Madhatter Novels & Stories

I muttered out loud. Another message popped up. Unknown: And try not to make my life any harder than it already is. I get the feeling you're going to be a problem. Of course it was Lucas. Me: That's a bold assumption from someone who's known me for exactly one day. Unknown: It's been a very long day. Me: Maybe you're the problem. Unknown: I'm willing to consider that. I rolled my eyes and saved his number under 'Barbie Hater' before tossing my phone onto the nightstand and sinking deeper into the mattress.

“You!You are a sadist pig asshole motherfucker that thinks he can touch any woman he wants and they won’t say a damn thing about it!” Madchen was furious, her face distorted with anger rising like a raging phoenix, kept in the dark too long, and she was reigning down hell fire upon her cowardly supervisor, unleashing all of her fury, past and present, on him…

She clicked on the profile a power bike was displayed as the profile picture. "Why did you click on that?" Kiara asked surprised, "There's no profile picture." "Instincts," Shelly replied with a shrug. The profile opened displaying Adam in various pictures on his power bike, his doctor uniform though those ones were few. "Adam is a badass guy with a power bank? Color me shocked!" Kiara exclaimed not hiding the surprise evident on her face. "I'm not in the least surprised," Shelly said with a smile, "I kinda knew he had it in him."

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I asked her "apko khusi nahi hogi jaan kar. Hume galat mat samjhi ye ga parantu maharaja Devdutt bohot zyada vichitra hai. Vo hume pasand nahi. Ye hamari neeji rai hai use dil pe mat lijie ga (you won't be happy knowing it. Don't take me wrong but maharaja Devdutt is very weird. I don't like him. It's my personal opinion don't take it on your heart.) "she said and I frowned

he heard her say with a giggle as she disappeared into the house. Jayant squinted. Sweetheart? Does Maahiji have an American boyfriend? Nah, he shook his head as if warding off the insane possibility physically. Must be some girlfriend. Rich people talk to each other like this only, don't they? Maahiji knew better than to string some pansy-ass firang to his death, considering she comes with a deadly baggage named Kunal Ranjan Vaghela. In fact, should he himself meddle? Jayant worried about his own ass which would be very sorry if things don't pan out as he is hoping.

Dear Brian, I am writing this letter to you to let you know that I will be coming back as soon as I can. So sorry about what I had done to Millie. But I was angry. Yous see, I loved your familyand you. I hav done so much for you and your family and then when you were incarcerated I waited for you. But then you bring in this little brat who takes my place? I hated her since day one and wanted her gone. Just so you should know that you better sleep with one eye open cause I am coming back sir. See you soon. Sincerely,

Abeer asked in confusion and frustration but nobody can answer this question except Krisha. Abeer continued following her then she stopped her car in front of an apartment building "Why did she came here? And who lives here? Did that bastard lives here? No I am thinking too much. She will never go at men's place at this time." He said and bastard means Chirag. According to him bastard , asshole and many more words belongs to Chirag. Krisha came out of the car with her suitcase. Someone came out of the building too , he can't see the face of the person but he was sure that she is a girl.

"Woow have never heard of her before, guess she's new" "My dear she's not ooo" "What's her name?" "Zeeekadir AKA Mrs Zeeekadir, Matar Abdullah" "Whoo all the name for her alone" "Yes ooo, you can check her I*******m page zeeekadir_Collection and zeeekadir_confectionary, there you will see everything" "But wait how did you get to know about her?" "I saw her advert, Cox she's an expert in soap and scrubs too"

"I'm not going to run away anymore." Azfarin cried and said to the him. She had not yet regained her breath. Xavier looked around and then he looked at the helpless girl standing in front of him. She looked like a nineteen year old girl in terms of her size. ۔ The black shirt was covered with dirt, and the hair on her face and neck was scattered. The insanity of this black man was now well understood. Xavier immediately shook his head. "Look, there's no time to listen to your nonsense. Run now."