The Matchmakers Gift Novels & Stories

Leaning against his left chest, she said,"You’re so good to me, but I forgot to bring the gift I prepared for you." Technically, she had forgotten it—in all the rush of packing, she left the watch she had ordered for him at home. Alaric’s lips curled into a smile, and he planted a kiss on her head, "I don’t need any gifts. Having you here with me is the best gift of all." Lena looked up and met his eyes. "You’re so wonderful—even if your mom offered ten million, I’d never agree to her." He replied playfully, "Whatever she offers, I'll match it double."

Kneeling next to me, the tubby little wedding coordinator whispers in my ear, "I'm going to give you a minute to open whatever's contained in the precious little box. Must be pretty important for a bridesmaid to get a gift instead of the bride." "Oh shit!" Cam hollers out. "Your bridesmaid gifts." As she scurries about producing little packages for each girl, she encourages us to tear them open and put on their gift, I tune them out. I have no idea who the box is from. I don't know anyone who does calligraphy, and it doesn't say on the package. My shaky hands untie the ribbon, and then carefully remove the paper. I find a gold box. It's small and flat, adorned in elaborate scrollwork. Liftin

On both sides were commercial shops, selling handicrafts, specialty pastries, and silk products. Madeleine bought a lot of small items for her family, although they were not expensive, they were quite special. Sometimes, the value of a gift does not lie in its price, but rather in the thought behind it. She also bought a pair of matching heart-shaped pendants for Layne and Evelin, this childhood sweethearts couple, and she was really thrilled. She just didn't know why, but she always felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at her from behind, but when she turned around to look, there was nothing there.

I exclaimed, genuinely happy for my friend. "What a wonderful match," Eva commented, leaning to peek at the invitation. "Will you attend?" "Of course," I replied, already thinking about a suitable gift. "I'll give Ruby my controlling shares in 'Moonsilver Trading' as a mating gift." Eva's eyes widened. "Those are worth thousands of territory credits!" I smiled. "My investment in Moonsilver has more than paid off. Ruby deserves this." Eva sighed, a touch of envy crossing her features. "Some wolves have all the luck in finding mates."

Larissa’s gaze stopped at the title for two seconds before she began reading quickly— Gifter: Larissa Seymour (hereinafter referred to as Party A") Giftee: Travis Hardy (hereinafter referred to as Party B) The gift was precisely the house that they lived in after their marriage. "What are you showing me this for? You want me to sign this?" Larissa tossed the papers back at him with a cold smile. "I’m telling you, Hardy, dream on!"

The dinner table fell into a dead silence. “Sweetheart, come with me.” Mom led me to the backyard and pushed open the storage room door. In the corner were more than a dozen neatly stacked cases of the exact same whisky. Some were damp and moldy, others were covered in cobwebs. These were all the New Year’s gifts I had my husband, Kevin Zane, buy over the past three years. “W-What is this?” My voice came out dry. My throat was tight.

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The night Helen Kerr's first love proposes, I stand on the 33rd-floor terrace, holding my terminal stomach cancer diagnosis. Through the glass, I watch the man drop to one knee. They exchange rings, and she slides the ring meant for me onto his finger. I stay hidden outside in the excruciating pain, refusing to ruin their moment. Then Helen spots me. There is no panic or guilt, just pure disgust in her eyes. She sneers, gestures toward the ledge, and mouths through the window, "Jump, if you're gonna jump. Stop acting just to ruin my night. If you actually die, maybe I'll believe you." Right then, the last flicker of life in me goes dark. I look at the woman I've loved for a decade and

Orseus didn’t gift anything and shamelessly claimed that as a sworn brother, he didn’t have to gift anything. The attendees gifted the newly wedded couple with lavish gifts. Mira walked over with Jack and gave their humble gift that lacked the sparkles of the other gifts. Almera pretended to be weighed down by the weight of the gift after recovering from the shock of the identity of the couple that Thomas had whispered.

" Of course you are her husband so you have to coax her, like buy her flowers or give her your card. You can even buy any other gift" Ma'am Beatrice tried to urge him. "I will think about it" He responded and immediately left. After he left Ma'am Beatrice looked at his leaving back as Uncle Ben walked up to her. "How does it feel to act like a match maker?" Uncle Ben asked. "They've lived together for a long time and they are still cold to each other. I only want to warm up their relationship so it won't be so awkward during Grand ma's birthday"