Baca Mad Place Novels & Stories

My eyes quickly scanned the three pieces of trash on the platform—cold and sharp like a blade. "J-Jason?"

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* [3rd Person] Everyone was waiting nervously in the living room. Bags had been packed and were by the door. Ford had been contacted about bringing a second vehicle to carry everything and everyone. They turned to the hallway when they heard the door close. Madison walked into the living room and there was an audible gasp. She looked down to make sure that her scars were hidden. All of her glamour seemed to be in place. “Maddie?” Aria whispered. “Yes, angel?” Madison asked.

The moment the words left his lips, Michael’s presence slipped away. As if it was on his side, the wind blew into her face, carrying away any hope of catching his scent, while any sound he had been making melted away. Maddie frowned and slowed her breathing. She piqued her ears, listening for any sign of him, but, for the silence around her, she could’ve been alone. The thought relaxed her. Her favourite place was the cliff side, enjoying the solitude while breathing in her home and letting it calm her spirit. However, she knew she wasn’t alone.

>Why don't you turn the music on instead? I sent out to her and I saw her lip quirk in a smirk before turning to her phone that was plugged to the portable speakers. Just as the familiar tune of Be Your Everything by Boys Like Girls but it was a cover by some girl that Madison likes filled the air, I saw familiar wolves and cars pull up and doors slamming shut before footsteps made their way towards the yard and Preston looked up with confused eyes. I made my way towards him in slow strides making him frown even more We used to say

Sounds that belonged to a room I had been in less than thirty minutes ago, sounds attached to a face and a body that were very much mine. I pressed both hands over my ears and stood completely frozen while the world carried on around me in the worst possible way. "Wow." Maddie's voice carried clearly over the noise, her eyes fixed on her screen, her mouth pulled into a slow, satisfied smile. "She rides surprisingly well for a girl in glasses." "Purple hair!" A guy somewhere to my left cupped his hands around his mouth. "I want a ride tonight, babe!" The laughter that followed was enormous and immediate, and it moved through the room like a wave.

Esther gave Abigail a sharp look, she roughly threw herself on the chair in front of the doctor's desk. Her gaze was still fixed on Abigail, while the doctor walked back to the corner of the room. He poured her a glass of red wine, and brought it to Esther. "Drink up first!" Esther grabbed the wine glass from Abigail's hand and took a rough sip. "Slow down, Esther. Have you forgotten the story of Madam Rebecca when she was pregnant with her daughter?" Esther nodded, then her eyes flashed the story of the past. The time when the alpha had to lose his life to defend the pack leaving behind a heavily pregnant wife.

Dr. Cole I’m halfway through closing up for the day, reviewing a few of the shots Beth and Rachel flagged on the laptop, when the front door creaks open. I freeze. Beth glances toward the hallway. “Did you forget to lock the door?” “No. I locked it.” Footsteps. Confident, unhurried. Madison. She appears in the doorway a moment later, all glossy lips and long lashes, holding a packet of updated literature against her chest like she’s delivering it out of the goodness of her heart.

I questioned. “My teddy bear,” Madison replied. Oh, my fucking God, that’s adorable. She looks all around the room but can’t find him. I go to get down on my hands and knees to look under the beds. “PAUL!” Madison screamed. “DON’T!” But it’s too late, I’m completely horrified. The bear is there, but so is a video camera and a tripod, along with an open leather case with a bunch of BDSM toys and paraphernalia. What the fuck?

“Wow, hi to you too, sis. Why the hell do you look like you’ve been thoroughly fucked ?” "WHATTTTT," Sade said as she clutched the items in her arms tighter, trying to sound casual. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at your apartment?” Madison shrugged as she stepped inside, closing the door behind her. “I left a book here last week and couldn’t find it at home. Figured I’d swing by and grab it.” She narrowed her eyes at Sade. “Why are you acting so damn weird?” Sade laughed nervously. “Weird? I’m not acting weird.”