Madison Russell Novels & Stories

“Remember, Ari. Trust yourself, trust the plan, and trust me. Nothing else matters right now.” I nodded, letting the rhythm of our past trials guide me. Step by step, we approached the warehouse. The air smelled of damp metal and dust, and every sound — a snapping branch, a distant rat, the wind — felt amplified. --- Madison had taken her position on a low rooftop overlooking the back entrance. Her presence was a silent reassurance. Through subtle signals — a flash of light, a small movement of her hand — she relayed updates about anyone entering or leaving the vicinity.

"Who are you anyway?" She looked at me as if I had offended her, a freshly manicured hand positioned over her heart. "Yurissa Woods." A snort escaped my lips before I could stop it. "And I'm Madonna." Yurissa was a big time model and actress. Sure this lady may have a lot of features that look similar to Yurissa Woods, but this woman was bigger than Yurissa, weight-wise. And besides Yurissa quit acting and modeling all together. Had to do with something about not liking the business.

“Because you've been very naughty today, Darrel. But you seem to not see a fault in what you did.” Fuck. Given his expression, I knew I'd angered him once again. “I'm sorry,” I blurted out. “What I did was wrong. It won't happen again.” Aiden's expression softened. Did he buy it? “Do you mean it?” he asked gently, his tone softer than before. “I do.” “Then it's all good now.” Aiden's gaze dropped down to the candle burn on my chest. “Let me treat that for you.” Dropping the candle onto a nearby tabletop, Aiden climbed onto my lap, an action that took me by surprise.

It was early in the morning, and Sienna was woken up by the phone. Sienna picked up the phone in confusion and saw the name Madison on it. "Sienna, you remember the movie building's audition at nine o'clock this morning?" Madison was her assistant and had been with her for two years. Sienna always goes to her auditions alone, so she didn't want Madison to come with her. She only allowed her to go with her when she had work for her to do.

“She doesn’t deserve your attention today.” “Right,” I murmured, trying to convince myself as I followed Summer. But before I could lose myself in the music, Madison appeared. Of course she was there, flanked by her posse, all dressed like they’d stepped off a fashion runway. Her red dress was tight, commanding, radiating power and control, and the smile on her face was pure poison. She spotted me, and her entire group turned toward me like vultures scenting prey.

Marks pov I shifted to the back of my cell nervously; It took a lot to make me nervous but the dark look she got on her face was making me shiver. How could a woman that's so beautiful look so deadly all of a sudden? I asked myself and looked over at Raven to see if he felt the same as me. He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face; oh he was loving this side of her. I wanted to facepalm myself, because off course he would love it, stupid Russian loves torturing bad people and the sadist in him was loving this. I shook my head and gazed back over to her when more people filled the outside of the cells, this wasn't going to end well. She just kept standing th

he says as he slowly caresses my cheek and places one last kiss on my lips. Russell ✨✨(Third Person POV~ Russell stands by the entrance to the locker rooms, his nerves are in full course as he feels the adrenaline and vertigo crazed inside his body. His hands clammy and a shiver runs through his spine. He closes his eyes and sighs, tilting his head back, and concentrates on calming himself down. )✨✨

He saved me! Saved And Hated By The Gang Lord Writer's P O V Hours later. Marco walked into the room where Madison was being held captive. "Looks like we'll be selling you to the Russians. Let me take a picture of you first," Marco squatted down as he took pictures of Madison with his phone. Madison closed her eyes as the camera's light flashed on her. She hated the light and hated that Marco was taking a photo of her. It's been more than the given time. Marco went out and asked the other man with him to put a call to the Russians. After that, Marco walked back into the room and shut the door.

She addressed the lawyer while taking breaks a couple of times within her sentence. He couldn't have imagined what the young woman was feeling on the inside. He was devastated when Rick contacted him about the news, his best friend Russel Hamilton was one of the rarest billionaires who valued his friendship and his works equally. And William knows how much he adored his only daughter. And on that day he had vowed to take care of his Amara, even with his own life. "I will check with them, but your father is scheduled for tomorrow. With your permission we will set everything in motion, your dad had prepared everything..."

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