Maddy Kendzior Novels & Stories

My sisters voice yelled though the house. " Hey when did you get here?" I asked picking up both little ones that ran right for me. My sister and Erik made some beautiful girls. Aarya and Penelope both very gifted and very smart. They make my kids look like chumps. But they will still be able to go head to head in a fight. Penelope makes Katie laugh so hard that she pees herself so we make sure them two stay where we can see them. Penelope can control the elements and Aarya can control time. They are only 9 years old but coming along better than Briella did when she was 9. I remember when she found out they had powers she was freaked and didn't know if she could handle them. But I told her sh

Not that I'm judging her, but it is surprising. "Using me for my connections like all the others?" I joke, but she just rolls her eyes and punches me lightly. Madison is a beautiful girl. Tall, black skin, brown-honey eyes and long brown hair. Damon would call her an... eight. Any eight, nine or ten is always welcome at Tundra, "You know you can use me as much as you want. If you want a job, you've got it." "Oh, Ady, thank you," she says, hugging me again, "I just want to make the most of my youth while I can. I can always go back to being a boring lawyer later."

She took a deep breath and sighed many times to calm herself. It will only take nine months, right? Soon as she delivers the child, she will be set free. That’s what the Alpha said the first time they met. “You got this, Emily,” she whispered. ‘Of course, you will, girl. Fighting. And I can’t wait to get out!’ Leia talked. “No, Leia. I don’t know if my body can make it if I shift.” She heard Leia growl. ‘You can do it. The Alpha is handsome and damn; his biceps is so perfect—’

Though the house was old, it was neat. The girl offered us seats on the sofa and she excused herself. She came back, holding a frail and fragile old lady, dressed in a white cotton dress that pooled around her feet. Her hair was covered with a white headgear and a rosary was on her neck. Her skin was pale and wrinkled. She wore glasses on her small eyes. The girl directed her towards the rocky chair and sat her down before excusing herself from the room. "Good afternoon Miss. Dorcas, I'm Tammy Jones and this is Damon Graves. We were directed to you by Sister Magdalen from St. Mary's orphanage". I paused, my gaze wandering to Damon.

"I know you, Maddy. You're trying to catch him. That's dumb, if you ask me. Then again, I understand the paranoia. He refuse to give you a ring or get you naked." Is Medora jealous? It sounds like she is. Her younger cousin will be Luna Queen soon while she's hiding away in Oceania. That must be hard. "I'd be worried, too, if I were you. Though not enough to spy on him. You know, your life will be so much easier if you'd just chosen Alpha Jax instead of setting on your eyes on the Alpha King." There it is. Jealous bıtch. Madison lost that train of thought as Zach's car starts to slow down. Time to hang up. Just as she suspected. He's not heading to the castle.

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

They both nodded, "Understood. We'll keep digging, and we'll make sure to return with the required information." Damien nodded, watching them as they exited the office. Alone again, he let his mind wander, already forgetting the loads of files he had to sort through as he had just heard the most baffling news, since a while. Madison Connor... One and only star girl, and most pretty girl In Kettlesworth back then, disowned by her family… As he shook his head in disbelief, he vowed to get to the bottom of this. Yes, he would! …….

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

"Morrison transfer." "Mandy," Jake said, clearly having memorized the transfer list. "Mandy Foster. Twenty-two years old. Former Morrison Pack omega sector worker. No discipline issues, good references." He paused. "Tyler, she's an omega." "I'm aware." I shot him a look. "What, you think I care about rank?"

RIDING THE BAD BOY ZIVEN MADDOX (ML) - 32 YRS ZAYLA HOLLIS (FL) - 21 YRS ZAYLA The silence that followed after Zane's exit was thick and daring. I could feel Ziven's gaze on me, but I didn't dare return it. Unable to sit still anymore, I sat up, about to go to my room, kitchen, anywhere but here.