that just got handed to me. If anything, I got even more confused about what to make of the whole thing.

The exact opposite of her ex. She was in the balcony of her room as she thought of ways on how to avoid him. Now that her mom knew he was back, she would try to be a matchmaker again. She was the saddest when they broke up and she offered to change her image, thinking that Logan would go back to her. “He is used to dating alluring women honey so we should do something to let your naturally beauty out! “ her mother said that time.

''She likes him so why not,'' She mutters near me. ''So, you're the matchmaker now?'' I turn to face her as she smiles down at the ground; mesmerising me at the sight of it. She's a beauty that is cherished. ''Well, not really. Besides, what she said is true. He's indeed a beauty—matches her. They're both beautiful so I don't see anything wrong with it,'' She says. ''But I'm beautifuler,'' I roll my eyes. She fakes a cough, ''Yup. Whatever you say,''

“No, not breeding. Who gives a shit about breeding? And I won’t be pushed into anything.” He stood and glanced out the window at the women going into the front of the building with what appeared to be pies, cookies, and cakes in their grasp. His mother had done well. Telling them his preferences ensured they offered up something he liked. But two could play that game. “Where’s the card?” Spike frowned. He glanced around the office. “What card?” “The one you mentioned is about a matchmaker, Gerri or something.” “Ah, yes. Gerri Wilder.” Spike nodded and shoved his hand into his pocket. “She matched my cousins. Their mother, much like yours, tried to interfere, but Gerri gave them the perfect m