Madeline Crawford Novels & Stories

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

I hope the interview went well and you got the job. Take care of yourself, find a man to support you, you're pretty, you'll soon get something with someone in the new job, focus on the CEOS, you were born for greatness, don't settle for employees like you did at the mansion, they're no longer just an option for fun, catch the biggest fish and hook it with your vagina. Love, Mom!

Gavin looked beside him and saw the head maid, looking at Madison. “She’s been in a daze ever since she came here. Her tea went cold after a sip. We let Chowie out because we thought that she would at least play with him, but I guess Chowie could feel what she feels right now.” I also thought that Chowie might help to improve her mood. She was always playing with Chowie. But now, whenever her eyes land at Chowie, she smiles but there’s a bit of longing in her expression. Madison before would find a way to ease her boredom. Just like how she went back to painting, trying cooking and even gardening. She would just sleep in her free time and probably rode her hoverboard wherever she goes.

"I don't understand why I have to agree," "Come here," Madelyn wrapped her fingers around my wrist and pulled me towards a store named 'Senõrita'. "Good evening ma'am," the woman inside, walked towards us. "How may I help you?" "What's your name?" Maddie asked looking at her. "Chrissy," "Okay, Chrissy, we need to seduce a man," Madelyn snapped. "Twenty nine; 6'2"; taken, Spanish and hot," "Oh," Chrissy seemed to be baffled. "How hot exactly?" She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

However, just like in every teen movie out there, there will always be at least one maverick who has no interest in conforming to the 'school rules. You might have guessed it already but yes, I was the maverick in question, but it wasn't just me, I had companions. Andy and Chris have always been my partners-in-crime so people barely batted an eye at their choice, but the one whose decision really left them flabbergasted was none other than Maddie. Madeline Baltimore, the only child of the Baltimores, was widely known for her good temper, gentility as well as beauty. She was literally the model of what I thought a real socialite should look like.

She always seemed to be buzzing around Kaplan, but he didn’t seem to even care. “Well, hello, my hot anthropologist. What discoveries are we looking for today? I hope it’s me.” Maddison “Maddie” Clark was beautiful. She had long straight red hair. Freckles kissed her ivory skin. She put her light pink lips into a seductive pout staring intensely at Kaplan.

“Please leave my mother out of this. She worked hard for your sons. In fact, they are happy my mother is there to take care of them instead of you doing it. I am not doing anything wrong, Mrs. Mavkos, and I harbor no ill intentions toward Jagger or his brothers.” “Ha! You can't fool me, you tramp!” She poked my forehead aggressively, pushing it back. I slapped her hand away and glared at her sharply. She looked absolutely incredulous at my defiance. “You seem to forget that you’re just an uneducated maid. Do you really think people like us will ever accept you? Do you honestly believe you are worthy of any of my sons? There is only one woman suited for them, and that is Madison Hart, known a

Emma money in exchange for the baby to be born. She is a materialistic woman, so she accepted, I offered her not only many millions, I also told her she could have surgery after the baby, so that she would not have children and if she wanted something aesthetic and she accepted. But she is so greedy that before Emily was born she wanted double the money and several properties that she had and also the divorce, it hurt me and in loneliness I cried again, I couldn't believe that all that was happening to me, but I really loved myself. daughter from the minute I realized her existence, so I accepted, because I would simply give everything I have for my princess, but I did it with one condition

With fair hair like the maidens of Tvari and her olive skin betrayed the fact that she was not from Revillion. Madam Claire was not a lot of things but she was beautiful and knew how to manipulate men. She honed her beauty and used it like a weapon. She wore the heavy skirts of the Revillonian women, in a royal purple color. Her skirts were made with quality material and lined with gold thread. She had money and she flaunted it. Around her middle she wore a forest green corset, laced so tightly, her breasts looked like they would pop out of her outfit. And resting between her revealed cleavage was a gold medallion.

When my son, Jasper, came home with Maeve Leighton, I was in the kitchen instructing the housekeepers to decant the wine, grill the steaks, arrange the tableware, and set up the party hall. Maeve praised me to Jasper, "The cake your mom made is so beautiful. But look at me—I don't know anything." Jasper replied with disdain, "What's so great about this? Any housekeeper at home could do it. Ms. Leighton, you know archery, the law, and investment. You're also beautiful. My mom simply can't compare with you."