Maddox Hatter Descendants Novels & Stories

Jace pointed at Maddox, who was sitting on the cold floor, breaking my heart. "Jace! Let him go. You are angry at me, so punish me," I whispered in hesitation, knowing that my son was hearing us. "What? No!" Jace tried looking shocked, but then he nodded and said, "I hate you all equally." "Hey, little devil, I’m your uncle, your father’s cousin, Jace!" he introduced himself to Maddox, who was too little to even comprehend why this evil man was holding us hostage. ‘’Hi uncle. I’m Maddox Charming,’’ my son was too innocent for this world. Xavier has taught him manners too, "Why are you holding a gun?" he asked with a pout on his lips.

he shouts questioning glaring at the wall. “My children and their late father are descendants of Gwanhoya!” Takada answers him from the entrance of the cave, “How do you know that name?” “I saw it in some sought of a vision or dream, I do not understand what it was but you confirming that for me means I was not hallucinating!” “I understand, that is why you passed out at that time!” “Yes, but I don’t understand, if they are her descendants why is she causing your family so much trouble?”

By the time he landed on the ground, Maddox was all wolf, growling at the night air and ready to rip any enemy into shattered bones. Where are they? A putrid rotted earth stench hit him. If evil had a scent, this was it. The odor reminded him of spoiled food topped with blood. He inhaled deeper. His fur rippled with rage. Somehow, they’d tracked his pack’s territory. Maddox thought Jake had hidden them good in the mountains, but witches were resourceful creatures. They probably took the blood or fur from the area where he and Aidan killed the others. With those items, they could’ve made a spell to locate them.

Meanwhile, a huge group of people gathered outside the hotel. “Mr. Jepperd, we have already surrounded the place. No one will be able to escape the hotel!” the police captain of the area the hotel was in, Marcus Robinson, said to a young man. The young man was the eldest son of the Jepperd family, which was the top of the Four Great Clans of Hattan. He was Waymond Jepperd. Waymond wore a playful expression. “I can’t believe the sole survivor of the Fox family massacre twenty years ago dares to return here and gouge out my sister’s eyes. This time, I will make sure he’s cut into pieces to avenge Ashlyn!”

Mystic Dragons had an even stronger sense. I knew what was going on the moment that she called me. Our paths were converging in the most unexpected way. Maddox Stark, son of the illustrious Calvin Stark, was someone that I wanted to help but fate warned me against intervening. He would be freed when the time came all because of his mate.

"But looking around this festival, I don't just see our history. I see our future." He turned his head, his gaze locking on the three warriors standing tall at the edge of the stage, the firelight catching the rich leather of their new badges. "I have never been more proud of the leaders stepping up to guide this pack," Maddox continued, his tone thickening with emotion. He swept an arm toward Zyan, Reagan, and Xander. "You all know I raised these twins to lead." A warm, fiercely paternal smile broke across his face. "But I also had the privilege of taking in a young boy who grew into an incredible man. He became our loyal Beta, and now, he is my daughter's mate. They are all my children, an

Yet the Suttons persisted. The truth was simple: none of us had any desire to inherit the empire. Rowan’s passion was law. Mine was medicine. Kai lived for the stage and the roar of his fans. But now… with the possibility of a missing sister, everything had changed. If she were found, she might be the one to inherit. She might be the Harrison Heiress. I escorted Rowan and Kai to the airport, then drove straight to the Sutton estate. Malum met me at the door with his polished charm and led me into his study. Before I could sit, he barked an order across the hall.

My condolences, fella. Maddox walked away from the body as he stood at the head of the long, mahogany table, his dark eyes scanning the map stretched out before him. His fingers traced the jagged borders of the Crescent Moon Pack, stopping just before the valley of Redwood Forest. The space where the triplets—those three handsome brothers from school resided. The Bennett brothers. Another question I shouldn’t have asked judging from how cranky and pissed Maddox looked today. But the moment their names had come up, I hadn’t been able to stop myself.

That's explain how strong his latent ability was. Maddox was once a hero of Luminous Espirious. He was the right hand of the king of Luminous, its brother. Eleven years ago, Luminous Espirious was attacked by this unknown enemies. The former king and Queen annihilated by its own Guard, Liother which was Maddox adopted son. He's the one caused the catastrophic event happened eleven years back together with the unknown forces. They thought no one survives. Until one day someone tipped them that Maddox survive but they did not know he had biological son, until that day when Nathan first met E.J. "Is it true my Queen?" The king asked in assurance.

Adam quickly volunteered to remove the covers. Pictures after pictures. Portraits, paintings, antiques, and expensive items were revealed. Luthor stared at the portraits on the wall. The latest generation has two heads of the family. One is where Hector descended. The other has an odd lineage, it's where he belongs. Only two people were listed. His late father and his mother were included by marriage. "I'm sorry, sir. Can I ask where is the photo?" Luthor respectfully inquired with his strong accent. He pointed to the blank space beside Alexander Drax. Adam was also curious about that space. Two lineages and yet only one has the mainline.