Mad Season Above Novels & Stories

“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.

Mission seducing starts. ************************************ How is it ?

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.

I kept his eyes off my mind, refusing to look at the man’s face, refusing to let him see the cold, hard rage hiding behind Luna’s mask. Outside, Mateo walked calmly into the main floor of Club Máscara. He had driven his Audi sports coupe through the narrow streets of Madrid, but his demeanor remained entirely composed. He hadn't bothered to put on the velvet mask provided at the entrance. He walked in with his bare face exposed, his sharp jawline relaxed, and his dark eyes observing the room with a quiet, patient focus.

"Working? You’re watching the Clarke Empire vanish into a goddamn black hole! The Human Supremacist prick—whoever is behind this—they’re coordinated. It’s a fucking slaughter out there." "Then leave." Madison reached for the zipper of her dress. She pulled it down, the silk sliding over her shoulders and pooling at her feet. She stood in nothing but black lace lingerie, the thin straps cutting into her pale skin. "You’re vibrating at a frequency that’s annoying my servers. Get out, JJ." "You... you’re losing it. You’re actually losing it." The door hissed shut behind him. Madison exhaled, a sharp, ragged sound. She stepped toward the private terminal, her bare feet silent on the cold stone.

Can't you just behave? Sofia leaned weakly against Vincenzo's chest and let out a few soft coughs before saying weakly, "Vincenzo, don't be mad. Isabella is just heartbroken. Why don't I talk to her properly and have her go back to rest?" As soon as her words fell, a deafening explosion erupted, shaking the entire dock violently. The searchlights overhead swayed precariously. From the nearby containers that hadn't yet fully collapsed came the piercing screech of twisting metal, and a massive sheet of metal hurled straight toward the three of them.