Madison Taylor Booktok Novels & Stories

She leaned down to kiss the little girl on the forehead. "I'm sure we can find many books to read over the next few days, would you like that?" Susan asked, smiling down at Maribelle. She nodded in reply and Susan grinned down at her before she took Richard's proffered hand and walked out of the room. "I'll be right back, Belle, I just want to talk to father quickly," Olivia said as she rushed out of the room after her father. The doctor started to wrap Maribelle's foot and rub cream on her cut as Ms. Bates told Maribelle funny stories to distract her from the pain. Olivia walked down the hall toward her father, retreating down the stairs.

Tessa exhaled a sigh of relief, relieved to be free of Madison's persistent stares for a few moments. She wished she could use a phone or anything, but she fought the urge, knowing how dangerous it would be. The telephone on the counter ringed as Madison eagerly picked up the receiver and placed it on her left ear. "How much did you get?" She inquired almost instantly. She kept mute and listened intently, then got a book, opened it, and began jotting down some letters while nodding at regular intervals. "That's all fine. You've been quite helpful. But I also require something more" She came to a halt to listen once again.

Leaning towards the water, I dip my fingers in and then rub them against the bottom half of the letter, the empty portion. Shaking off the water droplets from my hand, I hold up the letter to the light and stare at it. For a moment, nothing happens. And then- Words begin to appear in white ink. Against the light, they’re easier to see, although a still a strain. ‘They’re coming again. They know. I’ve made arrangements. You’ll be safe, Taylor. I promise. They won’t get to you. Let them follow me. It’s going to be okay. Just wait. Expect the unexpected. Nothing is what it seems.’

Madison’s POV Control is not something Madison loses. It is something she maintains. Builds. Protects. Refines. And yet— Tonight— Control slipped. --- The Aftermath The screen is still blank. The page that once carried her carefully constructed narrative— Gone. Not buried. Not hidden. Erased. Madison stands still, her phone still in her hand, staring at the error message like it might change if she waits long enough. It doesn’t. --- The Silence

I stared at Killian for a moment. He was probably a good half foot taller than my 5’5” frame, and looked to be about my age, with dirty-blond shaggy hair and kind brown eyes. His gentle smile and kind demeanor immediately made me feel comfortable and I found myself smiling in agreement. “Sure, why not. I’ve had a really bad couple of days, and just turned down what could have been a great job. I could use the distraction. I’m Madison, by the way.”

She knew that step. “That was fast,” she said. Her voice was terrifyingly calm. “So… tell me. How did it go?” Aaron stopped a few feet behind her. He smelled like grease and cold air. “It’s done, boss.” Those three words were all she needed. Madison leaped off the couch so quickly the cushions barely had time to settle back into place. A wide, slow smile spread across her face, a smile that was bright, beautiful, and completely wrong. It was the look of someone who had just won a war.

"Don't you ever feel, lonely? You know, with the whole virgin thing?" "Virgin?" Madison rolls her eyes. "Well, when the loneliness does kick in, my door is always open." She seductively whispers before exiting the library.

He was handsomely dressed in a well designed white suit and she smiled as she looked at Madison whose face was as hard as a stone. Her heart skipped as her eyes fell on the man beside Jason, acting as his best man. “Amos!” She exclaimed inaudibly as her heart began to race. She could see his flirtatious eyes fixed on her and he whispered some words to Jason Immediately. “Oh, Adrian wouldn’t like this,” she cried anxiously. MADISON AND JASON'S STORY IS THE FIRST BOOK IN THE SERIES. IT IS TITLED, CHAINED TO LOVE YOU. NOT AVAILABLE ON GOODNOVEL.

Madison needed a friend when Isaac left, but it became so much more. “I stole prescription sleeping pills from Madison’s bathroom. I fixed Taylor and Jackson several glasses of wine one evening, and I spiked the last one.” I roll my head, attempting to release the tension in my neck. “Taylor became relaxed. She lay her head on the back of the sofa while slumping down. Jackson started shaking his head, as if trying to clear the cobwebs out of his brain. I encouraged Taylor to lie down on the sofa. I asked if she was hot. She said yes so, I helped her remove some clothes.” I avoid the doctor’s eyes. I do not want to see the horror in them. I return to my chair.

Zai shouted like a mad woman. Madison shut the book closed. The sound became muffled and then stopped. “I owe you nothing,” Madison murmured. She had made a mistake. Her curiosity had led her into a trap. Whoever said it was a good thing to explore, Madison thought sarcastically. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*