Mada Mada Dane Novels & Stories

“Wow, Thea. You’ve certainly surpassed my expectations.” Thea’s face tensed up as she on as Madelyn approached her. She squinted her eyes. “Who are you?” Madelyn said with a beguiling smile, “I’m from the Cadens. My name is Madelyn Caden. I heard Maxine speak of you before. She said you were a beauty who managed to become a grandmaster in a very short amount of time. I didn’t believe her and came to have a look for myself. Seeing you in person, you’re way better than she had described.”

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

Luciano withdrew his gaze and bowed deeply to Paolo in a respectful manner. He was Paolo's perfect underboss but always overshadowed, like a sapling struggling under the shade of a towering, decaying tree. Luciano got to his feet, while the pretty Tanya smiled at him and bowed a little, revealing her neck. "Luciano, meet your Madre, Tanya Nice." Paolo was already in his 50s, but this young lady… Luciano almost felt as if Paolo wanted to draw the excess energy and vitality from the young girl beside him just to sustain his own aging life.

The name dropped heavy between them, unfamiliar to Adrianna but clearly sacred to him. “She was my dad’s patient. A teenage girl. Fourteen. She had leukemia.” His voice faltered, the words catching like broken glass in his throat. “Her name was Madelyn, but everyone called her Maddy. She was… bright. You know those people who light up a room without trying? That was her. My dad fought like hell for her. He tried everything, every treatment, every clinical trial he could pull strings for. But in the end…” His hand trembled slightly as he ran it over his jaw.

Maddy POV. I want to go to dada, why can't I got to him, daddy kept holding me, papa tried to help but I saw the lady talking to dada and he looked mad. I also met the famous Emma, she's dada's helper, she says she keep his schedules making sure he got time for me.

Fuck even I didn’t want to be seeing this, but there was no way I’d turn away now. “Dane, I don’t think…” Madden started to say. “Get Out Now.” I cut him off, my words were harsh and left no room for argument, they scrambled out the door. “Madz make sure everyone else gets off this stream now.” “Got it Prez.” Madden paused for a moment longer, as if he wanted to say more but shook his head and left.

JADE Three weeks of living with Madison O’Connell felt like sharing an apartment with a ghost who had an attitude problem. She didn't slam doors. She didn't throw tantrums. She didn't leave her belongings scattered across the concrete floors or play loud music. Instead, she existed in my penthouse with a terrifying, serene grace that drove me completely insane. Every morning, she was up at six, sitting at the kitchen island in a sleek cashmere sweater, sipping Earl Grey tea and reading corporate financial reports or classic novels while I stumbled out of my room looking like I’d been hit by a truck.

invite Madani back with a little smile. Salsa nodded and started to get into Madani's luxury car. The car moves very fast. Luckily there were no red lights along the way. Seems like a red light pity me today. Madani just continued to focus on driving. You guys need to know, I can't drive, so if I see someone driving my head will get dizzy. So I decided to look out the window instead of my head out the window, haha. But my eyes that continue to focus on seeing the passing of things or objects on the side. Akh, actually I'm confused to describe everything, so I'll just say the scenery is very beautiful.

Tina interrupts her "saint? Aunty Tade you fall my hand. Any man be saint for this life? Unless you never catch them o! I no go lie you, na madam dey feed her family with this work wey she dey do, Oga no get shishi! All the money wey madam keep for Oga madam account na e Oga madam dey spend ontop all this girls wey their leg be like chicken skin" "AHHH!" Tade shouts while Tina continues "Madam just dey honour am with the head of the house title, na she gan gan be the head of the house, everything na Madam neck e dey, na why e pain her reach bone, na God save the girl, Madam for kill am"

the lady greeted “Oh..oh, Puma. That’s a nice name. I’m Madeline. Nice to meet you.” “Please, breakfast would be ready in a few minutes. Please don’t be angry.” “I’m not angry. I just came here to get a can of water.” Saying this, Madeline walked out of the kitchen and slumped on the couch for all she cared. She was so exhausted from the week’s activities and realized that she was getting lazier by the day. Surely she was.