Ema Matthews Novels & Stories

"He doesn’t understand... and I won’t be the one to make him see. He's just too blind to see what's in front of him." He let out a breath. Looking back now, perhaps he had said too much. He had gotten a bit emotional that the words about snakes and hyenas had come too easily—too close to the truth. David had picked up on it far too quickly. Mathew couldn’t afford that kind of risk again. His gaze dropped to Emma’s face. "You’ve come so far, my daughter," he whispered. "You fought through the worst... You're indeed a strong woman." Mathew leaned back slightly.

Makes you older and wiser than your age indicates. "Shouldn't I be asking you that question?" I chuckle then freeze up when a swirl of blonde locks latches onto my leg. I look down and see little Emma looking up at me with her father's big doe brown eyes. Fuck, she is the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on. She looks up at, realizing that I am most likely not the person she meant to grab hold of, but her gaze gets stuck with mine, and I fight with everything in me not to grab her and hold onto her. Matthews never got to know her, never got to see her in person. Never got to hold his own daughter. By the time we were reached in Afghanistan that his wife Ellen had gone into an early

》》Jason Dutton《《 Three months had passed, Adrian was a great queen, she was in great control, she knew how to handle everything and everyone. A really fast leaner. But in my life, she was everything. She brought the smile on my face, she didn't just completely fit into my world, she meant the world to me. I had gone back to playing chess in order to prove to her father I had a good reputation going as a chess player and I was on my way to grandmasters.

Matthew turned his head to face Rose. “I’m sure that you don’t intend on telling anyone that you’re the Scarlett Witch. But you trust me enough to tell me that. So, I’ll trust you with my own secret.” Matthew paused for a moment, trying to add more tension to his next words. “I’m a Dragon Emperor.” There was a short moment that Rose before she actually reacted. She looked away from him and covered her mouth with her hand. Rose seemed to be holding her laughter back from bursting. Matthew’s eyebrows curled with confusion.

“ I don't understand why she treats you this way. Yet you stop me from giving her a piece of my mind.’’ he says, bringing his fingers over my cheeks and brushing his knuckles over my skin. I can't help but shut my eyes relishing at the feeling it brings. “ I'm not going to be the reason you go against your mother.’’ “ but alondra…’’ “ Come on, Weston,’’ I interrupted, “ we should go before someone catches us.’’ “ Sometimes I wonder why I'm so much more comfortable with you than those whom I call my family. I love them but with you my life feels complete.’’ END OF FLASHBACK. ~~~~~~~~~ He said it won't stop for the first time he said it that day. if you have completed my presents. Now it certa

"Matthew, you're awake! To be continued

I was hungry and as much as I would love to have breakfast right now, I can't afford to waste any more time. MATTHEW'S P.O.V I was grumpy and irritated. I'm Matthew Day for goodness sake! Americas #1 Sexy Billionaire and C.E.O of Lexon Corp. I shouldn't be taking a taxi to work! I know you're wondering why I don't have my driver, take me to work.

She suddenly recalled that Matthew was there. “Um…mom, this is…” Emerald was not sure where to start. “Hello, Ma’am. I am Matthew, your son-in-law, Matthew said and Emerald sent him a death glare. “Don’t mind him, mother He likes to joke!” Emerald tried to salvage the situation. “I am your daughter’s mate. My name is Matthew Reeves,” Matthew greeted. “Mr. Reeves, please step outside. I want to speak with my daughter,” Bertha said. When Emerald saw her mother’s reactions, she paused.

EXTRA within an EXTRA, EXTRACEPTION: Mathew: .... Mathew: So.... I'm getting the babies soon? Jeremy: =_=

Mateo's pov They all offered me appealing gazes but I knew that was a mask underneath their menacing looks. It was safe to say that no one in the mafia could trust each other but with the way things were moving, my height of paranoia would stretch to its limit and my patience was wearing thin. “Matteo has delivered the painting… but uh, is it safe here now that girl is around?” Angelou linked his fingers together. The man has more rings in his fingers and a scar on his left eye, evidence of five failed marriages. His eyes darted left and right as he spoke as though waiting for someone or backing him up.