Mada Mada Dane Novels & Stories

Dane: Tell me I’m wrong. Me: Goddess. Dane: It’s not her name, but mine you should be swearing on. Me: You’re wrong. Dan: Don’t lie to Daddy. Me: Fine. You’re right. Dane: Tut tut. Say it properly. Me: You’re right, Daddy. Dane: What am I right about? Me: I want to gag on your cock, Daddy. Dane: Mm.. There we go. Me: Did you like the video?

she whispered. Liam leaned closer, “Could you tell me what the first two wishes you made? You can keep the third one a secret.” “My first wish was for my mother to be healthy.” She smiled faintly, “The second wish…” She glanced at the box of presents on the table. There was a handmade mug decorated with sunflower patterns, all kinds of little gadgets she could use at work, a massager, and more… Suddenly, a small, inconspicuous-looking box made of wood set in the corner of the table caught her attention.

she murmurs, finding solace in their shared commitment. She makes sure they leave the house, then she calls Daniel "Hey, Daniel, where are you right now?" Madeline's voice is hushed, her apprehension evident in her tone. But she tires to keep her voice calm "Hey, Maddy, just at the grocery store, grabbing a few things. Why do you ask?" Daniel's voice sounds curious. Madeline, trying to sound casual, replies, "Oh, nothing much, I just wanted to know. No worries, though. I'll catch you later. Bye!" With that, she swiftly ends the call, aware that her time is limited.

Soon, I'll publish his offspring's story, which would be darker, of course. But guys, I don't want to do it now. Actually, I believe writing isn't what you do in a hurry and by doing that, I don't want to ruin the story, so you've to wait and I promise, I'll give you something better than Madness. For that, just remember my penname, Mastaani. You'll find the second book of Da'ud's family soon. Thank you for giving your time, Stay blessed and stay happy, and untill Da'ud's next book, give a chance to my another book, ‘Loving You Is A Risky Game’. It's a werewolf and vampire romance and I believe you'll like it. Love you, xoxo;)

Those words pierced deep into the heart, how the fuck didn't I know Maddie's likes and dislikes? “I'm gonna give you a hundred thousand dollars.” I called out as I watched Damonds expression slowly change……

For Moon sake, she couldn't have said that sooner? "Good," I mumbled, undoing my buttons next. "But she wants to come home, and the asylum's thinking of releasing her. Like this couldn't get any worse. "Mother, please." I whirled around to face her. "I honestly can't deal with Maddy right now." Remove a 'd' and the 'y' form her name and you'll have mad. And it wasn't even an insult. She really was mad. "I know, Jaris. But—"

Three men and one woman. "What do you mean, an understatement?", Mindy was curious. Kalina lifted her chin proudly. "Did you hear of the brand, Dama T?" Mindy paused and then her eyes lit up when she realized what Kalina was talking about. "Dama T is you?", Mindy asked Tatiana and when the latter confirmed with a nod, Mindy patted her chest dramatically. Dama T is a popular fashion brand with a unique way of combining elegant and practical, and other than being super-exclusive (and super-expensive), the wait to get a garment is months. MONTHS!

Damian yelled at Maddie who had been crying all this while. "Damian please relax." "Don’t fucking ask me to relax!" Damian yelled punching the wall behind him. " My wife is there battling for her life for some reason I don’t know and you fucking tell me to calm down," Damian yelled, tightening his grip around Maddie’s throat, ignoring the tears that were rolling down her eyes. "Damian let her go, hurting her won’t change a thing. Maya need our prayers now," Master Dan said trying to free Maddie from Damian’s grip. After a while, he let her go and Maddie fell in knees gasping for air.

"I don't understand why I have to agree," "Come here," Madelyn wrapped her fingers around my wrist and pulled me towards a store named 'Senõrita'. "Good evening ma'am," the woman inside, walked towards us. "How may I help you?" "What's your name?" Maddie asked looking at her. "Chrissy," "Okay, Chrissy, we need to seduce a man," Madelyn snapped. "Twenty nine; 6'2"; taken, Spanish and hot," "Oh," Chrissy seemed to be baffled. "How hot exactly?" She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

That's when her phone pinged. She picked up the phone, and it was a text from Aditya. "Why the heck is he texting me?" She questioned herself. And then, she opened the text and read the entire paragraph he had sent. 'I would like to advice you something. Don't plan shit like your father, don't walk on your father's footsteps and behave like a shadow. You do have your own identity, work as if it's your position and you want to keep it because you have worked for it in your own twisted ways. You're MLA Miral Chandravanshi not MLA Raghuveer Chandravanshi.'