Madeline Pendelton Novels & Stories

Moon grabs my arms at the elbows and his eyes drill mine. “It’s too late. You’re already a part of it. You’re injured and have had two concussions in less than a week. You need to heal and stay hidden until I know what’s happening. Penny Dandridge is dead, Madison. The next body will not be yours.”

Sara’s other health problems were also left in the past. Sara grew into a beautiful young woman, with long black hair, long legs, and a full figure. Just like her mother, she never failed to attract attention wherever she went. Can you guess what profession Sara chose? She was studying plastic surgery and was quite a successful student. But for now, let’s go back to Magdalena. Magdalena… A young woman full of life, energy, hope, and sexual desire. The same woman who had committed horrific crimes, who had arranged for her lover to kill her husband, then killed her lover herself, dumped their bodies into a ravine, and burned them both.

Everyone knows me as a gentle and calm wife. On our wedding night, my husband, Julian Chapman, sleeps with another woman. I tell myself that it's part of being married and that I should be understanding. He blows through the 30,000 dollars I brought into the marriage. I kept my silence. Then, he brings home one mistress after another. I pour them drinks myself. When his gambling debts finally catch up with him, he sells me to a brothel without a second thought. "This is my wife. She's quiet, obedient, and easy to deal with. Take her instead. Do whatever you want with her." I laugh. He has no idea that I had a reputation before I ever married him. They called me the Queen of Hell. I ha

The woman sitting across from us in the fortified compound looked nothing like the mother Damien had mourned for years. I held Damien’s hand tightly as we sat in the quiet study of Marcus Vance’s estate. The room smelled of old wood and leather, with soft lamplight casting long shadows across the walls. Madeline Hale, or whatever name she used now, sat with perfect posture in a high backed chair. Her hair was silver where it had once been dark, and her face carried lines that spoke of years spent in hiding. She was alive, but the woman in front of us was profoundly changed, her eyes carrying a haunted depth that made my chest ache.

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.

All we wanted was to be Jacob and Sadie and be free. I found a woman by the name of Doctor Riley Kim. She is a well-known Psychiatrist here in Baker with a hell of a reputation. She is also very expensive and hard to see. I got an appointment for Sadie and me two weeks after Sadie turns eighteen. We hoped she would work with us once we told her our situation. We needed her to see Sadie as a mentally healthy woman. We needed her to see how wrong Sadies reports were. The only thing we worried about was how the doctor could get ahold of Sadies records without giving our location away. It wasn't going to be easy, but we had to try something.

Mary Redferne I didn’t sleep well, firstly because I am not in my bed, and secondly, because that kiss messed me up. I couldn’t stop thinking about Joseph Lachlan. My mom is a big fan of his mother as she is one of the few women who smashed through the patriarchy and built a business for herself. My mother loves Joseph a lot too; she says he is a good person, which is a rare thing nowadays. Obviously, she never met them, but she reads a lot of articles about them.

she gargled with some of her spittle going onto the mounds of ground meat on the grill, the diner wasn’t know for its cleanliness anyways, “You’re never gonna make it out of Midnight Bay Aurora Thompson. You’re just gonna be a waitress for the rest of your life.” Madeline was a nasty woman, everyone knew it. Red frumpy hair, pale as a ghost and two yogurts away from a heart attack. She was also my aunt, the only woman willing to give an orphan like me a job in a cold and leery town like Midnight Bay. I hated her so much and yet, she’s the only living member I know of. “Goodnight Madeline.” I muttered, grabbing my jacket from the coat rack, and the half painted easel behind the back door. She

Her dentition was perfect and her eyes were the faintest shade of grey. Frankly speaking, nothing about her physical appearance sparked my interest or attention. “Hello,” her voice was even as she stretched her arm for a handshake. “My name is Madeline Grant.” “It’s nice to meet you, Madeline. I’m Caleb.” I willed a polite smile on my face as I accepted her handshake. “Caleb Bancroft,” her voice carried awe. “Your mother is a lovely person.” I smiled in appreciation and beckoned on a waiter. “So, tell me about yourself,” I said, after we placed our orders. “That is the essence of the date, is that not so?”

As Elliot drove, I turned to him and asked, "What kind of person is Madeline?" Elliot sighed softly, keeping his eyes on the road. "Seraphina," he began, "Madeline is someone no one can find fault with. She's gorgeous, intelligent, and elegant. When she walks with Alfred, they look like the perfect couple. Even Garfield would agree."