Matchmaker 2 Novels & Stories

"Why not? It could be fun," said Cameron. They agreed to try the first app they had this issue with, Perfect Match. Cameron deleted his profile, but Krista still had hers going. Cameron quickly downloaded the app and did everything he had done the first time to get his profile going. By now, he had done these enough times so far that he was able to sign up for the apps pretty fast. Once he submitted his profile, they both got notifications that they were both a match, this time at 98%. They both had a good laugh about how their match rating has only increased since the last time they used the app.

I had just come out, and when she saw me, she thanked me continually and told me how grateful she was for my mistake. I admitted to her that I had done it on purpose because I knew they would be great for each other. I told her that I was very happy for her, then made a joke about being a professional matchmaker. She looked at me surprised and hugged me tightly. The next night I get a call from her, asking me to play matchmaker for her friend and that her friend would pay me too. I was surprised but said yes since the amount of money she said, was a lot. I had friends who were celebrities and knew who would be great for her friend, soon after meeting her. It went well, and she ended up getti

She was a human, so she would do better among her own people. I reached into my drawer and brought out the letter I had tucked away in there safely. I opened it and began to read again. It said 'I know you are mated to a human girl. I also know that you hate that. Fret not, I won't tell anyone your secret. And I will also help you to break the mating bond. All you have to do is get some of her blood. Anytime you are ready, bring it to the milling area and drop it there. I will do the rest.'

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.

“Good to see you. March said your wedding was one for the papers. I’m sorry we missed it.” “That’s all right, but let me introduce you to the woman who made it all possible. Ava, this is Julius DaLair.” “Hello,” Ava blushed unused to meeting such prominent people. “Hello, Ava. I’m glad to meet the woman who finally tamed this man,” Julius smiled. “This is the woman who tamed me, Macey.” “Hi,” the redhead greeted with a warm smile. “Our twins: Caden and Aria. And this little scamp is Coda,” Julius introduced tickling the two-year-old for a giggle.

I ask her again. “I.. i.. yes b.. but..” “Stay away from him! I don't want you to be close to my boyfriend. I refuse that matchmaking, and you must also agree to my request. Whatever the reason, I don't want to hear it. If you ever accept this match, I will ruin your marriage and I will look for all your faults, I will expose all your depravities at your wedding. I will make you embarrassed for the rest of your life if you dare to marry him. Got it?"

“Our ancestors preferred marking their mates during a full moon. We are stronger when the moon is full, and they seemed to believe their bond would be stronger. There used to be whole balls, around the lunar cycle, for people to meet their mates. A lot of old packhouses still have those ballrooms, but they are now used for regular pack parties.” She seemed to find this interesting because she looked up for the first time since coming to the library. “We still have parties for those who can’t find their mates, although there are some that use apps to find a match. The Moon Goddess usually helps push us in the right direction of our mate, at least, we believe. But people can get impatient. And

Unfortunately, that is NOT the question I needed answering. "I'm sorry. No. I've been Matched," I said, feeling lightheaded from the run…and probably from my Matching result as well. "It's just that, I think there's been a mistake." "Honey, the app never makes a mistake," she said firmly, emphasizing "never." Then, I showed her my Matching screen, showing the Prince's name.

As she stepped out of the library, however, something caught her attention. At the far end of the hallway, a small figure was running away as fast as her little legs could carry her. And if she wasn't mistaken, she could hear a tiny giggle echoing through the hallway. Graziel frowned. "Junie?" But the little girl had already disappeared around the corner. She never saw the wide, mischievous smile spread across Junie's face as she ran away. The little matchmaker had just completed another successful mission.