Voltron Matt Novels & Stories

Mj groaned thinking about the building Dante and Azreal, or rather Alpha Calix and Theron had torn apart and she felt a little pang of guilt for the fact that someone had to clean up after a mess she helped create. “If you need someone to show you I can take you there on the cart,” the blonde muscle head offered and Mj looked at him with a smile “thank you I would appreciate that very much...umm?” the man laughed “sorry, my name's Mathew but everyone calls me Matty,” he said and Mj giggled thinking he looked more like a Thor then a Matty. Lou cleared his throat a little “hurry up Mathew we got an entire pack to feed” and Mj shook her head as a look of panic crossed his face.

"There is no consistent and accurate plan yet. We still have to set up everything for my grand entrance. And that is why I simply do not know when will be the right time for my revelation, but I have a feeling that this could happen sooner rather than later." In all honesty, Mattias is okay with the play pretending to be the boss, but he does not at all enjoy dealing with that scumbag that they have to deal with, so he wonders, "What should we do about Lucio?" He, in fact, now fully understands why the Dragon Warriors are also being cautious around that jerk because he places such high demands on himself and thinks so highly of himself. "He is indeed a complete pain in the ass. The men are a

The guards part for Lyza and I watch her walk by me, her eyes blazing red and her presence absolutely dripping with power that I recognize as Mitalonys’. I step behind her so I can get through the wall of warriors but then stop dead in my tracks. There are three figures approaching the black rock pillars that mark the entrance to dragon territory, with them is a horse dragging a rickety wooden cart. I can feel their energy the moment they cross the border. One is all-too familiar—I recognize it immediately. And the others—the others scare the absolute hell out of me. "Zari," I whisper, my face going cold and my hands going numb. I reach out to her, my entire body shaking.

Matty eyes were huge as he took a step toward us "I wont do that if I was you, you wouldn't want to take the princes cousin head back to them now would you" I warned the wolf soldier was struggling in my arms trying to get free but easily held him. I let my tiger Rona share control which make my eyes glow blue, which made matty eye grow larges. "How are yo...... what are you?" Matty asked

I hear him whisper close to my ears, a tingling sensation rippling through me. My eyelids flutter open and the sunlight pouring in from the windows highlights the fact that it’s daybreak already and it also makes me wonder how long he has been driving. “Where are we?” I ask him and he smiles, a tiny smile that makes his thin lips curve upwards. In the early morning light, I get to see his face, properly. I am not wrong, I know just who he is. He is Simon Mattel, the best friend and beta to Ares. Everyone in all the nine werewolf packs knows just who he is because, unlike his friend, he is a philanthropist and a good man.

not as the Luna the once respected, but as a prisoner in their pack. how could Jaxon be so heartless!!. how could he kill an innocent child ?. I regret ever meeting him and accepting him as my mate, and that was going to end today.

“Where have you and your little wife been?” Tony ignored her. To Matt, he said, “Meet my wife, Katherine DaCosta.” “Pleased to meet you,” Matt greeted her politely. “Pleased to meet you too,” Kate answered calmly. “How is your father?” Tony asked Matt. “I’ve met him twice, I think. Once in Los Angeles and once in Atlanta.” Matt was impressed. “You know my dad?” He asked delightedly. “Of course, I know Winston Carter, owner of one of the best NFL football teams in Chicago,” said Tony, softening a little toward Matt.

Each type has its own subclasses, each named after its strengths and weaknesses. Mitalonys is a Fury Dragon, so he gets his power from rage, making it his strength, but too much rage can take over his mind making it a weakness as well. Werewolves are always saying that their wolf’s strengths are theirs as well, but that is not actually true. The animal you shift into has different strengths and weakness than you do, so you must refer to them as so. Mitalonys can manipulate fire and rage is what affects his power, not mine. Without my dragon, I would be just a normal human girl, and probably dead by now.

They stopped thudding and then the same voice boomed again, "She doesn't want you around her, Matt. Leave here before I carve the map of these woods on your face with my claws." Although scared out of her senses, Violet dared to take a peek. She saw the same three warriors from the other night. The one with the tattoo pushed the one who had assaulted her, Matt, and raised a hand with his claws out. "Soren, I'm not here to hurt her. I believed what they said about her but I now realize that they'd twisted her image. She’s nothing like that. I'm just here to apologize." Matt said while raising his arms in show of his surrender.

Matt coughed up blood as he moaned, but the slight pain didn’t stop the fight. I could tell Matt couldn’t hang in for longer. Val was too fast for him. Val slashed Matt’s right leg and toppled him as Matt tried to stand up. Matt was about to go for the kill. “No.. please don’t,” I whispered in a hoarse voice. But Matt didn’t know Val like I did. Val was anticipating that move. Not only that, he has my power. He’s a force to be reckoned with. As Matt went for Valkon’s neck, Val quickly maneuvered himself and pivoted himself so that he was behind Matt. He held Matt against him while he dug his hand into Matt’s previous wound.