Madge Undersee Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Matteo was wrapped in bandages and wore a cast, barely able to support himself with only the right side of his body. He shoved aside the servers blocking his way and looked up at the woman high above him, still refusing to give up. The surrounding crowd erupted in shocked whispers. Who would have thought that the once invincible Underboss from Beller City had fallen to such a wretched state? "Gigi, I still can't do it..." Matteo laboriously dropped to his knees and tried to crawl up the steps.

The Great Madame is coming! All persons was suddenly busy, everyone was no exception with Mr. Kusuma. Time is running out, four hours of our time to make sure everything is okay. Moreover, Great Madam is allergic to dust. Luckily the security guard had arrived in the afternoon, so there were two security guards, Pak Maman and Bik Inah. I gather them first to divide the task. Pak Maman downstairs and roof top, Bik Inah upstairs especially the Madame's room, the security guard outside the house including the garden. I was in charge of the kitchen, preparing to welcome the great Madam including rechecking all their works.

Her eyebrows raise and her eyes sparkle, but she doesn't say anything. Maggie unfastens the strap-on harness and lets out a long sigh as she pulls the dildo from her sopping, wet cunt. Her unruly pubic hair is matted down around her bright pink pussy lips. Tossing the harness onto the floor and helping mom out of the sling, they fall on the bed, side by side in a tight embrace. Maggie has her back to me and is cuddled up to my mom, with her leg looped over my mom's side. This gives me a clear view of her dripping pussy and I watch as mom's hand slides between her pussy lips, scooping out Maggie's fresh cream.

Dorothy’s voice rings out from the kitchen, the faint clatter of pots punctuating her indignation. “Wasn’t saying it for you not to hear, Mom,” Ravenna sing-songs, her grin widening. She turns back to me, undeterred. “Seriously, Dad, what did you see in that woman? The only thing she knows how to do is burn down our kitchen.” The air fills with the faint scent of charred something—bread, maybe? Whatever it is, she’s not wrong. I grin, leaning forward. “Unfortunately, I can’t ask the Moon Goddess for a refund. I’m stuck with her for the rest of my life because the goddess made her just for me. I mean, why else would she have melons the size of my head?”

Her breathing was even. I headed for the fridge, hoping for something edible. What I found was a tragedy: one slice of pizza that had achieved sentience and two bottles of water. Madison’s apartment stung me with reality: two worlds, hers and mine, and they couldn’t have been more different. Mine was built on privilege. Hers was survival carved out of struggle, showing battles different from mine.

“But we do this my way. You don’t make a move without my signal, Sienna. Do you understand?” Sienna nodded. “I understand. Later that evening, as they drove to the location of the planned rescue, the adrenaline rush Sienna felt gave her a boldness that completely banished the fear inside of her. The abandoned warehouse was dimly lit, shadows stretching across the concrete floor. Sienna stood near the center, her heart pounding as she waited. Enzo, Luca, and Nico were hidden nearby, ready to strike. The sound of footsteps echoed through the space, and Mateo’s voice rang out, cold and mocking.

Amber Brown "DROP THAT! IT'S NOT YOURS!" His scream was shrill and terrified. I immediately twisted my body to see what was happening, and the scene was utterly terrifying. Three huge men were rummaging through our suitcases, and my mother was futilely trying to pull her vanity case where I knew her most expensive jewelry was kept. On impulse, I tried to help her, only to feel a powerful slap on my face that made me completely lose my balance. I felt dizzy, couldn't hear anything anymore, my head was spinning. I couldn't see much after that, just felt my head spinning forcefully. I kept hearing my mother's screams, the men's shouts; it was all a blur, impossible to understand what they were

Author POV - Maddie ran to her tent as soon as she saw the rogues approaching, she was sure they would be able to hold off what looked to be a group of what, 5 measly warriors? It didn’t even cross her mind that they would be able to free those trapped in the cages, just as it did not cross her mind to question how they had found the place to begin with. Sure, that guy she had taken to her tent had escaped, but it had never occurred to her that they would work out that a witch was helping them in any way.

“You’re really Blaze. How did you get so big? You’ve become very strong too. It’s like you took some kind of maturing agent. How unbelievable.” Blaze was speechless. ‘Did she just say I took a maturing agent?!’ “My mom…” “It’s alright. Your mom should be fine. I fed her a Nine Spun Golden Life Saving Pill just now. Your uncle Alex was the one who invented this great pill. So as long as she has one breath left, she will be able to survive.” Blaze was relieved upon hearing this. “Who hurt her?” Zendaya replied. “Eustace Underwood! But this man is very powerful. He is the seed of Yukon. So don’t try to force your way through. Not even your uncle Alex is a match for him…”

The room, the house was on fire. Suddenly, she couldn't see anything. She couldn't see what she was holding, couldn't see the table, or Ellie or anything. The photo... she knew that photo. Recognized it. Remembered it, somewhere in her memory. It was there. It was her. That girl was her. Clean and expensive clothes, pretty sparkling shoes, bruised and scarred body, soiled long blonde hair covering almost her whole face which reflected a purple in the picture. That girl was Madie.