Topanga Matthews Novels & Stories

I am so worried about how bad these dreams get each and every day. I know something is bothering you and as I always say, take me as your best friend and feel free to tell me anything and everything.’ Mariam, Susan’s mother says sweetly to her, to which she nods her head positively. After a little more conversation with her daughter, Mariam retires to her room to continue her sleep. ~> Introduction to characters. Susan Parrish, female protagonists/ Black’s mate. There’s going to be a lot of her POV’s. Jones Black[Abbadon], male protagonist. There maybe a considerable amount of POV’s in his name.

Matthew said. “How many did he take specifically?” Gon asked. “Out of 1165, they took 816 items.” Theraphosa reported. “That’s a lot. If he consumed all of them, who knows if Mart could even crack him.” Rain said. “Who is Mart?” Theraphosa asked. “Matthew. He came here under a false name to hide his identity. In case you don’t know, he’s the most wanted man in the world right now.” “Lord Matthew is? For what reason?”

Damn this mate bond. "I'm done with you," I snapped, my eyes blazing. "I don't need you, James." "Emily, I'm about to become Alpha," he said, waiting for me to relent. "Being my mistress is your best choice. Your mother's life is at stake." He turned to leave, adding, "You'll come around. Your mother can't wait." "I don't need it!" I screamed after him, collapsing, tears streaming down my face. Was there no escape? Would I watch my mother suffer?

I pushed the door open only to find Marcus with his lean upper body bare, a towel slung low around his waist. Water still dripped from his damp hair, running down over the hard lines of his chest and abs. I stared for a moment, completely still. As a medical professional, I’d seen plenty of bodies before, but never one built quite like his. His muscles were precise and defined, and his V-line chiseled to perfection. Marcus noticed my gaze and smirked faintly. “Enjoying the view?” Heat rushed to my face before I could stop it. He laughed softly. “Didn’t you date Jeremy for five years? How are you still so innocent?”

I glanced up at him to be sure, but when he nodded and smiled, I climbed into the front seat. He loaded my case in the back, took the driver’s seat, and started the ignition. “Disco Inferno” blared across the speakers, reminding me of the time Griff took me to the Super Cinema to watch Saturday Night Fever. Shortly after that, he had declared his love and said he would die if I didn’t accept him as my mate. My veins heated with a surge of fury, and I clenched my teeth. After I’d accepted him, we had danced to the tune of “More Than a Woman.” The bloody bastard had even worn a white three-piece suit that showed a perfect print of his huge dick.

Something strange and addictive rushed through me. “You need to stay here, Eila.” I stared at his half-open lips. Thoughts I didn’t want flooded my head as I lost my breath. I whispered in pain, “I know you feel it too, Marcus… You’re my mate.” I shook my head, not believing what I heard from my own mouth. He glared at me, deadly serious. “Stop spitting nonsense.” “You don’t believe me?” I shoved him hard enough to slip away, but before I reached the door, Marcus caught me, pinning me against the wall.

“What have gotten over you? Yes, Dennis is the fourth generation but that doesn’t change the fact that he is your Mate!” “He can never be my mate. I will never accept him as my mate. I deserve a strong man, a man worthy enough to be seen with me, not some riffraff. And to think that that little weak thing has to climb into his bed, ugh,” she groaned, her eyes shining blood red as her fangs elongated. “How dare she?” Martha frowned, calming down when she realized that her daughter was angry over something else. “She? Has the prince found his mate?”

TO: ADELINE MCKENNA You are hereby summoned to Aspen, Colorado, under Order 7 of the Werewolf Accord. Your presence is required within 72 hours to undergo confirmation of the mate bond by the Silver Fang Pack. Fated Pairing Identified: Alpha Daxon Reyes. Failure to comply will be seen as forfeiture of status, protection, and pack claim. Council of Bloodlines, Reyes Dynamics I read it five times. My hands trembled. Not from cold. From something worse. Mate bond? Alpha? Daxon freaking Reyes?

There was quite a lot of nervous energy in the air. Charlotte, who stayed in place, still persisted, "Today, give me a definite answer, are you going to marry her or not?" "Auntie Charlotte, let's just forget it. It's all my fault. My useless legs. I lost the ability to shift into my wolf form. I'm just a burden to Joe..." Katherine, who was sitting aside, had already burst into tears. I stood up, about to speak as I witnessed the tense atmosphere. Joseph stood in front of me and said firmly, "Mom, I told you, Bella is my mate! The person I want to hold the Mating Ceremony with is her.""

to let her go. “I, Dante Valtorin of the Moonshade Pack, reject you… Amaya Blackwood…” my voice cracked as I said the words that ripped me apart. “…As my mate.”