Holly Madison Down The Rabbit Hole Novels & Stories

Laura I am falling. I don't know for how long, but it feels like an eternity. Not this shit again. Why do I keep being thrown from one place to another? Was following the humanoid rabbit thing into this dark hole the biggest mistake I had ever made? I hope not, but I'm not confident. Alice did the same thing in Wonderland and had a good ole time, didn't she? "Are you having fun yet?" I hear a tiny voice, and it takes me a while to realize the rabbit thing is speaking to me. "No! I am going to be sick. Where are you taking me?"

, hopefully, we can just get somewhere safe for the night, said Madison with an optimistic tone good flexing against her daunted mentality After that, we can start looking for Hughley. , how are we supposed to find him? We are not detectives or anything, true. But maybe we can Madison sentence was cut off as she saw a town filled with merchants and joyful consumers. What truly caught her attention was the variety of exotic foods that had teased her growling stomach . God, I am so hungry, Madison thoughts yourself. . Wow. That smells so good, Jesus said. showed us. Too bad we do not have any money, April G added. Come on. Who needs cash when one of those Trevor freeze time?

Aiden glances back immediately. "What?" "Nothing." But it isn't nothing. It's the realization that I'm not alone in my own body anymore. And that changes everything. We find the rabbit half-hidden beneath brush where Maddox stashed it earlier. Aiden picks it up easily. "We head southwest," he says, glancing toward the sun. "Roads usually follow lower terrain." "You sure?" "No." I huff out a tired laugh. "Fucking fantastic." His mouth curves slightly. "You'd rather stay here?"

Sergei too. And I don’t trust either of them not to challenge me. Madelaine isn’t just Billy’s daughter anymore. She’s mine. And the world will burn before I let anything happen to her. We will be safe in the cabin. Just the two of us. The Mad Doctor and his new obsession. My queen. My beautiful Snow White. It’s been less than twenty-four hours, but I don’t care about anything else anymore. She’s all that matters. I waited long enough until they finished talking, then it was time for us to leave.

Pulled out her phone. Got the flowers. They're beautiful. Hated them immediately. She checked the phone six times on the bus to Fiordilatte. Holly was waiting for her in the locker room with the expression of someone who had been sitting on information for two days. "Grand Canyon," Holly said, before Brigail got her locker open. "Yaki Point. Sunset. You and Eli Michealson snogging like you invented it." Brigail's ears went hot. "Who else."

"I need to think about it." "That's not a no!" Hazel practically squealed. "I'm taking that as progress. Look, you don't even have to stay long. Just come for a few hours, eat some cake, help me avoid Oliver's aunt who keeps asking when I'm getting pregnant, and then you can escape back to your quiet Connecticut life." "You make it sound so glamorous." "Because it is! Come on, Madison. When's the last time you did something spontaneous? Something fun? Something that didn't involve coffee beans or your adorable son?"

He quickly extracted all the data he could from Clarice's computer, including her encrypted private album. It contained countless images of the decadent lifestyle she had led when she was studying abroad. She was notorious for being a mistress and loved being part of large parties. There was even a recorded audio of her bribing a professor. “Maybe soon you will know that what goes around, comes around.” Liam smirked before saving all of the documents he had accessed. It was well into midnight by then. Clarice was enjoying a face mask session while scrolling through social media when a strange message popped up on her computer.

Holly left Maggie and Eve in the back garden and went to her room and shut the door. Once alone and cuddled in her bed, she thought of the photo Maggie had sent her this morning. It was wrong to miss him, and she knew looking at such things would only make her feelings all that more complicated, but she couldn’t help herself. She fell into a deep sleep looking at the photo of Lincoln smiling at their daughter. She wished her life looked like that. Maggie got Eve ready to leave the house while Holly slept. Just before they left, she sent a warning text to her brother Lincoln.

She began to frantically paw at the dirt and stone near the crack. A rabbit bounded up to her, and she skipped backward, a terrified yip escaping her. The rabbit squeezed into the small opening and Cassidy snarled. The animal was blocking her only means of escape. The weight of hopelessness began to squeeze her, choking her. Until dirt sprayed from the hole, a chunk of rock catching Cassidy on the end of her muzzle. The rabbit bounded out quickly, thumping the wall with a foot. Cassidy dove into the crack, forcing her way through, scrabbling at dirt and stone to make the way big enough to allow her passage.

The hallway smells like old brick and marijuana. Apartment 4C is at the end of the hall. Alex tries the handle. It turns. We burst in. It’s exactly like the video feed, but the smell hits me first—stale sweat, fear, and the metallic tang of adrenaline. "Hello?" I call out. No answer. We rush into the living room. There she is. "Rabbit_hole_99" isn't a kid. She’s a woman in her forties, fit, with streaks of grey in her hair. She’s slumped in the wooden chair, her head lolling forward onto her chest.