Totally Spies Matchmaker の小説・ストーリー

Even in death. This story is about a matchmaker who can't fall in love and a detective who can't feel anything.

Femi cannot think that I like his girl, the tense relationship we already had between our parents is putting so much on our family that we cannot afford to be quarreling too. “Wacko?” I tilted my head at my best friend who rolled her eyes at me. “Of everything I said, trust your brain to pick that one out.” “So that’s the reason why you are trying you hand at matchmaking?” I asked as Tomi shrugged. “It seems to be enough reason for me.” Tomi said as I sighed. “You suck at it.” I tell her as she throws her chips at me. “Food fight?” I asked her. “NO, you child.” She admonished with a giggle. “Since I suck at it, why don’t you give it a try?”

So I take a step back and try to change the subject. “Anyway, this matchmaking thing is kind of weird, isn’t it?” I say with a laugh. “I mean, who knows what kind of person they will match me with? Some kind of stalker or psychopath, probably.” Jace nods in agreement and follows me as I enter the room where the matchmaker lady is waiting for me. She looks up from her table with a smile.

“Great now that Beta’s daughter can really see how beautiful Mason’s future Luna is.” I can’t help but laugh. “Come on Emilia when he finds his mate he will forget all about me.” “Who could ever forget all about you?” Jason asks walking in with Jackson by his side. Jackson rushes to me and hugs me. “Mason, Jason Mason will forget all about his undying love for me when he finds his mate.” “Why I didn’t?” Jackson jokes while releasing me and returning to Jason’s side. “Well I figured you knew Jackson since you are Jason’s mate. I am so happy Ireland trusted someone new.” Lilly smiles happily.

’ “Thanks, Flynn. “Mike said, “You’re the best partner I've had. It’s good to know I can trust you. “ “Uh… thanks, Mike. Same goes for you. The MI6 are very happy to have you from the CIA work with us on this. “ “Yeah. Bye, Flynn. “ “See you. “ Mike hung up and headed to the door. *** “Damn it. “ Flynn hung up and cursed louder. The whole mate thing had been a wild guess, but judging by Mike’s reaction, maybe there was something there. He’d learned one thing from the little experience he had with wolves- throw the words ``mate” and “whoever’s name” and watch them going crazy over bullshit. Was it possible that Flynn had guessed correctly… “What if Killian’s actually Mike’s mate. “ Flynn s

I replied, gritting my teeth. Someone cleared their throat and a small diminutive man I hadn't noticed before, dressed in priestly robes, stepped up beside Damon. He bowed before speaking. “Your Majesty, The arrangements for the mating ritual, has been concluded.” “We’re to be mated?” I gasped in horror.

“I remember the day I saw you and my Dad rubbing each other deep down, I gained interest. You wouldn't believe that I spent much time watching these two wolves pecking at each other's loins.” “Shut up!” I shouted at him, and took my hands off him with displeasure. “Do you know what you are talking about, at all?” “Yes, mom.” Lachie answered, unwilling to give up. “You and Dad are mates and you can't leave each other for too long a while. Also, I wish I would try the game with Mary's girl…” I interrupted him, my chest beating very hard. “Who is Mary and what do you even know about wolf mates?”

"The ancestral spirits, not being bound by the laws of physics that we are, can travel the galaxy quickly. With the fate of our civilization at stake, the Oracle asked them for help. While some had been dead so long they'd lost their sense of self and family, many others, especially the recently dead females, still remembered and thus set themselves the task of finding mates for their remaining male family members. As choices are made, the spirits inform the Oracle, who then notifies the lucky male." "Do the men not get a choice in this?" Kor squirmed a bit. "The males are given the choice of whether or not they wish to have an alien mate found for them, as the females of our species, even s

“Me too.” With everything on the table, we move into the inner sanctum and sit next to each other. The seer must be seeing us in the way that only old blind women with the gift of sight can see. An amused smile is on her face, yet she says nothing to us. The silence stretches on as the old woman stares into the flames seeing only what the gods show her. Or our dragons tell her. “You have taken a mate.” Bjorn nods, when he realizes that she cannot see him, he smirks and replies, “I married a woman from the south.”

His golden eyes scanned the room slowly as the others waited for him to speak. One of the scouts stepped forward, bowing his head slightly. “Alpha,” he said. “Our spies have confirmed it. Lynx has returned to the city.” A low murmur spread across the room. Kael’s lips curled into a cold smile. “So the wolf finally crawled back,” he said calmly. Another panther shifter leaned forward on the table. “His return will complicate things.” Kael slowly walked around the table, his boots echoing in the quiet basement. “Perhaps,” he said thoughtfully. “But his return also confirms something.”