Ahs Madison Novels & Stories

He shifted uncomfortably, unable to decide what to do with Madison and her tears. “Hey, chill, Madison! You can come down and see me anytime. I’m not leaving the country or the planet!” he said, stressing the last part. Madison wiped her tears and stood up angrily. “Where are you joining?” she demanded bitterly. “Silver Spring Resorts. Why?” Ashton didn’t like her stance. Definitely, something was going on in her mind. He was a free-spirited guy! He hated being tied down. “You’ll see!” she stormed out of his apartment without a word.

“I’m heading out there, so check again, will you?” Mike turns the top right monitor my way. Madison is sitting on the side of the pool while Moon swims laps. It could change in a matter of minutes, so I leave quickly and make my way to the pool. I open the door that leads outside and scorching hot air instantly surrounds me. It doesn’t matter that the sun set more than an hour ago. It won’t get below ninety for the rest of the summer. Two-dogs runs over to greet me. We have about forty-five minutes until the meeting. I scratch his gigantic head. He’s a pit bull who was rescued from one of the Indian reservations. He is blindly loyal to Madison and I have no doubt he’d remove my hand if I rai

"Back me up. Five AM. Inhumane, yes or no?" "Deeply inhumane," I say, and my voice sounds normal. It sounds exactly like someone who is present and engaged and not composing texts in their head to a brother who isn't answering his phone. "Thank you." He gestures at Madison. "One reasonable person." "She's being polite," Madison says. "She's been up at four AM every other morning training with Vera." "I'm being completely sincere," I say, which makes Ashley laugh and Ryan look vindicated and Madison roll her eyes with the affection she applies to all of them.

“Depends. Is this a casual call or a ‘something is wrong’ call?” “Definitely the second one.” “Give me ten minutes.” Madison arrived exactly twelve minutes later with two coffees and his laptop tucked under his arm. He dropped into the chair beside me at the kitchen table. “Okay,” he said. “What kind of chaos are we dealing with today?” I held up the flash drive. “Asher gave me this.” Madison raised a brow. “Well that’s not suspicious at all.” “He said I should watch it before making any more decisions involving Harrison.”

Alex We’ve been back to Aspen, at my estate for the last few days. It feels good to be back in my own space, the security of my own home, all my familiar comforts around me. Being on the road so often staying in hotel rooms is not what it’s all cracked out to be. Madison and I have hardly spoken since I gave her the last orgasm. She’s definitely got that trying to ignore me thing going on. I mean, seriously? What is her problem?

POV MADDISON The heavy scent of leather, sweat, and spent adrenaline lingered in the cabin of the SUV long after the security team had cleared the shipping yard. Asher drove us back to the Blackwood estate with a calm, satisfied smirk stretching across his rugged face, his large hand resting heavily on my bare knee the entire way. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the window, my body completely exhausted but my mind sharper than it had ever been. Richard was desperate enough to hire thugs, which meant he was entirely out of options.

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“Fine. But we are staying at the back row. Anywhere that wouldn’t draw attention.” Again, Ace wasn’t going to notice me either way, so it made no sense trying to avoid him and then denying Maddie her chance to see her Hockey games. “Deal!” Minutes later, Madison was pulling up to the wide, opened gates of the Beckham mansion. The entire place was buzzing with music and life. Cars of different shapes and kind were parked all over, and students could be seen littering the arena. Some with drinks, and some being drowned into their partner’s mouths.

When I met him all those years ago. "I have a place you away from here. It's your choice whether you decide to stay there or not," Myles adds, looking at me through the rearview mirror. The more I look into those eyes, the safer I feel. It's an odd sensation I'm blaming on where he is from. We are both Desire Pack members. "Why do this?" Aspen breathes from beside me. Myle's sighs dramatically. "Why not?" "For a start," I say tersely, "you work for Asher, don't you?"

I love raspberries in particular, and the smell of it is usually enough to get me hungry, but this time I just feel pretty neutral, especially when Madison takes the liberty to sit on the chair that Heather just vacated without invitation. “Good morning, Ares,” she greets me sweetly as though we’re the only ones here. “How is the best boss doing?” I cringe. What is this flirting style? “Don’t leave me,” I mind-link Heather. “I will kill you if you leave me.” “I know you won’t do that,” Heather quips, hiding away into the storage room. “Fuck,” I mutter, then I force myself to look Madison in the eye without screaming in frustration. “Miss Fox. What brings you here?”