Maddie Phantom Novels & Stories

"I'm not going to run away anymore." Azfarin cried and said to the him. She had not yet regained her breath. Xavier looked around and then he looked at the helpless girl standing in front of him. She looked like a nineteen year old girl in terms of her size. ۔ The black shirt was covered with dirt, and the hair on her face and neck was scattered. The insanity of this black man was now well understood. Xavier immediately shook his head. "Look, there's no time to listen to your nonsense. Run now."

I flicked her hand away from me but she just laughed. Maddy has a pixie haircut with red highlights. She's wearing a color grey sleeveless knitted crop top with and black ripped jeans. She has a few small tattoos in her arms in minimalist styles. Maddy has milky soft skin and a nice curvy body. She's still single even with an attractive facade. I think maybe because of her not so good personality. She's a little sarcastic and frank when it comes to giving people her opinions and advice. People always find her personality and attitude offensive. But I can say that it's also her trademark, she's just too honest and some people just can't take it lightly. “Ya! It’s been a while. Do you still ta

A small, grey haired woman seemed to appear out of thin air. “Oh my days,” she gasped, “what happened to you?” she exclaimed. “Maddie, run and fetch the doc. Apologise for the early wake up call but tell him it’s urgent.” Maddie, a young, brunette girl with freckled cheeks and a button nose, ran off to do what Lileth had asked her.

Maybe because she wasn't with their uniform yet. Blue: I... I'm a maid here and I was instructed to clean your room. Belinda : huh. Maid? Wait.... Are you one of the new maids? Blue lifted up her head and then Bel caught a full glance at her face and her eyes widened. Blue: yes Belinda : gosh! You're really pretty. And you're not on makeup. Wait..... Are those Blue eyes? Jeez, Adrian's gonna love you Blue : huh. Please who is Adrian?

Chloe snapped her fingers in the air and yelped, "Yeah, that's it! I'm dying to know if it's true." "Yes, it is. This plane is custom and equipped with an anti-missile system," Defne confirmed enthusiastically. "Aside from that this also carries a stable for transporting horses and the like, a full-choked bar, a gym, a garage space, a compact chapel, and a large jacuzzi bath decorated with LED lights inside Mr. Greyson's pad."

"She suffers from FOMEFT." Fear of Missing Every Fucking Thing. A smile starts to form on my lips. Madison, my younger cousin, actually came up with that term herself. The most predictable thing about her is her unpredictability when it comes to sleep. It strikes me as odd that Perth, the person before me, is aware of these specific details about Maddie. But then again, he is her personal bodyguard. He has been assigned to protect Madison since she turned sixteen. If there's anyone who knows her daily routines and habits, it's him.

Clara defended. “There is just something about you, you think the world revolve around you but you're just a pained bitch” “What! Look at you. You flock around me. I'm the queen bee of this school” “Queen bee, have you checked your I*******m followers lately filled with fake bot. Maddie is the chick here and yeah she winning over you and all the guys are all over here” “Move on bitch, you're just a fake bitch with a fake daddy. I doubt you're even under insurance. Claim to have a rich daddy but all you do is to move around f*cking every guy”

“I had a slight headache that day,“ I admitted. It was partially true. Aiden's revelation of having been stalking me for the past three months did give me a slight headache. Zagreb's fingers brushed my cheeks. “You don't feel sick anymore.“ Shit. Get your fucking hands off me! “Yes, I'm all better now. Thanks for your concern.“ Right on cue, Constance walked in. “Doctor, your first patient has arrived.“ “Send her in.“ Turning to face Zagreb, I added, “I have a patient now. If you don't mind.“ “Sure. I'll be taking my leave. I'll see you after your shift is over?“

“What about you?” I turned toward Maddie and tucked my blanket more tightly around my shoulders. “Have you been seeing anyone lately?” “God, no.” The look of immediate disgust on her face was so dramatic that I started laughing before she'd even finished answering. “Recently it's been nothing but guys exactly like that one.” She gestured vaguely toward the woods where our unwanted visitor had disappeared. “Models?” “Young models.” She emphasized the word young as though it were a medical diagnosis. “Freshly legal, devastatingly attractive, built like Renaissance sculptures, and somehow possessing the internal depth of a luxury apartment staged for an open house.”

What! My breath caught in my throat as my finger frantically tapped the link. The page loaded to reveal a hot, dashing picture of Maddox—the kind of shot I would have dared to fantasize about under normal circumstances, but I completely bypassed the photo and scrolled straight down to the anonymous blog text. It was mostly a bunch of speculative nonsense about him brutally rejecting Wendy at the door, but as I scrolled further, my eyes locked onto a second attached image. It was a blurry, candid shot taken near the upstairs hallway. It was dark, but there was a distinct silhouette of a guy—