Jake Maddox Author Novels & Stories

Maddox stepped in. His gaze found me instantly—then dropped to the stack of books, the open pages, the legal pad full of my neat, frantic list. His eyes narrowed slightly. Not angry. Alert. “Couldn’t sleep,” he said. It wasn’t a question. He glanced at Rowan lounging in the chair and then looked back at me. I lifted my chin and tried to look like a woman casually reading about wolf bonds at one in the morning. So. Very. Normal. “Insomnia,” I said lightly. “Happens when prosecutors and break-ins are your hobbies.”

" Jace pointed at the file that was laying next to Luke Luke's gaze followed where Jace was pointing at. It is the file on Joshua, on his dealings and whereabouts. Luke nodded in agreement and picked up the file so that they could go through it in detail Moments later, they made their plans and they were lucky to find Maddox after a day of search. He was about to leave the country when they tracked him down. Jace offered an extra 2 million to the 10 million he has given him already. Maddox, being the greedy person he is, accepted the offer. All he needed to do was to get a confession out of Joshua

Seeing that she was silent, the man continued, "Have a try. I think you are very suitable." "How do you know whether I'm suitable?" This matter had something to do with Adela. Jessica suddenly became interested. As the Talent League's spokesperson, Jessica would surely dwarf Adela, a humble host who struggled for a chance to interview MASK. The man held his chin high. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Wade Maddox." Wade Maddox? It sounded so familiar. Jessica hurried to search for this name on the internet. The results shocked her; it turned out that he was not only a popular star, but the second young master of the Maddox family...

"Winter, I am heartbroken and destroyed." Winter put a hand on hers and tightened gently. "Where are you living?" she asked. "That I don't tell you..." Pidge answered. "Alright...take your time and just know that we are only a phone call away," Winter smiled. _____________________________________ Maddox had landed to Alaska airport, the spark of hope still rising somewhere in his heart. He shrugged his coat and stepped in his car. "Where to, Mr Dasher?" asked the driver and he answered, "Take me to every bakery..."

Midnight pushed the door open, and the two of them entered it. EXTRA: Author: *mistakenly writes Joke instead of *Jake Author: Oh. Oops. Sorry, ^ . ^'' Jake: No, no. I think you're onto something here.

However. Jake chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "This is so embarrassing... well... I guess "Who killed Midnight" has been well received by the readers... it's one of the first books I have written." Ryder fell off her chair. WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK!!!! N-n-no... No way!!! No fucking way!!!

Maddog nods his head; He knows I’m with him on this one. A couple of minutes later, Jake comes back into the room. “All sorted,” He says before he looks at Maddog and asks. “Maddox, are you okay, Bro? Is there anything that you need?” Maddog shakes his head as he replies. “Apart from getting my sister back and safe, then no, I’m good there's nothing that I need.” Jake nods his head as he says. “You try and get some rest; we need you sorted. I’m going home to spend some time with my wife before we move in.”

They say your life flashes before your eyes when death is imminent. That's not quite true. It's a perpetually fast stream of dreams, failures, and fucking what ifs. Or at least, that's how it was for me. People call me Mak but my real name is Madison Abigail Kinlock. I'm standing in an underground parking garage in downtown Phoenix with pepper spray pointing at a cheating douchebag. The temperature is over a hundred degrees, and sweat is dripping down my brow and into my eyes, causing them to burn. The douche, Harry Dandridge, seems to think his bat will one-up my pepper spray. He could be right.

Maddox's POV I close the door when I get into my office. Turning around I lean against the door then rest my head against it while closing my eyes. "Fuck!" I whisper. I stay like that for a few moments before pushing away from my door. I walk to my desk before dropping into my chair. With my elbows on my desk I rest my face in my hands and just sit here. What am I going to do? I can't, I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready to have sex yet, not with Addison and definitely not with Finn.

Jake Jake had spent a month at his cabin in Deep Creek Lake, Maryland, fixing it up, and trying to push his anger and humiliation away. He’d left a message for Bandit that he was out of town, and switched his phone off. He didn’t want to talk to anyone. He’d said the same thing to Dominic and Hudson had sent him a text, offering to take him to some happy ending club. He’d laughed and politely declined Hudson’s invitation. He’d already heard the stories from Ethan about Hudson’s antics at sex clubs.