Mad Men Series Novels & Stories

“Do you know what you just did to me?” My throat tightens. “Pip…” She freezes. Her wings faltering. “You disappeared,” she says, quieter now. “WHAT THE FUCK?.” You absolute menace,” Pip snaps, hovering inches from my nose. “Do you know what you just did to me?” My throat tightens. “Pip…” Wren hands still grip mine, grounding me. “Oprah and Anisa,” she grits, jaw tight. “They locked you in here.” I nod.

"How are we going to find you a good husband if you keep showing up late to everything?" "Wow, you sound just like my mother," I say, rolling my eyes. "I'm not looking for a husband, Sally. You of all people should know that." "You say that now," she says, adjusting my dress with practiced hands. "But in a few years when you're living alone with a bunch of cats, you're going to wish you'd taken my advice and found yourself a husband."

"Oh wait, did you just say husband? Was he not your husband when he was hitting you? | cant believe my ears right now!” "| told you he doesn't hit me when he is in his right mind, he only does that whenever he is drunk, he is a good man" “Good man my foot! You know what? I don't want to listen to your gibberish anymore" Mandy yelled. Mandy didn't know what else to say to her mother as she kept defending her drunk and violent husband, she furiously walked into the mansion, and slammed the door shut in her mother's face. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The only thing I know for sure at this point is that this Big Man, while not kind to me, is simple-minded and doesn't want anything to happen to me any more than anyone else, and that's something I can put to good use. "Why do you say that what Madman told you must be true? And where does he know all these Sin Pack secrets from?" Big Man is not in doubt, he will answer all questions, "I tell you, Madman, he is a super powerful and mysterious guy!" I didn't say anything and continued to listen to him. "The Madman used to be a psychiatrist, do you know how he got in? I heard that he tampered with the memory of one of his patients through hypnosis, turning that patient into a numb and cold-bloo

I put two extra men on Celina and her mom with Rack leading the team. Madison joins us after she returns from a short visit with Manuel's widow. She doesn't ask that we handle Danita with kid gloves. She's angry that Manuel is dead because Danita is alive. Moon and I knew Danita was a ticking time bomb and we could have quietly taken care of the problem months ago. Manuel's death is on all three of us. When we find Danita, she'll be taken care of. The bitch has had it coming for a long time.

At the other end of the phone, the man’s low and indifferent voice sounded " I have been following the lady as per your request, President. It appears something has happened to her family member as she just got a taxi to the hospital. She doesn’t look good and is very anxious. I'm about to head in and ask ?” The driver would not dare to gossip usually. This was the first time Mr Leon had asked him to follow someone, and it was a woman. This woman had come out of Mr Leon's room this morning! He's never seen Me Leon with a woman since he worked for him as a driver. He is always indifferent when it came to women. Before her, not even the shadow of a woman was around Mr Leon! The man on the othe

After answering it, he hastily stepped forward and whispered a few words in Dad's ear. Dad's expression became incredibly strange. He took one look at Vincent and me before waving his hand. His bodyguard cleared his throat and reported in a strictly professional tone in front of everyone, "Mr. Sutton, we have checked Ms. Jensen's medical records. Ms. Jensen was not pregnant, nor did she suffer a miscarriage. She had been taking prohibited ovulation-inducing drugs for a long period of time, which caused abnormal shedding of the uterine lining, leading to heavy bleeding."

Julian Hart had me move into his basement so he could trample on my dignity whenever he pleased. What he didn’t know was that I had transmigrated from the real world into the novel. When Julian insulted me, I endured it without talking back. When he slapped me, I licked his palm. When his first love stepped on me with her high heel to assert her dominance, I told her that the scent of her perfume reached me before the pain did. A year later, Julian was so disgusted by me that he almost knelt down and begged me to keep my distance from them. But there was no way I was leaving. I hadn’t come to tear them apart. I had come to join them.

Everyone in my family knew me as a tattletale. I had one simple rule in life—I refused to endure even the tiniest bit of unfairness. When I was three, my uncle sneaked a slice of my apple pie. That night, I marched straight to my grandpa's bedside, burst into tears, and told him exactly what had happened. The next morning, my uncle ended up getting whacked by Grandpa with his cane, under the excuse that he had left the house without saying goodbye. By the time I was eight, I had learned that Christmas was another excellent opportunity to report suspicious behavior. When my cousin secretly stuffed all the presents into the cabinet, I immediately went to my aunt and whispered the whole stor

She jolted awake. A man stood in the doorway. His custom suit was somewhat wrinkled, and his tie had been loosened. He carried a medical kit. His face still bore traces of rain, making him look travel-worn. "Sorry, I woke you." She did not speak. The room filled with the invasive smell of tobacco and women's perfume, repeatedly reminding her of tonight's nightmare. Matteo did not mind her silence. The newly promoted Underboss who stood above others now knelt on one knee beside the bed, gently grasping her scarred calf.