Madeleine Phantasms Novels & Stories

Soon, I'll publish his offspring's story, which would be darker, of course. But guys, I don't want to do it now. Actually, I believe writing isn't what you do in a hurry and by doing that, I don't want to ruin the story, so you've to wait and I promise, I'll give you something better than Madness. For that, just remember my penname, Mastaani. You'll find the second book of Da'ud's family soon. Thank you for giving your time, Stay blessed and stay happy, and untill Da'ud's next book, give a chance to my another book, ‘Loving You Is A Risky Game’. It's a werewolf and vampire romance and I believe you'll like it. Love you, xoxo;)

When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur. My mind flits back to how he found my diary that night. What would have happened if he never found out what was written in it? Would we be exactly as we were in the past, lusting for each other from afar? Not every attraction should be acted on. The next time I fantasize about someone I shouldn’t, I will remember this. _____

I shoved all the snack wrappers and trash into the bag and crossed the rock over to Madelaine. “What? Why? I was hoping we’d stay till it’s dark,” she whined. “The sun is setting anyway,” I said, holding out my hand to her. “C’mon...” “Maddy, there’s a boat approaching and I cannot tell if it’s a hundred percent safe, so we have to leave now!” I explained. She took my hand and got up, and then I carried her and crossed back to the slope and walked back up with Winter. “Can Winter eat humans? Or like raw meat?” Madelaine asked, leaning into me.

Dante grinned, “She asked for the wall stuff.” “Doesn’t mean the rest of us wanted the acoustics,” I shot back. “She screamed his name like it was a hymn,” Raphael added, looking up from his phone. “Pretty sure I crossed myself by accident.” Claire glared at all of us. “Enough. You’re traumatizing our guest.” I glanced at Madeleine. She wasn’t traumatized. Her cheeks were pink, but her eyes were bright, sparkling even, like this mess of a breakfast circus was the most alive she’d felt in a while. She looked at me, then looked away just as quickly.

I gave her a small smile. " I saw Mofe walking out, is all good?" I nod. "She went to the bathroom". "Okay, then, I'll be back soon". I nod and out my airpods on, my phone dinged. I clicked on the album by Joeboy that Tochi shared with me on Spotify. The beat flooded my ears making me a sudden saccharine rush. I felt a sudden relieve something i haven't felt in totality since that night after socials but that was soon gone when from the wall facing me emerged Lola's ghost. Everything around her was a blur, she was the only clear thing in sight. She had let her high bun out in a fro. Do ghosts change their looks?

—DAWNSPIRE CASTLE, SUNSTONE PEAKS, AETHERIA— Madeleine's mind reeled with what Dante had said. "Phoenix?" she whispered to herself. The word hung in the empty air, impossible and absurd. She let out a nervous laugh, running her hands through her hair. "Ridiculous."

That's what I learned during those times I've missed her. And she's ignoring me the whole day again. She's really eager to leave. She doesn't want me in her life. It's obvious and I keep disregarding the conspicuous. "No..." A faint voice stopped me from typing on my laptop. It's a woman's voice... A very familiar voice. Did I hear that right? Or am I just hallucinating? Nonetheless, I began again working on my laptop again. There's no way this house is haunted. My parents built this mansion before they got married.

Madeline questioned sternly with the last trace of her consciousness. In her gradually blurring vision that was getting more and more distant, Madeline saw Ryan's lips curling unhurriedly. In the next moment, she heard his deep and demonic voice saying, “A magical reagent that can make you obedient and sand your sharp edges down at the same time.” “...” Madeline certainly did not believe that there was any magic in this world, so it was likely something terrifying that Adam had developed. She could not guess exactly what it was before she fell unconscious again.

The gravity of Nyx's situation weighed heavily on her, and she longed for a brief respite from the intensity of her work. Entering her apartment, Athena felt a sense of weariness settles within her. She needed something to lift her spirits and provide a momentary escape. In an effort to brighten her mood, she reached for her phone and selected a lively WHERE SHE GOES to fill the room. The vibrant beats and infectious rhythm had always been a reliable source of energy for her, capable of momentarily transporting her to a different state of mind.

Using her fingerprint, he unlocked the phone and quickly opened her messaging app. The latest chat records came into view with a tap. Mackie: "Hey, babe. Those three idiots have already locked that bitch in the greenhouse." Katie: "You're amazing! They never suspected you?" Mackie: "Suspect me? Ha, those three fools only feel sorry for me. A few tears, and they'd hand me their hearts. Bianca is powerless against me." Katie: "What about your graduation thesis?"