Totally Spies Matchmaker Novels & Stories

“No, not breeding. Who gives a shit about breeding? And I won’t be pushed into anything.” He stood and glanced out the window at the women going into the front of the building with what appeared to be pies, cookies, and cakes in their grasp. His mother had done well. Telling them his preferences ensured they offered up something he liked. But two could play that game. “Where’s the card?” Spike frowned. He glanced around the office. “What card?” “The one you mentioned is about a matchmaker, Gerri or something.” “Ah, yes. Gerri Wilder.” Spike nodded and shoved his hand into his pocket. “She matched my cousins. Their mother, much like yours, tried to interfere, but Gerri gave them the perfect m

He didn’t quite know where his strength had gone, he never felt this drained no matter how exhausting his matches were. He made himself a cup of tea with automatic motions and felt the eyes of everyone in the room. He took a sip and felt much better immediately. His mind had come out of its panicked state. “Is there any chance that the selection made by the government system could be redacted and a selection made again?” he enquired. “I think everyone was expecting Prince Sebastian’s marriage partner to be female.” Camilla’s jaw was tight when she replied.

But I just, wanted to see him again. It was already 2 in the afternoon because I woke up late. We had a movie marathon last night so, yeah. It somehow made us look like Dracula so I applied a tiny bit of concealer. Not my type of thing, but I thank my best friend , Eunna, for packing up make ups and secretly adding it to my luggage, messaged me that I needed to be the prettiest in town. Which I highly doubt, by the ways.

She had to pull on her plastered smile and engage in more small talk. While Leila was preoccupied with the tête-à-tête, I took a moment to observe the other four candidates. Jasmine Madden, dressed in silver and adorned with strands of tanzanite-studded necklaces, was speaking to a woman I didn’t recognize. Judging from her body language, it wasn’t hard to tell she might be a spy from the Ebony Eyes. She glanced around frequently during the conversation and was constantly moving, never standing in one spot for more than five seconds.

I bowed my head, showing my neck to my dad, and whispered, "Dad, I've made up my mind. I won't regret it." Dad let out a sigh and wrote Lucian's name on the official paper. "In three days, I'll tell all the werewolves that Lucian will be your prince." I nodded and walked out of the royal meeting room. I had not gone far when I saw four tall, good-looking werewolves coming my way. These were the four options I had for a mate. Griffin, my cousin, was one of them. He looked at me, curious, and asked, "Princess Elara, I heard you got to choose one of us to be your mate. Who'd you pick?"

This didn’t bode well for her, did it? “You’re right, Arcus.” Tamara spoke up for the first time. “That’s why I called you all here. Our Gem here is a Finder and according to the Goddess, is about to shake up our world. So it’s best that we all hang around for the tournament. I believe we’re going to have a showdown. I’ll cast spells to hide our identities for the tournament so we may keep an eye on everything without drawing attention to us.” “You don’t honestly think there will be any problems with the large military presence, do you?” Titus asked with a sigh, as if he believed this was a waste of their time.

“Didn’t you say Saphira is your pride?” I felt my father’s gaze directed at me. It seemed like he finally remembered having another daughter. However, this didn’t make me happy at all, instead, I felt even more disappointed in him. With my father’s gaze, everyone automatically became aware of my presence standing in the farthest corner, trying to hide from the center of attention. I shook my head faintly and bit my lower lip. “Yes, you have another daughter,” said grandmother. “Saphira cannot leave Welch’s family and marry the alpha of the Dark Abyss Pack, but Raquel can replace her.”

Some didn’t. I suspected their tunnel were overly filled with slime and ours slightly less. [SYSTEM] — Welcome back, players. — Please await the final results. The room fell silent. [SYSTEM] — Results will be announced based on the top five couples, sequenced from lowest to highest. — Points are calculated from highest individual partners and combined performance. — Eve & Spencer Reid placed fifth with a total score of 180/300 (Spike Level: 60%, Emotional Compatibility: 70%, Speed: 50%)

As I made my way back, I stopped outside the private room door as our business partner let out a wicked laugh. "Liam, you're about to get your marriage to Marissa registered, so why are you still being so sweet to Mel?" "Exactly! Don't tell me… You're actually thinking of keeping them both? One on each side?" Liam didn't refute their words, but Melissa piped up, "Hey, now, guys! Don't say such nonsense! Liam is just looking out for me as my senior, that's all." Despite her words, she didn't sound like she was actually denying things either. On the contrary, it seemed more like she was trying to act coy.