Baca Mad Place Novels & Stories

The book the lad was currently reading was The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie. No wonder, he was so smart, thought Maddie, when he had and read such great book collections. Leaving the bookshelf, Maddie moved to a couch right across Andrew's bed and sat down on it, and then she fetched her phone from her pocket and started to type a text message to send to Audrey. "Hey, back from work yet?" she hit the send button after typing, and then looked up from her phone to admire Andrew who looked so cute with his solemn expression as he read.

Scarlett wasn't often open to people until now. But maybe it was a streak of luck the universe has blessed her with. "Here we are," Maddie turned and parked right at a book shop. "Thanks. I'm gonna need you to send me back to school after." "Sure." The two tone-haired redheads entered the shop, and were met by aisles and shelves of books. "Come on, I know where they are." Maddie gestured her fellow age-mate towards the next aisle. She instantly found the Twilight novels. "New moon...Eclipse...Breaking Dawn...a-ha! Here it is, Midnight Sun!"

“I'll be waiting.“ My gaze followed Zagreb as he took his leave. I pulled out a bottle of water from within my desk, twisted its cap open, and gulped down its contents. It was a ritual I often did when I was anxious. “Are you anxious?“ a familiar voice asked. Even if I was asleep, I would have been able to recognize that voice. My whole body tensed as Aiden's face came into view. Today, he was dressed in a gray shirt again and dark blue jeans. “We don't have a session today,“ my voice came out barely above a whisper. “I'm not here for a session,“ Aiden revealed, taking slow but deliberate steps toward me. “I'm here to remind you of whom you belong to.“ Before I could wrap my head around what

Usually by this time, April G would be home, but for some reason, she is not. “Ben?” he repeated. The room continued to keep itself in silence, prolonging any response. It is not like her to take extra shifts today, Madison thought to himself. Madison then shrugged it off and went back on the couch as he turned on the TV. “Well, what Lawrence doesn’t know won’t get me in trouble,” Madison says as he relaxes on the couch. He spent half an hour surfing through the channels until finally he came across the news channel that he saw before. “This is Anchorman Jack Dallas reporting live from Channel Five.”

I'm investing in fast things and unforgettable adventures. "Are you kidding?! Are we going to run? "Maddie asked, clapping, leaving her anxiety visible to everyone. Maddie's response was muffled by the noises of the cars increasing as we entered the place. Becca made a point of observing everything, keeping her mouth open, like an excited and discredited child. I remembered very well what she had said about not being conquered with expensive things or adventures, but I couldn't help but show my favorite hobby.

“Dad wants you at the packhouse. Now.” A dozen. That’s not an attack, that’s a fucking massacre. The room is still and I’m certain that Madison heard. A sharp inhale comes from behind me and I turn slowly, seeing the panicked look on Madison's face. Maddi is sitting up in the bed, the sheets gathered loosely around her naked body with her phone clutched in her hand. Her eyes stay locked on the screen, stripping away every trace of the girl who had been giggling just minutes ago.

I turned away, feeling the ache rise in my chest and spread into my muscles. “Oh. My. Fucking. Goddess!!!” Maddie screamed, sending me into a shock as the books I held tumbled to the ground. “Madison!” I glared at her, picking the books angrily. “Stop doing that!” “You are not going to believe this!” She sqeaked, shoving the black flyer into my hand. And the first line sent every hair on my back standing. “PARTY AT THE BECKHAM MANSION. NINE PM.” Ace and Jaxon were throwing the party.

Confused now, Madison finally tore the letter open. Brightly written on the paper, inscribed in bold letters with what looked like blood were the words, ‘WATCH YOUR BACK BITCH. YOUR DOOM IS COMING.' Letting out a sharp scream in shock, Madison dropped the paper. Her heart pounded in her chest as she wondered if this was some kind of sick joke, and quickly unlocking her door she ran outside, with hopes that the postman had not gone too far, but she was to late. He was nowhere to be found, already gone.

Felix looked at Maeve, his face filled with suspicion. Maeve saw Felix looking at her and deliberately gave him a gentle smile, but Felix turned away with an icy expression. In the end, he called my number. However, I did not answer. He did not call again, but he sent me a message. Felix: [Maeve is alright now. You'd better figure out how to explain to me why your cake has peanut butter in it.] I did not reply. Felix walked around anxiously because he felt that things were going out of control.

It comes in contact with a wall, causing it to shatter and its content to spill on the ground. "You!.... "Madre screams as she dashes towards me. I shield my face with my hands and I hear the other girls gasp. After waiting a few seconds, I take a peek at madre only to see her claws in the air as though she is fighting an invisible force that is stopping her from clawing me. 'Dear God, please help me.' I pray in my heart. Madre starts at me with wide eyes and the flames in her eyes come to life. I could practically feel the heat.