Madman Comics Novels & Stories

"But she has gone mad, and I don't have any emotions. I can't give her the response she wants." "It's fine! As long as you're around! Just keep her calm for three months. Once the world's firewall is repaired, I'll send you away immediately! Not only will I return your emotions, but I'll even give you five million dollars for retirement!" The system quickly threw out the bait. I considered it for a moment. Five million dollars was enough for me to live a worry-free life. And so, I agreed. When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in front of that familiar villa halfway up the hill. The front door was open, and Jessica stumbled out.

When he spoke, a waft of foul breath washed over her, “That lady has given me enough money to live for a lifetime! I don't need money anymore, I need women!” Anise was at the height of despair. When the beggar lunged at her, she reached for the table lamp and smashed it against his head. Blood began to pour from his forehead, which only had the effect of enraging him further. “You bitch!” He grabbed her hair and tossed her onto the bed. The jarring sound of fabric tearing echoed across the room. Anise dug her nails into the man’s face and left bloody marks all over, but alas, she was no match for his brutish strength.

I hate feeling stupid. Then the pictures punch me in the head. Loud metal noises. Chains. Big ones. They wrap around a man’s arms. A big man. Huge. I can’t see his face. It’s just dark and angry and hurting. And there’s a wolf too. A giant one. Screaming. Screaming like something is pulling its heart out. The sound goes in my stomach and twists it and I wanna throw up. I grab my hair ’cause I want it to stop but it won’t. It never stops when I want it to.

Soon, I'll publish his offspring's story, which would be darker, of course. But guys, I don't want to do it now. Actually, I believe writing isn't what you do in a hurry and by doing that, I don't want to ruin the story, so you've to wait and I promise, I'll give you something better than Madness. For that, just remember my penname, Mastaani. You'll find the second book of Da'ud's family soon. Thank you for giving your time, Stay blessed and stay happy, and untill Da'ud's next book, give a chance to my another book, ‘Loving You Is A Risky Game’. It's a werewolf and vampire romance and I believe you'll like it.

I loved her, but she was crazy after you and that old hag give you that position which only I deserved. Aiden : ohh I didn't know, you should have told me that before at the time, you were my friend I would have given it to you but you. And about his daughter she was a psycho, she only knows how to give pain to others, she was a fucking sadistic person. Man : oh shut up you fucker, you are always there to fuck her, how can she be a sadist? Aiden : you don't know anything, so keep quiet. Just get the fuck away from my way.

I took what was left of him before dumping it on the whirling meat grinder. ‘The head or what was left of it had to go too.’ I thought regretfully. Then, I stared at the carcass of mangled bodies in front of me, admiring my handiwork. Very slowly my mouth twitched on a cruel grin. It’s done. A sigh of contentment escaped my lips as I looked at the beautiful mess I'd made. I turned to leave but stop and stared at the bodies again or what was supposed to be the bodies a moment ago expecting them to move and attack me. But to my dismay and utter disappointment, it never came. Realizing that they’re thoroughly ground to the bones I fled from the place. But not before flashing the responding poli

STEVEN I ran like a mad man towards The Undead. People might not understand why I was the one running around for that woman. To me, the Luna was not just anyone, she was a good woman. Someone who was nice to an outcast like me even though I was one of the high-ranking wolves. No one cared for me or bothered to listen to me.

We don't retreat. We sharpen. And somewhere underneath all the sarcasm and fake escape plans, something inside me shifts anyway. The moon hangs pale outside my bedroom window. Tomorrow it'll be full. Tomorrow somebody will probably get bonded whether they like it or not. Tomorrow half the wolves in the territory will lose their minds. I close my eyes slowly. "Let the moon do its worst," I whisper. Because if there's going to be madness tomorrow— it won't just belong to the moon.

Chuckling nervously, he said, “Oh, that's right. I forgot you've only ever been with women. This means I'm your first. Don't worry, I'll teach you.” “Take it in your hands,” he ordered. “My cock. Grab it with both hands.” I followed his orders. Reaching out for his cock, I grabbed it with both hands. He let out a satisfying moan. “Good. Your hands feel so good I swear I could cum already—but I won't. It's your first time, so let's make this session last a little bit longer, shall we?” No. I need you to cum already, you crazy fuck. That's the only way to get this over with quickly.