Madam Book Novels & Stories

I placed my books back, hoping I could put a smile to whomever buy them. I knew the craze over Midnight. I’d seen it beforehand on the internet. But it didn’t occur to me how fascinated a woman like Emma and her niece were with the book, and how it boosted the sales. I grabbed two more books. I’d rather buy books from small businesses as she had. When I got back to the counter, Mad was still chatting with Emma, but had two leather bracelets with silver and golden locks. “Here.” Mad put the bangle with a golden lock around my wrist.

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The initial coldness along with the air of wealth slowly melts away as I softly mumble, “Home.” My moment of calm is cut short when the door opens up and a middle-aged woman in a maid’s uniform steps into the doorway. She smiles and announces, “Madam has informed me of your anticipated arrival. Please follow me.” Madam. Who is she talking about? I step inside and follow the maid straight into the living room just off the main doorway. I politely wait for her to motion towards the couch before I sit down. As I step past her, she announces, “I’ll go tell Madam that you are here. Do you want anything while you wait?”

The older woman asks, her voice hoarse. "H-huh?" Eleanor shutters, she stared at the woman's back in confusion as they walked. "No, I don't," she found herself replying to her. The older woman scoffed, angrily. "Indeed" she muttered but Eleanor heard her. They came to a sudden halt in front of a wooden door, the older woman correlated with the doorknob while she spoke to Eleanor again... "I am madam Madison, head of the servants here," she introduced. And then, they both went inside the room.

Mona smiled, “Yes it’s me. The one and only Mona.” Barlene’s face lifted quickly in a smile. Upon walking outside from the counter, Rose could see better of the beautiful face of the tall woman who had owned the bookstore. Her lips were in a pink color. She looked tired as though she hadn’t slept and loved to wore the darkest shade of color. “Oh my lord,” Barlene whispered, “I thought you have died ripped by werewolves back in Agios since I have never received and respond back from your last envelope.” “Hey hey are you cursing me or are you relieved to see me back,” Mona clicked her tongue twice and stepped side. She settled her hand on Rose’s shoulders, gathering Barlene’s attention toward

She was in the middle of reading a thick book. “Oh, alright.” Ana smiled and returned to her book. Maddie could see the title. It was another book about history. "Such a little reader," Maddie remarked and turned to leave. She didn’t expect to take long to change and put the shirt in some water. That should help stop the stain. Maddie nodded as she turned to catch one last glimpse of the two. Ana seemed absorbed in her book as Mykhol laid out a complete mess. They should be fine. Maddie assumed so. She would be quick, anyway. And with that, Maddie closed the door and set out.

Attractive people dressed in uniform work diligently. Soon, an older woman in a long, flowing, red dress says, "Hello, young ladies. I'm the Head Mistress of this home, Madame Knight, but everyone calls me Mama." Mama is wonderful. She leads us to a lovely suite. Surprisingly, the room is modern but has ritualistic aspects. Once Mama leaves, Maureen checks the drawers and says, "No Bible?" Suddenly, she drops to the floor and looks underneath the bed. I laugh, "What are you doing?"

Hazel doesn’t like comics because they are mostly sexually explicit and all sexual scenes are arranged. We both barely have a thing in common; if we were a couple, then red flags would be all that could be seen. I began reading this comic book, Demoralized Plaything. It was quite interesting, but it ended quicker than I expected. Just when I was about to begin on Jinx, a maid came in. "Miss Maddy." She called, alerting me. I slowly raised my head up from my phone to see her gazing at me with a soft smile on her face.

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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