Matt X Edd Novelas e Histórias

"Then come sit, sweetheart. You must eat while it's still warm." I crossed the room, the wooden floor under my bare feet, and slid into a chair at the long table. The plates in front of me looked amazing- golden eggs, crisp bacon, and still steaming bread rolls. My throat tightened unexpectedly. Mom used to make breakfast like this when things were normal, when our lives weren't empty from the loss of Sara. The memory still clinging to me, my heart is still broken from her loss. But I blinked the pain away just for now, forcing myself to focus on the possibilities of what life could be with Nathan.

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.

Sighing loudly, Matt finally looked back up and fixed the boy with a stern expression as he said, "You have done this to yourself, Mr. Reed. I didn't force you to do any of this. This was your choice. You're just lucky I was able to catch this before your actions were brought to anyone else's attention. I am willing to keep this between us and keep your secret, as long as we come to an understanding. Do you understand, Mr. Reed?" Tyler nodded vigorously as he immediately replied, "Yes, sir, I'll do whatever you say, coach." Matt kept his face stern but inside he was overjoyed at Tyler's words. He nodded as he calmly said, "Well, Mr. Reed, I am actually a big fan of your videos. I would like

I pulled out a cigarette, ready to light it. Suddenly, someone snatched it from my grasp. "Hey!" I spun around. Matt stood before me, his piercing gaze locked onto mine. "You don't smoke, Quinn. And you definitely shouldn't, with asthma." My cheeks flushed with Matt standing too close. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "You're not yourself lately." I shrugged, trying to brush it off. "Just stressed." Matt was Eva’s boyfriend and my new colleague. He was a mystery. His reputation in the red-light district preceded him – every woman knew him, and most had feelings for him. He was the charming type you would literally fall in love with.

Uncle Matt finished. “Yes.” I said, my voice almost failing me. “The girls?” He asked. “They’re fine.” Adrian answered, because I couldn’t speak, I had no idea Eddie would come this far in search of Alannah. I hung up and I lifted my eyes to look at Adrian, I slightly pinched the bridge of my nose. “Who is Eddie Smith.” Adrian finally asked.

Sometimes, our code name for Xena was the witch because she had a way of finding things out, no matter how skilled you were at hiding information. “Hey, say something, man,” Matt urged, snatching the shirt from me and throwing his arm over my shoulder as we made our way into the building, to the tenth-grade lockers. “You’ve never given a hoot about any girl so far. I guess this one’s got the fire and sparks you want.” “Let me be, Matt. You’re free to let your imaginations run wild.” Matt chuckled. He said nothing after that and helped me drop the shirt in her locker.

Wayne suggested. Edward was Matthew's driver.

"About a wolf." I raised an eyebrow, intrigued but also wondering what exactly he was getting at. My mind began to race with a million different things. Did Matt somehow take the Mad Wolf serum? I thought that it was Edward who was administering it all along, but I supposed that it wasn’t entirely impossible. "A wolf, huh?" I said. "What kind of dreams?" Matt shrugged. "I don't know. They're just...weird. But it's not just the dreams. I've been feeling...different, I guess. Like I have all this energy, and I can run faster and jump higher than before."

“Come in.” She smiled at him and opened the door to let him in. “Hey, Rita, thanks,” he said, walking into the office. Luna stood up from her chair, immediately noticing the worried look on his face. “Hey, Matt,” she greeted him, “what’s going on?” “Hey, Luna,” he answered. “Are we all ready for takeoff? Or is something wrong?” Matt was a tall man with dark hair and green eyes, his dressing ran to the simple variety. He was around Luna’s and Rita’s age and he was a dependable and efficient employee. His handsome face scrunched in worry.

Matt grunted before he resumed his arts and crafts. Things had been a bit frosty between him and I since he was told about the whole Terry thing. You'd think he was the lawyer, not Dan. Maybe it's the whole 'respect for human life' thing student doctors have drilled into them. I'm not sure what he expected from me though, I was unconscious for most of the time. "Play nice, Matt," Mrs Summers chided before she slid a mug of hot chocolate toward me. "Is your father home yet, Rhett?"