Madelyn Cline Hot Novels & Stories

“My fate with Linnie will not be so short-lived. She isn’t.” Karen listened to Jeremy with a confused look on her face. She stood motionless and had nothing to say anymore. On the other side, Carter had also asked some people to look around. However, they could not find anything about Madeline. On the contrary, he saw a trending tweet online about Eveline, the young madam of the number one wealthiest family in Glendale—the Whitmans. Last night, she was seen having fun with a few men in the club. After he opened the picture on the viral tweet, the face of the woman in the picture did belong to Eveline.

" These college students are horny sluts." " And they're so hot." Jade mutters and bites her lip. " What about you, Lauren? Any love letters from your male students?" Madelyn asks. " Nah. I'm not that interesting to ask out." " What? Girl, you're so beautiful and you know that." Madelyn says. " And we don't seem to ignore the fact that McKenzie wants you real bad." Jade smirks, and I notice the smirk didn't reach her eyes. I'm right, she likes the slutty professor.

The guy caught up with her and grabbed her hand. "What are you doing? Let me go" Madelyn said with a stern look. "It's not what you're thinking, she is just..." "Did I ask for an explanation" Madelyn cut in and freed herself from his hold, she walked back to their table, took her purse and walked out of the club. On getting to her car, she texted Clara about leaving before dropping her phone, after which, she drove off. ****MONDAY, MACPHERSON'S MANSION****

We arrive at a clearing where four others are gathered—three guys and a woman. The guys look like typical rogues—rugged, half-shifted in places, one of them with a scar running down his jaw. The woman, though… she stands out. Thin. Wild eyes. Jittery fingers. “Madeline, meet Claw,” Ruby says, nodding toward her. “Don’t stare too long. She bites.” Claw grins at me, sharp teeth visible. “Only if they scream,” she says with a voice like gravel soaked in honey.

Claire pulled back, and shook her head vehemently. “I will not be tricked by you. Not now, at least. No matter how hot you are.” Claire said, and John scoffed, winking at her. He reached for another wing, and devoured it while Claire watched, salivating. “Shower quickly.” She said. **** "What did I miss?" Claire asked the second they reappeared. "Magdalena has formally admitted that her preference for short, bald men is a fetish," Nikita reported. “No way!” Claire gasped in disbelief.

“He already thinks I’m weak.” Chanel sat up. “And you’re not, Maddie” Madeline stared back at the woman looking at her in the mirror. The woman staring back didn’t look weak. She looked dangerous. Her phone buzzed on the dresser. One message. Mr Devil Collin: Running late or running away? Madeline hissed as her eyes reached for the sky. Typical jerk. She typed back. Madeline: I’m coming. Almost immediately, another message arrived. Mr Devil Colin: Good. Max is already here.

Felicia said as she poured a glass of milk for the Old Madam. Milk helped people sleep. The Old Madam said she couldn't sleep, so Felicia gave her a glass of milk to help her sleep. The Old Madam knew Felicia’s intention. She took the milk with a smile. "I guess Clay's daughter couldn't wait any longer, so she smeared Syd on the Internet. She couldn't stand Julien and Syd being together. She's worried she'll never have a chance." "I don't understand what girls are thinking today. Why would she do such a disgraceful thing? She's Miss McDaniel. Why does she want to get involved in other people's relationships?" Felicia said with a look of contempt.

“All your fault. They now think I'm a shameless gold digger. I like this gown though. Well, they just gave me a hint. I should buy one of these every week and watch you go bankrupt, haha,” Madeline joked though her face burned red in anger. Keeping calm when insulted was her thing but Claire has a ability to make her super angry and all flared up.

She knew time was running out and she had no choice but to approach Clara, one of the famous girls in her department known for aborting her unwanted pregnancies. Clara was having a chat with a guy by her locker when Madeline approached her. On any normal day Madeline never dreamed to ever initiate a mere conversation with such people who didn't value their future but her own situation had lead her towards this point. She slowly walked up to Clara and the guy hitting on Clara took notice of Madeline. Madeline strapped her hand tightly on her bag strap and seemed to looked everywhere.

She had just gotten off the phone with Celine and was so annoyed that she left her customer at the club behind. "That’s your fault, too. You got too complacent with her. You were too hopeful that if she just made herself look like Rihanna, Dustin would fall into your trap. Didn’t you notice? That woman got too comfortable with her life as a famous model and Dustin’s fiancée." Madeline said coldly as she sat in her wheelchair. "Where’s my hot tea?" she added, groping for the center table in front of her where the cup was placed. Shane quickly handed it to her.