Mad Regular Show Novels & Stories

Everyone knows me as a gentle and calm wife. On our wedding night, my husband, Julian Chapman, sleeps with another woman. I tell myself that it's part of being married and that I should be understanding. He blows through the 30,000 dollars I brought into the marriage. I kept my silence. Then, he brings home one mistress after another. I pour them drinks myself. When his gambling debts finally catch up with him, he sells me to a brothel without a second thought. "This is my wife. She's quiet, obedient, and easy to deal with. Take her instead. Do whatever you want with her." I laugh. He has no idea that I had a reputation before I ever married him. They called me the Queen of Hell. I ha

The shift from her big space to her little space wasn't so tremendous, and it seemed that she was aware of where she was and who she was with, even why they were here. The change from her spaces wasn't as drastic as he thought it would be when she comes back from big space, and it made him grateful. Sudden changes are exhausting for littles, as well as the changes and people in their environment. With wide eyes and a smile, he knew that Madie was back in her little space full of rainbows. It made sense then why she seemed so exhausted after a day of being in her big space, the sudden drowsiness that hit her after her swimming session.

With a spell, she was able to change everyone's energy so that they didn't appear on the Zaeafrans radar, not as the great mages they were. ‘I didn't know you could do that too?’ said Raven, surprised. ‘Too?’ She said, looking at him in amusement. He grinned because it betrayed his own powerful magic. But that was not news to her. A performance by ‘Dead Meadow’ was planned. Maddie had invited everyone. She was looking forward to it because no one had ever actually seen her perform. Except for the short part of two verses that she once sang along for proof. She had been in the theater with the boys all afternoon to rehearse and do a soundcheck. And Dean had also made sure that something to ea

She’s wondering at first why his uncle’s pet seems not getting tired—and that’s because he’s taking a tablet to make his boner stay longer. Maddy has that sex craving and if she wants it, she must do it. She’s being a sex monster. She can also hold a long duration of sex with five men. Well, she tried it once, with her co-models after a chill party. And if she can’t do what she likes, she’s getting insane. Seems like she had some sort of mental illness.

Chapter One The phone buzzes against my ear, and I already know what's coming. Sally's voice cuts through the morning air like a knife through butter. "Dabe, are you sure you packed everything?" Her tone is sharp, worried. "Your passport? Ticket? Phone charger? You can be very forgetful sometimes. Check everything before you leave the house." I roll my suitcase across the hardwood floor, the wheels making that familiar grinding sound. "I have everything, Mom," I say, letting the sarcasm drip from my words like honey.

"He's that bad?" Madison turned to walk with me. She was dressed in full leather gear. Although hers was skintight and shined to a high sheen, she left her face unadorned. The patch on her right breast identified her as a moderator for S&B. Not to mention the take no prisoners attitude in her gait and expression. Even I was a little afraid of Madison and the metal tipped Cat O' Nine she kept hooked in a holster on her thigh. Madi nodded. "Yeah. He's getting under people's skin. I had two Ds come up and ask me if they could take turns on him for insulting their subs."

She looked at me with apparent anxiety and sadness. "Is something wrong?" Regina sighed softly. She looked away and rubbed her face in frustration. "Yes, and I don't know how to tell you." "What is it about?" She looked at me without speaking for a few seconds. Like there was some indecision there. I squinted, starting to get annoyed at this obscure woman. "Say it quickly. I don't have time. I have to get back to the hotel before night." Regina took a breath and let it out softly. "About your ex-husband."

I'd rather take my chances and face whoever it was head-on. The thought brought a grin to my face. If they wanted a fight, I'd give them one. No one messed with Alexander Knight and got away with it. Madison I pushed open the hospital room door, Hazel right behind me. Mom lay propped up in bed, completely absorbed in what looked like another one of those cheesy romance shows she loved so much. The TV mounted on the wall showed a dramatic scene between two impossibly attractive people having what appeared to be an intense argument. "Mom?" I stepped into her line of sight. "Still watching those dramatic shows?"

Her eyes landed on Sara, who was sprawled out on the couch, a bowl of popcorn in her lap and a lazy grin on her face. Madison rolled her eyes good-naturedly and let out a dramatic sigh. "Girl, you got a new job today, and I deserve a treat! Are you going to waste this evening like this?" She asked, trying to sound stern but failing miserably. Sara looked up from the TV, a sheepish expression on her face. "I don't feel like going out, Maddy. I'm just going to relax tonight."

Enough to call Tara that very night. Unlike Nolan, Quino and Xavier weren't familiar with Madeline's love for her heavy breakfasts or Maggie's abhorrence to them. Particularly corned beef hash and biscuits and gravy. So even after I explained it to them and told them about Maggie's breakfast that morning, their reactions weren't nearly as staggered as mine had been—still was.