Maddy Perez Novels & Stories

Maddy replied. Maddy dressed and headed for home. No one knew about her secret life - not her parents, not her classmates at school, not even her best friend. Maddy had been meeting married men for sex since she turned eighteen. She preferred them to the boys at school. They were too inexperienced and unable to satisfy her dark desires. She liked her sex hard and rough, and without strings. Married men were perfect.

"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.

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.

But her mother hadn't told or explained anything to her, and that had touched her deeply. They had a special bond, four hands on one stomach, so to speak. But those events had broken her confidence and left a scar on her soul. The contact with her grandmother had intensified after that. Maddie smiled. Omem was a herbalist, a Wicca, a witch as she used to call herself. She always had a pill, an herb, or a tea for everything. She loved painting and being creative. She worked with young people who were struggling and sometimes it seemed like she had a youthshelter in her big house. Maddie met a lot off young people there, whom she had never seen before. And who would have spent the night there.

I flicked her hand away from me but she just laughed. Maddy has a pixie haircut with red highlights. She's wearing a color grey sleeveless knitted crop top with and black ripped jeans. She has a few small tattoos in her arms in minimalist styles. Maddy has milky soft skin and a nice curvy body. She's still single even with an attractive facade. I think maybe because of her not so good personality. She's a little sarcastic and frank when it comes to giving people her opinions and advice. People always find her personality and attitude offensive. But I can say that it's also her trademark, she's just too honest and some people just can't take it lightly. “Ya! It’s been a while. Do you still ta

The friendship among the four was formed easily, and they’d been that way ever since. Out of the four of them, Lacey previously considered herself to be the most grounded relationship-wise. Maddy was studying to be a teacher, much to her parent’s dismay, and didn’t have much of a dating life. Also, after a one-night stand with a stranger that left her with much more than she bargained for, she had no time nor interest in dating.

"Where the hell have you been Maddy? You're late! I don't think you are fit for this job, and just a little warning, the next time you come in late there will be consequences.” Maddy had gotten the job 2 months ago as an assistant publisher for one of the biggest publishing companies in the world "Keaton Publisher." This was her dream job. After leaving her hometown in Pennsylvania at 24 years, she went all the way to New York for a better opportunity. At first, it was difficult but then she met her roommate Ella who became her best friend. She worked as a store attendant for 2 years before she got her big break. When the opportunity came to work in Keaton she went straight for it and with h

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."

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

I sigh gently and roll my eyes at her, following after the young blonde man without another word, into the obscenely big and luxurious building, our heels muffled by the soft carpet. Madelaine Malvak. Maddy for friend and Miss. M. for those who worked for me and with me. A twenty one years old young gold medalist. A ballet dancer, that is. Sounds like a lot, doesn’t it? Sounds a bit too pretentious, but it is a childhood dream come true.