Totally Spies Matchmaker Novels & Stories

I replied, gritting my teeth. Someone cleared their throat and a small diminutive man I hadn't noticed before, dressed in priestly robes, stepped up beside Damon. He bowed before speaking. “Your Majesty, The arrangements for the mating ritual, has been concluded.” “We’re to be mated?” I gasped in horror.

“I remember the day I saw you and my Dad rubbing each other deep down, I gained interest. You wouldn't believe that I spent much time watching these two wolves pecking at each other's loins.” “Shut up!” I shouted at him, and took my hands off him with displeasure. “Do you know what you are talking about, at all?” “Yes, mom.” Lachie answered, unwilling to give up. “You and Dad are mates and you can't leave each other for too long a while. Also, I wish I would try the game with Mary's girl…” I interrupted him, my chest beating very hard. “Who is Mary and what do you even know about wolf mates?”

"The ancestral spirits, not being bound by the laws of physics that we are, can travel the galaxy quickly. With the fate of our civilization at stake, the Oracle asked them for help. While some had been dead so long they'd lost their sense of self and family, many others, especially the recently dead females, still remembered and thus set themselves the task of finding mates for their remaining male family members. As choices are made, the spirits inform the Oracle, who then notifies the lucky male." "Do the men not get a choice in this?" Kor squirmed a bit. "The males are given the choice of whether or not they wish to have an alien mate found for them, as the females of our species, even s

“Me too.” With everything on the table, we move into the inner sanctum and sit next to each other. The seer must be seeing us in the way that only old blind women with the gift of sight can see. An amused smile is on her face, yet she says nothing to us. The silence stretches on as the old woman stares into the flames seeing only what the gods show her. Or our dragons tell her. “You have taken a mate.” Bjorn nods, when he realizes that she cannot see him, he smirks and replies, “I married a woman from the south.”

I asked. Elina answered. “We don’t look for them.” That caught my attention. “We make them come to us.” Mia nodded again. “Controlled exposure,” she said. “We leak movement. Let them think we’re vulnerable.” Odin frowned slightly. “That could backfire.” “It could,” she agreed. “But it’s the fastest way to draw them out.” I considered it. Even though it wasn't safe enough, it was the only way. “We don’t make a move like this without preparation,” Odin said.

"Ate Graziel, please?" Graziel couldn't help laughing. "Me too?" "You have to." "Why?" "Because..." Junie thought for a moment. "Games are more fun with three people." Graziel fell silent. It was such a simple sentence. But for some reason, it warmed her heart. She couldn't remember the last time someone told her that something was more fun because she was there. "All right," she answered softly. "What are we playing this time?" Junie's eyes sparkled again. "I Spy!"

The stillness. A spar meant she’d have to fight while holding her back. She couldn’t let her wolf rise—not even a little—because she wasn’t just strong, she was female, and that would ruin everything. Still, she gave a curt nod. “I understand.” The recruiter gestured for one of the boys to step forward. He was lean but well-built, his forearms wrapped in leather guards and his smirk cocky. Maybe sixteen. Maybe older. “Ryker here will be your opponent. Try not to cry.”

Just as she was putting some of the cakes in the fridge, Rick suddenly barges into the kitchen to get his cakes. Maya looked at him with a dark expression. It was now sure that Rick was really a spy. For food and Matilda. The next day, Maya woke up refreshed. However, she did not expect that she would have a difficult task that day. Sicilia asked she will have to follow Alexander and Stephany while touring because they could no longer use the mic unless they wanted Alexander to know they were being sneaky and get angry again.

So that he wouldn’t take me as a threat and leave me, my family and my pack alone forever. “Now entering the participants from the Merax pack. Princess Miya Merax with her partner!” The announcer announced. Miya was twenty years old, with caramel blonde hair and serene eyes. Her ivory skin always had a subtle glow that made her sharp facial features stand out. Zared walked a few steps behind her. He was twenty-one, tall, athletic. His skin was slightly tanned, which made him look even more attractive. He had forest green eyes and platinum blonde hair.

I looked around the party hall as we entered; it was beautiful. "Welcome to our 30th mating party! Ladies and gentlemen, put on your masks! Now, may we have all the ladies come up here?" A woman, who I think was the MC, grabbed our attention. We all stood up and went to the stage. "Okay! We will be rating you on your strength and beauty to impress your mate." I just sat in my seat as I watched them participate, along with Jess, who also wasn't interested in finding another mate. The MC continued calling the names while I secured my mask on my face.