Mad Max Novels Novels & Stories

The armored vehicle was drowned out by tens of thousands of zombies. The monsters were squeezing and crashing against the defensive layers. The concussion grenade incessantly let off maddening noises, causing the zombies to be in a constant state of frenzy. The safe and wide space in the vehicle was now hell on earth. Jasmine covered her ears. She shouted hysterically, her body tumbling alongside the violently shaking vehicle, "Jason, you absolute b*stard! Turn this bloody thing off!" Her exquisite makeup was ruined and twisted by sweat and fear.

I laughed as I watched the news. Julius deserved whatever that was coming his way! Valerie was his weakness. He could not even get angry at her and spent all his energy protecting her instead! Frustrated, I muted the news and convinced Betsy to go jet-setting with me. Having money made anything possible. For security, we also opened an offshore account that no one would be able to trace. Every day was filled with indulgence—bright lights, fine wine, and endless enjoyment. Life couldn’t have been better.

****** "What's nonsense....... have you looked properly or you saying it by yourself....." Mr. Hassan barked at the maid standing in front of him. The maid started shivering at his barking. She said to him something big on which Mr. Hassan getting furious is justified. "Yes sir, I properly checked, miss is not in her room...I searched the whole room, but I didn't find her anywhere....." Poor maid says with bowed head getting scared by Mr. Hassan's anger. It is the first time she finds her master getting that much angry. Because Mr. Hassan by nature is soft-hearted neither does he talks loudly with anyone. While Mrs. Yusra is the one who is good at doing this.

His mind was so engrossed with dirty thoughts of Sara that he hadn’t noticed Bryan walking behind him. He glanced over his shoulders and saw him grinning. “What’s funny big guy?” He asked. “Thanks for making everyone in the room feel uncomfortable.” Bryan said and chuckled. “You know I like my women pretty, and trying to get me to invest in their boss’s business.” Maddox said and they both laughed. “But that was unlike you boss, you were being unprofessional.” “That was very like me Bryan, I’m a dog- a big black horny dog, WOOF! I don’t care about feelings I just fuck and ghost,” no dates no commitments.”

The master eyed the brown notebook, gently lifting them with his hand to open and read what was written. After scanning a long while, he noticed that all parts of the book have been covered with black magic. He quickly settled it down with a sour expression which Rose take as his disagreement to what he had seen written down there. “This belonged to her?” The master then took a long hum when she had nodded her head. “To tell you the truth, I don’t know who Hannah Maury is.”

Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

*********Madison pov********* I could hear the voices and the whispers in the background but every time I tried to open my eyes it felt so difficult. It feels almost as if I’m trapped in a place that I can't get out of. The voices I kept hearing were familiar and tense, but I still couldn’t get a hold of them. My eyes snapped open, and the first thing I saw was the walls staring back at me. My body relaxed as I turned to my right and I saw the familiar picture hanging on the wall. I didn’t need anyone to tell me where I was, this was my room.

The book lay open on the floor, revealing the page featuring a female who resembled me. Madison looked at me as if she was surprised by the book I had. She then hurriedly came over, removing it from the floor. "I'm sorry," I apologized, hoping I didn't offend her in any way, but still, I was curious about that book. It was about my kind, the River Pack. "I see you've found the book; my ex-mate wrote about the River Packs while studying them before he fell in love with their Luna," Madison grumbled as she shut the book and angrily threw it back into the box.

You’ve been the best part of this entire ride. Writing Adriano and Maddie’s story has been… emotional, to say the least. These two have clawed their way through trauma, obsession, and complicated love. Watching Maddie grow, stumble, and finally stand her ground has been such a bittersweet journey, hasn't it? And for Adriano. He’s the kind of man who can make you feel safe and terrified in the same heartbeat from the start till the end and that’s exactly what makes writing him so dangerously fun. But I do think, by the end, he finally grew in his own twisted way. But for once, he stopped hiding behind lies and actually tried to be the man Maddie believed he could be.

“Stop your whiney bullshit, Stanford. Maddie’s been fighting for three years and training for longer. She gets all antsy when she’s gone too long without killing. Demon queens are all warrior queens. She’s violent and blood thirsty. Maddie knows you can fight; she wants you here because she doesn’t think this fight is worth your skills. She practically has an army. Well, a small militia. But she’s deadly in her own right. Now, I’m gonna go work on dinner. You come out when you’re ready.” I said and left the apartment.