Maddy Perez Novels & Stories

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Their eyes constantly searched through the crowd, longing to see their daughter yet fearing her cold gaze. "She's here!" Someone gasped quietly, and the entire venue instantly fell silent. A perfectly tailored suit outlined Caio's tall, upright figure. On his arm was a woman wearing an emerald green evening gown. She wore no excessive jewelry, only a simple pearl necklace at her throat, but it set off her cool and noble temperament. The confidence and composure radiating from her bones made her seem like a completely different person from before. Gianna attended as the Madre of the Pace famiglia.

Gloria froze the moment she saw the woman clearly She wasn’t just anyone It was Maddy Grace, the hottest rising star, the woman plastered across billboards and movie posters, the kind of beauty that turned heads without trying “Hello, are you the new maid?” Maddy asked casually, shifting Lukas’s weight against her shoulder. Gloria didn’t respond For a few seconds, she couldn’t The scene in front of her blurred with something else, something buried deep in her memory. The scene before her was painfully and disgustingly familiar.

I don't think I can even go back to his penthouse. "So, this is Maddox Ventura, babe," she says suddenly, then motions for Maddox to shake my hand. "Maddox, this is my best friend, Sariel," she says, then gently pushes me toward Maddy. I turned to glare at her. This brat. If I didn’t already know Maddy, I would probably be thrilled. But since I know him, I think it's not excitement I’m feeling right now, but anxiety.

And I was clueless on how to woo her. Maybe walking around the mall would do me some good. Victoria’s Secret? Aerie? Bath & Body Works? She did like to smell good. I could pick up some candles and even some roses on the way home. She’d like that, right? I put on some clothes and grabbed my keys, opening the front door. Maddy stood in the doorway, about to knock. Her dark brown hair lay in curls down her back. She was wearing a skimpy blue halter top that made her boobs look even bigger than they were and a pair of tight white jeans.

Both Wendy and Halsey had been thriving these past years, no longer mere shadows of their former selves. Wendy's lips curved into a confident smile. "That's right. Here's to strong women." They clinked glasses, their eyes gleaming. Wendy tilted her head. "By the way, where's Maddy? You should've brought her along too." Wendy liked Madeline very much. At the mention of Madeline, Halsey's eyes sparkled with pride. "I wanted to bring her, but she's now part of the national research team. She's working on a classified rocket-launch project and only comes home once every two weeks."

MARIA'S POV I'd say Old Grandpa was the only one who was genuinely happy to see me. The rest of the people at the party had just been there as a formality. I can't blame them, I would be mad too if I had received an invitation out of the blue. But maybe I shouldn't complain. This party was for me after all, was it not? Maria Rodriguez. My name. The name that sent shivers down men's spine in my world.

Madison said, waving her hand in front of my eyes. Wow. My little Maddy had an incredible body. I mean, I already knew this. I knew it. But the actual reality of seeing her so completely was beyond what I could have conceived. Madison's taut stomach and defined arms. Her little breasts -- about the size of lemons -- so perfect and perky with tiny, pink, prominent nipples. And my hands were gripping her amazing butt cheeks. And her sensational pussy was pulsing around my dick. And her pretty, freckled face was smiling my way, in an odd kind of golden perfection. It broke my brain a little, I have to be honest. Holy fuck.

I’m the bitch. What the hell is wrong with me? I continue to push through the drunk crowd dancing on the loud floor, seeking freedom from both girls and the party entirely. I desperately need quiet and peace. I have frustrations to settle, not some two random girls expecting happily ever after from me. “And I am Madison; you can call me Maddy,” someone among the girls proclaims. Okay, that gets my attention. I spin around furiously. “What the fuck?” I partially yell, startling quite a few people around.

Sheriff Hardin slowly removed his jacket and gave it to Dylan who hung it on the coat rack behind the door. “It’s fine sir….My name is Maddy pierce.” She introduced herself; Dylan took a stand by his dad’s desk so he could monitor her reaction. He is already acting like his dad’s personal bodyguard, and his sense are quick enough to know when the energy is quite supernatural Maddy seemed pretty tensed up and scared, she was finding it difficult to talk and breathe at the same time. She kept looking around and out of the window stylishly in fear as she played nervously with her fingers.