Mad Season Above Novels & Stories

“Damian hasn’t admitted it yet but he needs us alive-” “He might be needing you, but he has no clear use for me. Relax, though. I’m good, and I’m always here for you,” she gave me a beautiful smile, one I hadn’t seen in a long time. Immediately after the words left her mouth, another maid came in. “The Alpha demands your presence, right away, my Lady,” she announced. “I’ll be there soon.” “He asked that you follow me, my Lady.” I nodded and followed her to his room.

****** "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.

said Mother Terrence so worriedly. I sighed, then continued to eat even though I had no appetite. Today, Judith would soon go to deliver the letter to an area near to here. Even though Judith was a big, powerful wolf, Terrence still asked some bodyguards to guard her well. Meanwhile, on the other hand, I just saw Vadawolf’s signature morning news. The thirty-minute broadcast by a presenter with brown bob hair brought recent news. Terrence and Madonna became the top topic. Even several mental health experts also contributed to reading Madonna’s movements every time she was on television.

The helicopter's relentless hum fills the silence as I wait for his response. A nod from Colton confirms my guess. "I'll be good as new once she's done with me." My mind flashes back to the tales of Dr. Madison "Mads" skill, her ability to mend even the most broken. She's not just a gifted surgeon; she's an artist, a miracle worker. And her talents extend beyond the operating table—she has a knack for extracting information, for turning enemies into assets. Her marriage to one of Grayson's top men only adds to her legendary status.

“Or rather bark if necessary.” Tightening my fist hard against the ground, I barked. “Woof woof.” A slow smile spread across Aiden's face, “Good boy. Like I asked earlier, are you hungry?” “Woof.” “Before you have pizza, why don't you do something that makes me happy?” My eyes widened with horror. I hoped it wasn't what I was thinking. “Oh, relax, Darrel,” Aiden chuckles, leaning back against the chair as his hands slowly begin to unbuckle his belt. “It's just a blow job.”

[Warning: Mature content, strong language, and NSFW scenes. 18+ recommended.] Marceline's eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze. She reached up with her hands tangling in his hair, and pulled him down for a soft, lingering kiss. Zandrei was caught off guard by the gentleness of her kiss. And it aroused him even more, making his cock drip and twitch. He pulled back slightly, his breath ragged, and looked into her eyes with a newfound intensity.

" Well when we got to the VIP section we saw them sitting on our seats and we told them to .. . . " " do anyone own the seats in that hall?" Mark asked interrupting her " No sir she it's just that...." " It's just what?" Mark snapped a interrupting her again and Maddie began to shake in fear, did you say Mason can be scary when angry? Then Mark was worse he has a very hot temper and easily gets irritated by little things. Now he is sitting on a single royal blue couch in the sitting room glaring at Maddie like she was a little insect that dare you to climb on his body.

All eyes were on Madison as she walked into the hall in a dark red strapless high slit dress with black pencil heels and purse to match, her makeup was on point, and her hair was done into curls, and from afar I could see the original diamond jewelry on her neck, wrist and ears. Now I see why my account had so many debits, she does know how to spend money. "Damn, she is hot," Leon whistled and his eyes still fixed on her as she walked towards our direction. "Damn, who is she? Is she here with someone? She is beautiful," compliment of whispers of how beautiful Madison was flying round the hall. "Xavier must have outdone it, she isn't even all that, I wonder what he sees?" Lexie said out of sp

His cock stood rigid, veined and glistening with her juices, pointing straight up like a challenge. Madison positioned herself above him, knees sinking into the cushions on either side of his hips, her hands on his chest for balance. Her belly hung between them, but she didn’t care—craving the control, the power to take him as deep as she wanted. 'Like this, daddy? Me on top, fucking you?' She sank down slowly, her pussy stretching around his girth, a long moan escaping as she bottomed out, his cock kissing her cervix.

She knew that step. “That was fast,” she said. Her voice was terrifyingly calm. “So… tell me. How did it go?” Aaron stopped a few feet behind her. He smelled like grease and cold air. “It’s done, boss.” Those three words were all she needed. Madison leaped off the couch so quickly the cushions barely had time to settle back into place. A wide, slow smile spread across her face, a smile that was bright, beautiful, and completely wrong. It was the look of someone who had just won a war.