Maddy Perez Novels & Stories

Mateo stopped dead in his tracks, his breath hitching sharply in his chest as he took in the scene. There she was. She was winding her waist against the brass pole, her body completely bare under the red glow for the client on the couch. As Mateo stared at her, his heart hammered violently against his ribs. He saw the intricate silver lace mask covering her eyes. He saw the distinct, incredibly long waves of dark hair falling over her bare shoulders, framing her exposed breasts exactly like the girl from his memory. He recognized the shape of her jaw, the curve of her waist, and the fierce, angry energy radiating from her very skin. It was her. The dancer from the night before.

Yesterday would have ended badly for her had the little noisy princess not saved her. "You don't have to act like you don't care, you know. You can be honest with us," Maddy says gently. "Shut up, Maddy. Don't be so soft, it doesn't suit you." Maddy is a ruthless assassin and can kill a group of elite rogues without breaking a sweat, but ever since she heard about Nessa, she's been pushing me to accept the child. She throws a pen expertly between my eyes, but I catch it.

Nobody knows what the party is even for, according to the invites ‘we will all have to find out when we get there’. I sips on my drink, I am sitting alone even there I came here with Katie, Katie and Jake are somewhere in one of the hidden corners of the hall probably making out, that’s all they do all day, not like I’m judging… okay yeah I totally am. The light went dim and Maddison Perozo walked in with Delvin by her side. Her dress brought light to the dimly room, it was sparkly and as much as I would like to be a hater I can’t… it upsets me to say that the dress is actually beautiful.

he finishes. The Alpha seems conflicted. I don’t know what he is thinking other than wanting to protect his sister. “How old is Maddie?” I ask. “She just turned 20 not too long ago; how old was Louise?” he asks quietly. “Just turned 20 not too long ago,” I reply.

"Damn, it couldn't have changed that much in six fucking months." We cut through the tables and make our way toward the dance floor. Maybe there was someone interesting along the way. Maddy spots Anthony across the dance floor leaning on the stage and starts to walk toward him. Ant sees her and starts to smile his stupid ass cheesy smile. Maddy was one of those chicks who was the center of attention when she walked into a room. She had long black hair with dark brown eyes that would cut through your soul. She was super pale, but it worked for her. I'm sure being stacked with DD tits and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of helped a lot too. She was that friend that every girl needs. Drop

I simply concentrated on my meal, ignoring the sloppy smirk sent towards me by most of the boys. "Hey Marie! I need your theoretical help.." I heard a familiar feminine voice. Looking back to the hand on my shoulder was none other than Maddy. Madison reek, yup...the Maddy wonker I I bumped into the other day. So her real name isn't wonker, its reek. I only call her wonker because of her dressing code and make up choices.. Her clothes are always over exaggerated.. Like rugs and pieces of clothes stuck together to make a handkerchief like skirt. She was indecent , not that it was any of my business how she dressed, but I always took keen note into people's behaviour.

Eliza's POV; I stare curiously at my computer's screen as the cool night's breeze blows into my partly lit room through my window. I inhale in pleasure as it cools off my skin. I do want to be beautiful. I want to make an impact. I want to prove everybody wrong, and storm the world. I want to make fame at a rate that will shock my family. However, is this pop-up legit? Will it answer all my questions and grant my wishes?

She can buy, like, 2 doughnuts and a drink with this! She ran to the bakery at the other side of the road, it was near so she didn't have to take a cab. She likes eating and buying stuff here. Everything was so sweet. "Hello!" Madie greeted the lady in the counter, she was chewing on some gum and had plenty of piercings on her ears. Pretty. "Can I have uhm-Three Chocolate Glazed Doughnuts, and uhm-a Small Strawberry Shake?" She stared at Madie for a while. 'Did I have something on my face?'

I turned around and Channing was standing there with hurt in her eyes. "Yes. Her mate is Richard Brickenden." "You mean John R. E. Brickenden?" She asked, tilting her head with confusion. "What's the R and the E for?" Was his name really not Richard Brickenden? "Richard Earkenhait. We had a run in with him back when I was just a kid." So she didn't lie about her mate, but she never told us what her mate did. She was hiding something. "Do you know what she's the Founder of?"

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.