Maddox Hatter Novels & Stories

My uncle didn't have power when he was in control but after his death, he got them all; power, wealth and even his asshole was enlarged not literally. I've been trying to find the infamous hitman so that I can end him for good but it was impossible until he killed one of my friends. He ended the life of the third best weapons' dealer, Jeremy, and unknowingly grabbed my attention. If he hadn't made that kill, I would've never found out where he was or who he was. Alessio Romano. Jeremy was the one who would supply me with the weapons I needed. When he died, I hacked into his mansion's footage and saw how he was killed by the Alessio who carelessly revealed that he was The Shadow., his code n

I do need to talk to her though because she knows more about these hunters than I do. “ alright! Madam Charlotte said if you would like to speak to her about the hunters you must apologize for being a dick” Creed said coming into the office slamming the door behind him “ being a dick? That’s really the word she used?” I asked tilting my head at him a bit “ no, but it works better than the kind polite words she used.” He shrugged, crossing his arms against his chest “ so are you going to apologize? Or do I need to do it for you?” He asked scrunching his eyebrows together

Nate’s hand rested on the gear shift. “Or maybe he likes you.” The words hung there, and Liora turned in her seat. The stranger had taken a few steps closer, still well outside their space, but he was no longer pretending he wasn’t interested. Nate rolled the window down halfway. “You need something?” he called. The man walked the rest of the way. Up close he was even taller, and he was confident without being loud. “Name’s Maddox. Couldn’t help noticing the two of you. You looked like you were having a good night.”

The door opened. Maddox stood in the corridor light, dressed in dark trousers and a black shirt open at the throat, without his formal coat, without the Stormhaven crest, without any visible armor of rank except the power he could never fully take off. He looked tired. More than tired. The shadows under his eyes had deepened, and his hair was slightly disordered, as if he had spent too long dragging his hands through it before deciding to come. He did not step inside immediately. “May I?”

"I would assume that an Alpha in charge of a pack would have more things going for him. You disappoint me." Maddox frowned. "What am I lacking?" "Brain.", Tatiana deadpanned. "Your lack of sensibility is proving that you are just a hot piece of ass." Subconsciously, Maddox twisted his body to see his behind and mumbled, "It's a good ass." Really, no one ever complained about his physique, and he had no idea why Tatiana brought it up. Besides, if he ignored her derisive tone, it sounded like a compliment. How can a hot piece of ass be a bad thing?

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

Lifting the cup, prepared to the end but a question left the goblet halting before his lips. "Do you regret it?" Detroit's question made him whisk his gaze towards him. Meeting the questioning eyes of the person in front of him. Detroit was looking at him with empathic eyes, gone were the eyes of the guards that are doing what was ordered to him. But a person genuinely asks about the feelings of the person who might have a lot of regrets before he dies. "Do I regret betraying her?" Detroit shook his head, placing the wine on a table nearby. He stood on guard as he look at Colum's hazel eyes. "No, do you regret meeting her?" Colum could feel his breath hitches at that moment. A surge of memor

From where I am, I can only see shoes, but immediately I'm on edge. Hurrying along, pulling the strap of my purse up around my shoulder as I get to a position I can see. It's one of Caleb's teammates, Maddox, better known as Dox. He's one of the bigger guys who plays on the defensive line. Gazing down at him, I see he's completely out of it. His head tilts to the side, mouth open, and it almost looks like he's sleeping. Leaning down, I shake his shoulder. "Dox?"

I sluggishly climbed the back of the Lorry, trying to buy us time. Standing at the back, my eyes searched the road, hoping my mates would emerge, but no car came through and slowly, I began to accept that they might not arrive on time. The last of us got in the back of the truck, and the attackers communicated with themselves to get ready to leave. I was still crying when I heard a growl. I looked in the direction of the sound, and my heart soared when I saw Tiger, Vinn, and a giant brown wolf that I guess was Maxwell's wolf advancing. Their eyes locked on me, and I could feel their rage.

“What’s going on?” “Tell this crazy b*tch that I didn’t sleep with Selena,” Maddox said, his anger already rising to a scary level. He knew how he could get when he got really pissed, and he had been working on not being that kind of person. He wanted to be better, he didn’t want to do anything to tarnish his parents’ legacy. He wanted to be a really good leader and man. But it was easier said than done when he had demons. Out of nowhere, Cassie slapped the alpha hard in the face. “Call me crazy b*tch one more time. Call me a crazy b*tch one more time, Maddox!” Her voice broke and she sounded like she wanted to cry.