Maddie Rooney Novels & Stories

"So you are a widow?! How many children do you have? You are 39 years old. Your appearance is also clean. I like it," said the Old Madame who sat on the sofa. She held my application letter that contained complete files about me. The only last diploma degree that I did not attach to it. It is too high applies to be a maid, it might be rejected after. She is around 75 years old, looks very rich and classy. Silk dresses, sparkling jewelry and bun hair showed her class.

Their love of books was one of, or probably the only thing that binded the two girls together, perhaps other than the fact that they both had lost their mothers shortly after birth, and although Maddie preferred modern day fantasy books—her favorite being the Harry Potter series—to Olive's medieval books, nobody could deny that they were both avid readers. Compared to Olive, Maddie lacked what other teenage girls her age admired in super models . Olive was very tall and curvy, with white-blonde hair, stormy grey eyes, deep dimples and a pointed nose that she knew just when to wrinkle to get people to do her bidding. On the other hand, Maddie was short, too short for her fifteen years, and wa

I winced as Hailey let out an ear piercing scream in excitement. "We all made it to the next round!" Maddie exclaimed, putting her palm over her mouth. Her wavy hair was held back on her head by a pair of sunshade. She was in denim jeans and a a matching jean jacket. I watched as she practically grinned from ear to ear. "And how awesome is it that we get to start the weekend off with a party?" Not awesome at all, I thought silently.

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

Harper says brushing her long dark her over her shoulder and out of her face. Madison does a little dance twirl to show off her outfit. She is wearing a white crop tube top, rip jeans shorts showing off her long flawless legs and pink crocs that didn't look so ugly since it was decorated with charms, diamonds and pearls. Her honey blonde hair that I love is in the perfect natural curls that rested on her shoulders. Her big blue eyes look at our pretty half Indian cousin. "Of course babe, I age like fine wine." "You are 19 Maddy, not 60," I tell her. She was two years older than I am and three years older than Harper.

That gentle pat on the head made the heart of a 16-year-old girl flutter for the first time. Ω At the time Maddy was most depressed, Rosa Magnolia, her secondary school best friend called her. After graduating from secondary school, Rosa went to New York to attend high school, so it's been a long time since the two of them met, but they still call each other every week. The day Maddy moved to New York, Rosa personally drove to pick her up. She cares about her like an older sister. Maddy still wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Rosa, tonight was a good opportunity.

“Or rather bark if necessary.” Tightening my fist hard against the ground, I barked. “Woof woof.” A slow smile spread across Aiden's face, “Good boy. Like I asked earlier, are you hungry?” “Woof.” “Before you have pizza, why don't you do something that makes me happy?” My eyes widened with horror. I hoped it wasn't what I was thinking. “Oh, relax, Darrel,” Aiden chuckles, leaning back against the chair as his hands slowly begin to unbuckle his belt. “It's just a blow job.”

"Yes, Maddie is out. " "I'm here everything is fine now. "

I looked up from the floor and saw the beautiful brunette from the pictures. "Luna, this is Channing. She has just joined the pack," Allen announced. I saw her nod, then they both kinda zoned out. Probably mind linking. She gasped and quickly kneeled down to me. "What are you doing Lainee?" I heard a muffled voice in the room question. Luna, or Lainee stood up. "I'm kneeling before a warrior wolf. The Alpha of the Black Moon Warriors," she replied awestruck. Before I could even say anything a girl with black hair like Allen's popped out of the room looked at me before bowing like her Luna.

Without even bothering to get to know who I am first, she's already insinuating that I might be one of the sluts fucking with the jerk next to her. “Forgive me darling,” she chirps to me and flashes her teeth in a wide smile as she springs up on a kneeling position on the sofa, stretching forth her hand to me. Tiny tattoos of black flowers and star constellations are scattered beautifully from her wrist all the way up to her arm. “I am Madison, but you can call me Maddie,” she introduces herself. Her facial expression crunches into a slight scowl of disapproval as she scrutinizes my outfit with her winter blue eyes, “I bet you have a smexy body hidden right underneath all that, right?”