B Madron Novels & Stories

My heart is pounding. Maeda said in a worried tone. Najaf looked at his watch. It was seven o'clock at night and she should have reached home at four o'clock. "Ok i will come" He said softly and hung up the phone, spread his arms and walked towards Emily who was standing some distance away. "Emily My Baby Please Understand My Situation"

Can't you just behave? Sofia leaned weakly against Vincenzo's chest and let out a few soft coughs before saying weakly, "Vincenzo, don't be mad. Isabella is just heartbroken. Why don't I talk to her properly and have her go back to rest?" As soon as her words fell, a deafening explosion erupted, shaking the entire dock violently. The searchlights overhead swayed precariously. From the nearby containers that hadn't yet fully collapsed came the piercing screech of twisting metal, and a massive sheet of metal hurled straight toward the three of them.

I answer her nervously. "Wow, it's beautiful. You're so pretty." She says with a cute smile showing off her dimples. "Hi I'm Lexi..." She reaches her arm out and I grab it giving her a handshake. "Are you new here?" She asks. "Yes I am.. I'm Morgana.." I say to her with a light smile. "Oh, Well, welcome to Baxton High. The best high school in town. You made a good choice coming here. We have the best food and the best teachers and the best boys too..." She says with a grin showing off her perfectly white teeth.

confirmed Paul looking at her with worry eyes “he is the owner of the company and promoter of the campaign that you will develop… Are you okay?” “Shit.” said the lady who was next to the woman that suddenly made me go from excitement to anger in just a few seconds. “But...” she licked her lips in a nervous gesture without taking her eyes off me “in the signed contract it said that we would work with a certain Matthew Adams, not with...”

Everyone held their breath, watching him walk to the center of the lawn. He lifted the microphone, and his steady voice boomed. “I, Conrad Parker, am the true heir of the Boyds. Charlie Boyd and his mother are nothing but a malicious lover and an illegitimate child.” The revelation stunned the guests. “You’ve completely lost your mind!” Charlie shrieked. “You lie in front of hundreds of people! “Don’t bother trying to make a run for it. The mental hospital will take you immediately. You’ll stay there for life!” Conrad only flicked him a sidelong glance and ignored him.

The woman’s eyes bulged and she swallowed heavily. “Luna Eclipse?” she questioned, “Yes. I am Beta Elaine, we have come to offer our greetings and support to the Triple Goddess” “Oh my, you’re being serious?” she gaped. Elaine didn’t reply, only nodded once. The woman opened and closed her mouth a handful of times before she regained her composure. “Forgive me, I am Romeá, former Luna and mother to the new Alpha” she said finally. “Pleasure. This is Lunaya, Phoebe and Cleo over there” Elaine spoke, pointing to each of us.

“You said San Martin? I know some folks there. Who’s his mother?” A brief pause, likely to ask Jeric. “Sonia Gardo,” she said. “I’ll update you once I’m there…” The line began breaking up. “I might lose signal and—” The call was cut. Mabel tried calling back, but Arah couldn’t be reached anymore. His muscles tensed, but he forced out a slow breath and returned to his chopping. He’d talk to Arah later. This would be the last time he’d allow her to go anywhere but with her friends.

I silently hoped he’d forgotten to tell his driver to take me home. Mr. Alonzo’s smile was cold. “Don’t worry, Hazel. We’re just taking a little detour.” Panic flared in my chest. “I don’t want to go anywhere else. Please, just take me home.” He ignored me, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. My heart raced. I knew she had to do something, but what? Suddenly, a car pulled up alongside us, honking loudly. My eyes widened as I recognized the driver—Markos. He signaled for Mr. Alonzo to pull over. The limousine came to a reluctant stop, and Markos stepped out, his expression dark with anger.

MILAGROS Cordova was in her late fifties with thick salt and pepper hair and was the resident doctor of their family since time immemorial. The latter had slowly deteriorated in appearance, still, it didn't affect her ability as much as one would think. She was just incredibly dedicated to working at hand; even doing long hours of duty on weekends. "How is she?" Ira politely asked her. "Well, she's stable. Nothing serious, so don't be a worrywart." Doctor Cordova said to him as if that made it any better.

He pried her fingers away from him and stated plainly, “She has been with me for many years. Even a dog is still worthy enough of emotional attachment.” Clarice stumbled backward. Her makeup was smudged with tears. "You'll regret this…” The black Maybach sped away. Clarice's figure began to shrink in the rearview mirror until it vanished into the nighttime horizon. Arthur rolled down the car window to let the cold wind rush in, and yet, it was not enough to tune out the chaotic voices in his head. He received a few more texts from his assistant. “Mr. Renault, we found out that Miss Buccaneer contacted a company specializing in cultural activities in a neighboring city. They refused to disclo