Guy V Madara Novels & Stories

“Everyone in the lobby is talking. Security almost didn't let him up until he... well, he made a call and suddenly everyone was falling over themselves to help him.” She glances nervously at the door. “Is everything okay? Should I call someone?” “Mira, he’s the scariest and most dangerous guy in the city. Who the fuck are we going to call? I’m fucked Mira. Absolutely fucked and there’s no one who can save me now.” Mira's professional composure cracks. She sinks into the chair across from you, her voice trembling. “Oh god. I've heard stories about him. The Maddock family runs half the city's underground. My cousin bartends at one of his clubs and says people who cross him just... disappear.”

He was an Alpha but not from this land. The scent around him carried sand, heat… and something warm. Rowan shifted slightly behind me. “Who the hell–” “This is Alpha Marzouq,” Vivian said. The name echoed in the room. The stranger stepped forward calmly. His gaze moved across the office, taking everything in with unsettling precision. Finally it settled on me. “You are Vladidimir Arkansas.” It wasn’t a question. “Yes.” Marzouq inclined his head slightly. “I heard your mate was taken.”

One person. 'Madie!'

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.

"I give him credit for taking Mandy's side when it comes to training our females to protect themselves. What he really needs is a strong woman to keep him in line and at home. He spends too many hours at his club already." Dmitri ignored Sonora's tone. "I apologize, Madayah. Vorlyk explained much of your clan history last night. I want your entire pack to feel welcome." Madayah's face relaxed slightly. "My mate returned to me quite intoxicated this morning. I didn't even know vampires could become drunk."

She can only see what she imagines is a small piece of the structure, but still she is getting strong castle vibes from it. “Northwood Putus Boarding School. My favorite place on Earth.” Eddy tells her with a far away look. “Northwood.. Meesler?” Was that someone's name? “Named after Ivan Barrick Meesler. He was an immigrant from Russia. Born Ivan Orlov, he came to America to flee his extremely wealthy, but terrible family. This was like 1886 or something like that.” Eddy begins the story, gesturing to the couch. Dani takes a seat where he points, waiting for him to join her. When he does, she turns to face him, waiting for the rest of the story.

Once he was disabled, Gresso took him down and straddled him, after which he rained a fury of punches on the guy’s face until it looked like a squished tomato. The fucker was still alive. He raised his head, spat out his teeth, and said, “I would have torn your whore to pieces.” Gresso grabbed him by the hair. “Enjoy hell, motherfucker.” And broke the bastard’s neck. The crowd went nuts as the man lay lifeless on the floor. As soon as they were released by the guards, Yrah ran to get to Gresso’s side, dragging Frodo with her, just as Gresso got up, then collapsed again on the mat. He’d been running on adrenaline, and now it was gone.

“Get to the fuckin point sinner!” He yawned and position himself honorably, “That young cursed baby happens to be our dear guardian vampire’s mate”

But she didn’t get far. General Markaus moved. He stepped in with terrifying speed. Without drawing his weapon, without even shifting, he caught Yadira mid-recovery, his hand locking around her, his knee driving hard into her stomach. The impact folded her instantly. Yadira collapsed into the snow, curling in on herself, a choked gasp tearing from her throat before blood spilled after it. Eitan was also down again. Taeran’s boot pressed against the back of his head, grinding him into the snow. Blood pooled beneath him.

Serena paused for some seconds wondering how it would sound calling her new boss by his name, " okay, sir..... I mean Mitch" They both laughed. "I love the sound of that, how about a coffee with you as I show you around the company?" He asked standing up, giving her a sweet smile that could melt a stony heart. "Okay Mitch" "Okay" he said, picked his phone and dial his secretary, " can I have two cups of coffee now? Thank you" Few minutes later the door opened and a beautiful lady walked in, carrying two disposable cup of coffee, she gave Ivana a smile that did not reach her eyes as she gently drop the cup on Mitch's table.