The Matchmaker's Playbook 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.

He just sat there and let Walter look at him. "How old are you," Walter said. "Thirty two." "What do you do." "I run a private company. Acquisitions, investments, property." "Never heard of it." "Most people haven't." Walter looked at him. He said: "You met my granddaughter last night." "Yes." "And now you want to marry her." "Yes." "That's fast." "It is." "Why." Caden looked at him. He said: "Because she needs something solid right now and I can provide it. And because I think she's someone worth providing it for."

I say looking around the run down place. "Why?" he looks confused by my decision, not that I blame him. I usually buy large hotels, enteprises, companies but this place looks hopeless.. "We're moving to Green city." I walk back to the table. "You never told me your name," I have seen that look before. The look of a person who has hit rock bottom. Honestly I am not sure he'll survive without the booze. "Garden White," he says. "Garden, you just made a deal with the devil. Make sure you hold your end of the deal, or else you'll wish you had never met me."

Now he is looking for that win with this new one. “What kind of bet?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. “I won’t have anyone’s training interfered with.” “Nah, this is a two parter. Sort of win-win for me.” “Hardly seems like a fair bet then.” Tic scoffs. “You train her, woo her, do whatever you have to do to ensure she tries her darndest to succeed.” He says to Tic. I instantly hate the bet already. “And I bet she will still only last two weeks.” He chuckles and gives us both a satisfied grin, which feeds my competitive alpha nature, or maybe it’s my sympathetic nature. More of me not wanting to think she might lose and wind up a rogue.

"Hmmm, I deserve some respect would you? Madeline corrected. Lomar pretended not to hear, since he was not ready for female dramas as he had termed it. Madeline seeing that he didn't bulge to whatever she had complained about decided to overlook, as she knew it would been like pouring water on stone. "I have a job for you." Lomar paused for a while before responding. "A new one? "Yes, I'll pay you triple." She said, very serious about it. Lomar chuckled lightly, wondering if it's not her lover's money she was referring to. Apparently, Mr. Shaw and she had hired him the previous day to look into someone who was supposedly the girlfriend of Mr. Shaw's son, CEO Dash. The plan was to find out ev

"This was my idea. He just paid for it." We happily spent the morning getting dolled up, relaxing and getting ready for the party. Anna was truly an expert with hair and makeup. She left my raven hair pin straight, except for a small curl at the bottom which accented my body beautifully. For my makeup, she applied it with percision and went a lot darker then I expected. When she was finished, I couldn't help but admire my reflection in the mirror. I had never seen myself look more gorgeous and felt excited for Declan to see me. The eye makeup highlighted my dark eyes as the red lip stood out against my pale skin and black hair. Anna squeeled as she placed the last bit of gloss on my lips, ob

Femi cannot think that I like his girl, the tense relationship we already had between our parents is putting so much on our family that we cannot afford to be quarreling too. “Wacko?” I tilted my head at my best friend who rolled her eyes at me. “Of everything I said, trust your brain to pick that one out.” “So that’s the reason why you are trying you hand at matchmaking?” I asked as Tomi shrugged. “It seems to be enough reason for me.” Tomi said as I sighed. “You suck at it.” I tell her as she throws her chips at me. “Food fight?” I asked her. “NO, you child.” She admonished with a giggle. “Since I suck at it, why don’t you give it a try?”

“You! Certainly.” “Doesn’t that make me the matchmaker?” Josh thought about it and answered, “Yes.” “I’m giving you my bank details so you can send me a little token of appreciation for pairing you two together. Come on, I’m not going to give you money as a wedding gift, I have better things in mind than something as impersonal as that. However, I will admit that I am a shallow man and would like some money as a way of thank-you for my role as a matchmaker..”

“Trust me, Rubi. It is my masterpiece. And you, my beautiful architect, are the one who inspired it.” Rubi offered a final, enigmatic smile—the Kingmaker’s weapon now loaded and returning to base. She walked toward the door, her mission complete. The door closed softly behind her, leaving Lloyd alone with his victory, unaware that the foundation of his empire had just been traded for a night of intense, passionate confessions. The political game had just escalated to the highest possible altitude, and Rubi, the master narrator, had secured the final, crucial chapter.

The banishment of the storyteller from the gates barely marked the end of one problem before another arrived on their doorstep. Matchmakers began appearing in turn, each eager to arrange a marriage for Rosalind. The prospects they presented were enough to make Rosalind's parents' blood boil. These were men so far beneath their daughter's station that even a passing glance in their direction would be enough to provoke a disgusted sneer.