Maddy Perez Novels & Stories

Her mental shield completely crumbled, and she broke down in tears, begging for mercy. "It was Mrs. Giordano who made me do it! She offered me half a million dollars to add muscle relaxant to the anesthesia so you'd 'accidentally' hemorrhage during the surgery. I was forced into it!" The recorder was still humming softly. After releasing her hand, I threw the syringe to the ground and crushed it under my foot. "Get out! And tell Elena I'll settle this score with her sooner or later!" The nurse scrambled away in a panic.

“Just a bit more.” Soon, I felt it. His warm cum spurted into my mouth. Once he'd pulled out, I coughed it all out. “Stand, Darrel,” he commanded. Like a puppet, I rose to my feet. “Sit down.” Again, I obeyed, plopping down onto the chair right across from him. Aiden opened up the pizza box. “Eat.” Reaching out for a pizza slice, I munched on it. “How does the pizza taste?” he asked. “Like my cum?”

Destroying someone on the Internet is too easy nowadays. Seeming to remember something, Andrea continued, "Oh, right. Mr. Lazaro calls this woman Maddy. I definitely heard it right. Several times when he was drunk, he mumbled that name. How's that for information?" When he heard the nickname Maddy, Felix pretty much guessed that Bazzo really did know Madeline. Just as Andrea said, it might just be a small card. But if someone in Yartford saw Madeline, her reputation would be totally ruined.

Even I was tempted to run over and grab him when I saw Maddy standing in front of him. She looked so tiny in the jean shorts she wore that exposed her thighs, and the small crop top that bared her tummy. Her hair was styled in a single braid and rolled at the top. Coupled with her red lipstick, she looked like she was about to go somewhere, but I knew she wasn't. From what I heard, Maddy loved being on makeup all the time. The girl was crazy. I worried she'd attack the kids or something, considering who they belonged to.

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.

Aliyah’s heart skipped. He was bringing his wife. Here. To this corner of the estate. To her prison. “Elena,” she said, her voice rising, “why would she be here?” “I don’t know,” the maid said honestly. “But if she’s here, it means he’s making decisions. And you should be ready for whatever comes next.” *** Mandy Perez was beautiful. Not just rich-woman beautiful. She had the kind of calculated beauty that screamed designer clinics, curated genetics, and a stylist with no conscience. Everything about her was flawless — right down to the gleaming white smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

"And what do you do, Maddy?" "I'm still in college." Maddy's tone had gone flat, guarded, the way it did when she'd decided someone rubbed her the wrong way before they'd finished a full sentence. "I don't know if your friend filled you in on that itty-bitty detail — his wife is a student too. Apart from that, I also own a café." "College? How old are you?" "Freshly out of my teens. Twenty." Maddy said it with a smile, clearly enjoying the way Zac's face fell.

Everyone knew I was crazy for Mandy Willow, and tragically so. Ever since I fell for her at first sight, my loyalty never wavered as I swore to myself that I'd never marry anyone else. But Frank Young the hellraiser was the one she ever loved! For his sake, she lied to me and gaslighted me for years, even working with him to plan my parents' murder, stealing my sister's organs and all my family's fortune. I died as I learned the truth, overwhelmed with resentment and regret! When I opened my eyes again, I was back in my senior year, when I had confessed my love to her. But this time, I would not let the same thing happen again. Instead of helping her to destroy my own family, I would

She didn't look defeated; she looked consumed by a dark, arrogant pride that made my blood run cold. “You can push me away all you want, Louis,” Maddy said softly, a dark, chilling smile slowly returning to her lips as her hand reached behind her to grasp the brass door handle. She leaned her shoulder against the wooden frame, looking at me with absolute certainty. “But I hope you’re aware... I never lose a competition.”

His face visibly softened for a split second and then immediately hardened again. Hi guys! I'm Madi, I'm from Australia and I love to read and write! I'm a self proclaimed writer and adventurist. I love nature and exploring the boundaries of fiction. Thank you for reading my stories! "Let me show you your new office" he led me down the hall to a silver door with a name plaque hanging on it 'Miss Madeline Slate'