The Matchmakers Gift Novels & Stories

George, knowing me best, still tried his best to make me smile. Out of nowhere, he presented me with a crown of rocks made from the string in Nara’s bow, which set her off. They started arguing about conserving resources and sounded very much like the old elderly couple they impersonated. I remembered a memory of a couple fighting that wasn’t my own. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but the man raised his hand to strike the woman and then everything went black.

She paused answering me and then she returned searching for whatever she was looking for in there. "I had no idea. What exactly are you looking for?" I couldn't help but ask. "Everything. All these things can't do the makeup I have in mind, girl." "What makeup do you have in mind, ma'am?" I asked sarcastically. "Oh! The makeup that will blow minds away. The one that will keep people's eyes on you both female and male, my love. The one that will make people spill their wines on themselves. The one that will make men drool even when they are with their partners... not Mike though. I will kill him." She replied dreamily making her voice firm at the end.

The old woman’s eyes twinkled. “Ah, an excellent choice. That perfume is quite special.” “What makes it special?” I asked, intrigued. “It’s said to bring to mind the one you admire most,” the vendor explained. “The one you want to be with but perhaps can’t, for one reason or another.” I glanced at Damon, a teasing smile tugging at my lips. “And why would someone want that?” The vendor chuckled. “Sometimes, it’s a comfort to feel closer to someone, even if only in thought. For couples, it’s often a reminder of the connection they share.”

They called out which gifts she had to open first and she blushed profusely when each gift contained both lingerie and some kind of bath bomb, pamper voucher or other items to help her relax after her long work day. There were sexy jokes and suggestions and Gemma had to hide her tomato red face in her hands at some point, which had the older she-wolves cackling with glee. Gemma had noticed that a lot of the she-wolves were higher ranking females from other packs, many of them Lunas. Her party was apparently the best place to be and had been planned ahead without her knowledge. Soon she was dragged outside and they started dancing on the dancefloor that had been set up outside. Gemma was e

"Viola, I wanted to talk to you about something." His voice was softer this time, almost guilty. "Your sister just started her treatment, and the Miracle Elixir is affecting her emotions. Makes her feel down. To keep her spirits up and to help with her recovery, your parents suggested that she and I go through the Marking Ceremony. "They hope it'll make her feel better."

This made Luna happy. “For your success, I have a gift for you.” Luna beamed with a smile; she had long awaited for this moment. “You have a gift for me? What could that be?” Jasper asked in surprise. “How thoughtful of her to get me a gift,” he thought to himself. “Guess what?” Luna winked at him. “I’m not good at guesses, Luna.” “Hmm. Well, you have to come and see then.”

They'd indeed favor Diamante over me because she was a public figure like Giovanni and essential, whereas I wasn't. I didn't need to hear them speak to know they were still gossiping behind me. Of course, I had passed by two women who said I was a golddigger and riding off Giovanni's wealth. They didn't make the insult subtle and were loud so I'd know they were speaking directly to me. "I came to give you a gift," she snapped her finger, and a man with a charcoal gray suit and steel glasses on his face stepped forward with a large brown envelope. "Take it," Diamante pointed to the envelope, "That's your wedding gift, and I hope you like it."

Inside were the latest kid friendly smartwatches, the kind they had been begging me for. Alex’s eyes widened. “No way!” Lucas ruffled his hair. “Thought you’d like that.” Nathan’s expression didn’t change, but I felt the shift in energy between them. One had given something sentimental. The other, something practical and fun. Neither was wrong. But both felt like they were trying to prove something. I exhaled. “Alright, who wants cake?” A chorus of cheers rang out, and I grabbed the opportunity to pull Maria aside. “Operation Matchmaker is a go.” I whispered.

“I really am sorry, Lex. If we'd known, we wouldn't have set you up but just so you know. It was Rhea’s idea. “What the hell, Eve!” Rhea glared. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at both of them. “What? It was your idea. I told you repeatedly just to get her only gifts but the match maker in you couldn't help herself,” “I hate you,” Rhea glared good-naturedly. “It doesn't matter whose idea it was, you both owe me big time.” I said with my hands on my hips. “And that's why we brought you gifts and souvenirs from our trip,”

Due to the proximity, the lingering scent of tobacco made me sick to my stomach. “It was fine,” I replied curtly, yanking his hands off me. Oblivious to my odd behavior, Dominick took my attitude as nothing more than a little tantrum. He shot his subordinate a look, and the latter presented a gift box on the double. “So I heard that you threw away the roses and ring? That’s pretty willful of you, but that’s what I like about you. “These are pearls imported from the Miranth Gulf. They cost me thirty million dollars at the auction. What do you think?”