Madison Beer Side Profile Novels & Stories

What happens when you have a steamy one night stand with your best friend's brother —yeah, the one you hate— and he returns for more? ********************************** Joan Madison has always despised Aaron Thompson, her best friend's arrogant, insufferable brother. The feeling was mutual—until it wasn't. A vacation meant for relaxation with her friend Rhoda takes a different turn when Joan finds herself tangled in a steamy, reckless encounter with the one man she swore she’d never want. What should’ve been a fleeting mistake becomes something far more dangerous as Aaron refuses to let her go—and his hunger for her only deepens. Jo’s trapped between desire and defiance, but one thing is clear: this game they’ve started could burn them both.

After I started working at the zoo, I was added to a group chat called “A Hundred Ways to Kill a Human.” Every member had an animal as their profile picture. At first, I thought it was some quirky staff group. I even found it kind of cute. That was, until I realized they were discussing how to eat me. Pedro the Parrot: [The new human has beautiful eyes. I can’t wait till Christmas. I want to peck them out right now!] George the Gorilla: [Relax. There’ll be many visitors during Christmas. We’ll have more eyeballs than we can eat! Also, I’m calling dibs on her thigh.] Thor the Tiger: [Nobody’s taking her head, right? That’s mine.] Tucker the Elephant: [I’m a vegetarian, but I can crush her bones to dust.]

On my birthday, my husband of five years accompanied his childhood sweetheart to celebrate her dog's birthday. Avery Simpson published a loving post: [The happiest baby in the world. Mom and Dad will be with you. I hope you're always happy.] Seeing the words "Mom and Dad", I commented a question mark with confusion. The next moment, I found myself blocked. Charles Logan called me and lashed out at me. "Why do you always have to mess things up at the worse possible time? You're worse than a dog. How despicable!" Shortly after, Avery changed her profile picture to one of her and Charles, hands intertwined. When I saw the obvious provocation, I didn't get angry like before. That's because I had already made up my mind to get a divorce.

Feisty, crazy and impulsive are the words that best describe Sasha Milton's personality. She is as the notorious leader of the school's most popular and problematic girls,"The panthers". They not only do they walk around school like they own the place, they also found pleasure in inflicting pain on others and are the biggest bullies in Clinton high school. Dean McCain is another popular heartthrob in school but unlike Sasha, he is loved and respected by every student alongside his best friends, Jake and Kyle. When Dean accidentally runs into Sasha and walks out without apologizing, all hell breaks loose as Sasha is determined to make him pay for embarrassing her and making her a laughing stock to her haters. But in the process of getting revenge and payback, they both start to learn more about each other and understand that their very perfect profile is not as it seems and that together they could help each other heal from their sad experiences.

Hailey Johnson, a gossip columnist, wants to get the scoop of a lifetime while hot rock-star-turned-actor Noah Magellan is in town filming. This would boost her column and help with the tabloid’s circulation numbers. She’s scrappy and determined, but often doesn’t realize the unintended consequences of her actions. Noah Magellan never wanted to be a star. He wanted to make music, but he found an agent early on who believed in him and his career skyrocketed. He is reluctantly doing this movie, but then he wants to find a place to hide out and get back to his roots. No one is supposed to know he is in Philadelphia for this film. He’s doing his best to keep a low profile… until he drags a woman onto his private plane, and she turns out to be his worst nightmare.Her Reluctant Billionaire Boyfriend is created by Chris Redding, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

“Shut your fucking damn mouth!” Zach’s voice echoed through the room, raw and sharp with anger. Madison didn’t flinch. If anything, the fire in her eyes only burned brighter. She had been pushing his buttons for days—emotionally, mentally. And it tore at him, deep down where no one could see. “I thought you liked it open,” she said with a wicked smirk, sauntering toward his desk like she owned the place. His body betrayed him, twitching at her dirty words. Of course she knew exactly what to say. She always did. “I’m not quitting!” she snapped. “I am a doctor. A damn good one. Who do you think you are to tell me to give that up?!” Zach rose from behind his desk, calm yet dangerous. His hands moved to open his suit jacket, revealing that familiar tension in his shoulders—the one that made her heart race. “Wha—what are you doing?” He closed the space between them in two strides. “I’m your Daddy,” he growled, low and close, “like you cried out last night. And you… you’re mine.” And then his lips crashed into hers before she could breathe another word. ~~ Darly Madison—respected surgeon, focused, disciplined, and just a little stubborn—had her world under control. That is, until her best friend dragged her to a luxurious night party at one of the city’s most exclusive hotels. One night. One mistake. One man who turned her world upside down. Zach Westley. Mafia boss. Dominant. Dangerous. Possessive to the core. She thought it was just a one-night stand. He had other plans. Now her life as a surgeon collides with a dark underworld she never saw coming. And whether she likes it or not… she’s been claimed by the Mafia.

I was at the grocery store stocking up on holiday supplies when my phone suddenly pinged with a friend request. The profile picture was a scenic shot I'd casually snapped years ago, and I knew right away who it was. But we hadn't spoken in five years—total radio silence. I had no idea why Marcello Golden was popping up now, so I typed into the verification field: [What's going on?] His reply flashed up almost instantly: [I'm back. Can we meet? I have something important to tell you in person.] Something important? As I stared at those words, I found the situation both absurd and amusing. What could be so important between us after all this time? I pushed the thought aside, pulled out my phone to scan the payment code for the cashier, and once the transaction was complete, my first action was to block his contact permanently.

I accidentally clicked on a viral post. [What’s one regret that you can’t get over in your life?] Everyone in the comments said things like not studying well or not purchasing a house when it was cheaper. I felt a little bored by it. I was about to scroll past when I accidentally came across a comment with the highest number of likes. The account had a profile picture that was very familiar to mine. [Five years ago, to elope with my first love, I faked my death to leave my husband. [And I used my husband’s research to help my first love kickstart his business. [Now, my first love is a billionaire, and my husband became a butcher.] Some people reprimanded her and her first love in the comment section. Others reminisced about their past. I scrolled to the end of the post and saw the latest reply. [I’m back in the city, and I’ve decided to meet him.]

It was a godforsaken dare. If anyone asked Knox why he created a fake profile to mess with the most insufferable bastard alive—his emotionally constipated, tyrannical military captain, Victor Wallace—he’d blame his roommate. Stupid dare. Simple mission. Pretend to be a woman, reel the bastard in, and wreck him. Easy, right? Wrong. What started as a joke spiralled into late-night messages, dangerous vulnerability, and a slow-burning obsession Knox didn’t see coming. Victor wasn’t supposed to open up. Knox wasn’t supposed to care. And yet—here they are, stuck together in a steel tomb of chain-of-command and unchecked tension, where one wrong word could start a fire. It was supposed to ruin Victor. Now it’s ruining Knox. Because when you play games with monsters, don’t be shocked when one starts looking back in the mirror. This was never just a dare. Now it’s war. Read and find out.

After years together, we finally hit our wedding day. At the altar, Damien Huxley had the ring halfway on my finger when his old college crush from Francia called. The guy everyone swore loved me more than his own life? His eyes went red. Then he bolted for the airport. My hand froze midair. Then a stream of comments popped up in front of me— [Oh my god, guys! I just saw his old crush's profile pic—she looks exactly like the new cadaver donor at our school!] [No way. Don't freak me out. Keep that creepy comment away from me!] [Either they're twins, or you need glasses. Chill.] I opened my mouth. Nothing came out. I knew about Damien's old crush—our college classmate. But I remembered one thing clearly. She was an only child...