Mad Season Above 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

At least he got what he wanted and knew what he was up against. Ezrah was still in love with his ex-wife but he could not say the same for Michelle. Madison took deep breaths and calmed her nerves. “It’s fine. There is just one washroom in this apartment and it’s in my bedroom so you can go shower and do whatever you want before I go to bed.” Sebastian already noticed that and wanted to discuss it with her but was concerned that she had not eaten. “Won’t you eat?” “I’m not hungry,” Madison forced a smile.

Monica was well aware that she wouldn't get a word out of her, even if she beat her to a pulp, so she stormed off. As soon as he walked in, Chance was met with this scene, and he frowned, wondering if this was how his mother had always treated Madison. Looking at her thin frame sitting in front of the piano so despondently, he couldn't help but feel bad for her. Madison rose from her seat and went upstairs. After a refreshing shower, Chance emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe. He boasted the superior genes of the Lowe family; he was over six feet tall with a trim, athletic build and strikingly handsome features.

Then, in the stunned silence of over a hundred thousand people, a boom sounded. A black figure fell from the sky like a meteor, without a parachute. Powered by the fearsome strength of a Tier Seven body, I plummeted directly onto the command platform. The hardened alloy surface caved in upon impact, forming a deep crater as spiderweb cracks spread rapidly across the stage. The dust cleared. I emerged from the crater wearing a black tactical coat adorned with the insignia of a Central Command Major General, the highest military decoration shining on my chest. My eyes quickly scanned the three pieces of trash on the platform—cold and sharp like a blade. "J-Jason?"

Madison asked no one in particular. "It looks as if she doesn't want to associate with you," Veera said gently. "Shut up!" She screamed at her maid and stormed out of the living room to the garden. TBC... Episode 19 (Mature Content) ‽The Son's Clan‽ (Hudson suite) "Aghhhhhhhhhh, she yawned stretching her body" “Gosh am fucking horny!” he mumbled to himself.

“W-what do you want me to do?” Madison’s voice came out rough with nerves. She’d been put in uncomfortable positions while working at the club before. She’d thought that nothing would top the night she’d been cornered in that room of Wolves on the eighth floor. It had been her first time up there, and she hadn’t even been scheduled to be there. Tired of waiting for her chance to see what all the fuss was about; she’d decided to take fate into her own hands.

Usually by this time, April G would be home, but for some reason, she is not. “Ben?” he repeated. The room continued to keep itself in silence, prolonging any response. It is not like her to take extra shifts today, Madison thought to himself. Madison then shrugged it off and went back on the couch as he turned on the TV. “Well, what Lawrence doesn’t know won’t get me in trouble,” Madison says as he relaxes on the couch. He spent half an hour surfing through the channels until finally he came across the news channel that he saw before. “This is Anchorman Jack Dallas reporting live from Channel Five.”

My mother calls upstairs. "Hi, Marie. Something smells really good." Jayson sniffs the air. She places her hand on her hip. "My world-famous pot roast. Are you staying this time? I'm sure there's enough to fill the belly of an Alpha." She giggles. I look at Jayson. "Yes, he's staying." I bite my bottom lip grinning. Maddie comes down in shorts and a rocker t shirt. Bopping away to music, when her eyes catch Jayson's.

Madison was completely dumbfounded by the audacity. “Your greed has stripped every piece of gold from my title. My vaults contain absolutely nothing. Direct your begging to a different house!” She was presenting the absolute truth. Her name held zero remaining currency. “My beast rejects that lie!” Jeff shot back, his voice rising as he angled his throat toward the interior sleeping chamber. “Mother, Madison claims her vaults are dry! She actively desires to watch the underworld collectors tear my throat apart!” Hearing the shout, Eva and Glenn burst through the timber frame of their room simultaneously.

I smiled back at her. Within her eyes, I could see sadness. Madison was not looking forward to the mating ceremony. She hated the idea of losing me so fast after a short time of getting to know me. I too hated it, but what can I do if the moon goddess has a plan for me? Fighting it would not be good. "Go and sit in the dining room; breakfast is through," said Madison as she took the finished fried sausages from the frying pot. I motioned to the dining room and sat down.