B Madron Novels & Stories

"Has Padre ever been here, Madre?" The softness within her was beyond his expectations, causing his taut nerves to snap completely out of control. He swept her into his arms and placed her on the windowsill, lifting her legs to rest on his shoulders. A white mist quickly formed on the glass. She didn't hold back her moans as Luciano's deep thrusts continued. When climax hit, he ejaculated into her body. Fluid mixed with the milky white semen left a winding trail down to the floor as she pressed close against Luciano, catching her breath.

I asked because it’s not like we had anything better to do than talk as we tried to navigate this forest. “She had a lot to answer for. She didn’t confirm Melania was dead and claims she didn’t realize she wasn’t until the attack on Nebrodi when she felt her magic. This means Madonie could have taken down Nebrodi as they did because her magic was boosting their warriors.” Katrina explained.

the low baritone voice shouts out, “I started with absolutely nothing, but a pair of jeans, a shirt and hiking boots.” We both spin around in our seat as Maddon walks out of the restaurant with a small woman under his arm, her hair is black and curly, she’s short and, full figured as I like to call it and my mouth hangs open. He stops dead and looks over her head at us and smiles, “now way,” he yells out and my eyes widen as he turns towards us and walks over. He almost stumbles on his words, “Al…, Liam, Ashley is that you?”

She said looking at Jaxson who quickly twirled her around making her giggle. Kavyaa watched, as he kissed her on both cheeks without making skin contact in a fancy manner. The store owner looked like a fashionable middle aged woman in her mid fourties wearing a purple scarf around her neck. "Oh my and who is this highschool bella?" The store owner said looking at her delightfully. "Well this is Mia and Mia I'd like you to meet Madam Isabella, the best fashion designer in town." Kavyaa smiled warmly at her. "My she's adorable." She pinched her cheeks like an old aunt.

When he left, I sat there on the floor for a long moment, trying to bring myself back to the moment, but I didn't get the chance to rest well because just then, another soft knock came. "Come in," I gasped out. A maid walked in. She was one of my mother's personal attendants. She looked young and had a glass of water and two small pills on a tray. "Luna Tasha, your medication." I frowned. I'd had lots of that at the prison. "Medication?" "Yes, ma'am. Ordered by your mother and the Alpha. They said you should take them before the ritual to help your nerves." I looked at the pills. "Where is she? Why didn't she bring them herself?"

Soon, I'll publish his offspring's story, which would be darker, of course. But guys, I don't want to do it now. Actually, I believe writing isn't what you do in a hurry and by doing that, I don't want to ruin the story, so you've to wait and I promise, I'll give you something better than Madness. For that, just remember my penname, Mastaani. You'll find the second book of Da'ud's family soon. Thank you for giving your time, Stay blessed and stay happy, and untill Da'ud's next book, give a chance to my another book, ‘Loving You Is A Risky Game’. It's a werewolf and vampire romance and I believe you'll like it. Love you, xoxo;)

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

I scanned the place. I am sure. This is the place where I dropped off Magda last time. I can't be wrong. I spoke in the back of my mind. I wonder why Bel is the one who was here. Just in case Bel and Magda are the same people—No! No! It's impossible. I protested. If you take a look, Bel has a sun-kissed skin tone while Magda is fair. Bel has shoulder-length hair while Magda is long. The woman who's with me now is tall, while Magda just has an average height.

Gianna attended as the Madre of the Pace famiglia. "Gigi?" Isabella covered her mouth as tears instantly flooded her eyes. She instinctively wanted to rush forward, but Domenico held her back firmly. "Don't." Domenico's voice trembled. "Not in this setting, and she belongs to Don Pace now. We have no right." Gianna looked straight ahead and walked directly toward the head seat on Caio's arm. "Gigi!" Matteo was wrapped in bandages and wore a cast, barely able to support himself with only the right side of his body.

Many might think I do it to humble her because I’m some devil, but really, it’s to protect her. Mad stands at five feet six. She’s never bothered about her diet, but that doesn’t hide the fact that she possesses a killer body, carrying curves most would kill for. Her baby blonde hair frames her cute, round face, accentuating her lovely lips, nose, and captivating ocean-blue eyes.