Mad Eye Moody Quotes Novels & Stories

"From the day you walked into my life, you're all I think about. You're the reason I breath. You are the stars in my sky. I wouldn't want this any other way. You are the love of my life." "I'm your Daddy." Madie stared at me with wide eyes, a quick "Nuh-uh" following right after. Her curious stare turned into a cute glare. My little baby was adorable. She thinks she looks scary with that glare, but really, she looked like a cute kitty

Will Ruby be able to get a message to Maddog? Thank for reading, guys; I love you all x

“My big Alpha baby, do you miss Mama? Mama missed you more than anything in the world and Mama loves you." ‘Moon goddess, I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole. I can't live with this embarrassment. This humiliation.' I say in my head. When I open my eyes, I wished I didn't. The fire in my father's eyes could roast a marshmallow. “What the hell is wrong with you, Maddie. Nate is a man, you shouldn't be doing shit like that with him, especially in public." Here we go again. The unending argument.

Oh, it's coming. "She's getting on my nerves. Everyone's getting on my nerves tonight." I said under my breath. I turned my gaze in Marcus's direction but... He's missing. 'Don't trust him too much my dear' Frieda's statement echoed in my head. "Are you trying me, Marcus?"

I turned on my phone and charged it while fiddling with it. I have a habit of finding things through search engines. On a whim, I typed 'ways to calm the mind' into the search bar. A series of articles and videos appeared immediately. I clicked on the origin of a video, watched it, and then moved on to another video. I also opened social media until I accidentally found a quote about my current situation. "The easiest way to be happy is to lower expectations," I said, reading the quote. It seems like this short quote is more relatable than motivational and self-development videos. I recalled how upset I was when Richard cared about Krystal to the point where he was delighted calling her in h

“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

"You’re thinking too much again, aren't you?" Maddison blinked once before immediately pointing at her accusingly. "You’re too young to analyze people like that. Stop acting like a tiny therapist Ana, you need to think about a new cartoon, not about my mood." "I’m serious," she muttered while narrowing her eyes slightly. "You smile weirdly whenever you’re worried." That almost made him laugh. Almost. Instead, he leaned back in the chair dramatically before sighing loudly. "Wow. Betrayed by my own face. Incredible."

“Just close your eyes and think of...” “Whenever I close my eyes, I see Madison” he quickly said. I flinched a little. “Come here baby” I whispered and climbed into the bed beside him. We cuddled. “I miss her so much momma,” he said, his voice cracking. “Me too sweetie” I admitted, hugging him tighter. “But Maddie wouldn't be happy if we're all sad. She would wants us to smile, okay sweetie?” He nodded. “Is she watching over me from heaven momma?” Mia asked

The light of the moon reflecting from the window was also gazing and smiling on their uniting. How do you find it so far? Let me know your feedback.

I keep running until suddenly, I look up at a bird and run straight into another person. “Oh my god!” the person exclaims. “Are you fucking insane?” I blink a few times and have to hide a smirk when my eyes meet a pair of angry, furrowed eyebrows belonging to Madison. Her long dark hair is caught in a messy bun, and her eyes are narrowed at me with an accusing light dancing within them. She is not wearing any make-up, but she is still very beautiful. “Fancy meeting you here,” I say and arch an eyebrow. “And yes, I’m a little bit insane.”