Madness Xionic Novels & Stories

and then jumping straight to this moment. Madman's eyes looked straight at me, as if they could look into my heart. I froze for a moment, until I heard him ask again. "Who is Xavier? "Xavier? I tried to think, a want to feel confused, just like I do math Olympiad in primary school can not do that. "Do I know him? I asked. "You know," Madman said without thinking. I saw Hansel seem to be trying to stop him, but he went on. "Xavier is the Alpha of the Sin Pack, and his name is Williams."

"Shut up!" Maeve probably had her heart broken by her father just now. She did not care that she was beaten until the corners of her mouth started to bleed. She turned her face and continued to yell at the car, "Josiah, your wife is really sick, but it's not because of me me, it's you. Do you think that if you kill the Xander Corporation and buy her a bunch of flowers she likes, you can heal her sickness? Impossible!" "Maeve, you're still talking?!" Mister Xander pulled her away from the car angrily, and apologized to Josiah, "I'm sorry Mister Josiah, she is really sick, crazy..."

“And you’re coming with me whether you like it or not.” Tommy’s eyes finally sharpened. “Jesus, you’ve lost it.” “No,” I said. “But you’re about to. Starting with your freedom.” He flinched—just barely—but it was enough. Madison let out a high-pitched laugh like she thought this was all some twisted soap opera. “Okay, what the hell is going on? What about me?” I turned to her slowly. “I don’t give a fuck what you do, Madison. Maybe try checking yourself into a rehab facility. Get clean. Read a book. Grow a soul.”

There’s foam collecting at the side of his mouth as he reaches forwards for something, then he goes limp and slumps to the ground. “Fuck!” Elliot screams. “Xander!” He rushes for him, and I’m torn. I turn back to Zahra, but Mara and Renee have her in their arms, holding her up. The music is still blaring from the speakers, completely at odds with the sudden chaos erupting around us. Someone screams. A champagne glass smashes against the tiles. Sienna is crying. Laura is yelling for someone to turn the fucking music off. I turn as Xander starts to convulse, his body juddering and shaking as white foam spills from his mouth.

Xavier jerked his arms with all his might and the rope suddenly split in two and fell away. The opening of Xavier 's hands in this way was the exact opposite of what men used to think. Before they could recover, Xavier was skillfully swinging his legs. The whole process was so fast that the two men could not even take off the guns hanging on their shoulders. The man was screaming loudly with his hands over his eyes. Xavier quickly fired the gun in the middle of his head. "Take off the girl and raise your hand." "Take the girl down and raise your hand immediately."

Keegan Campbell's gaze caught anger in Lance's eyes as his small fist clenched hard. “I am too old for balls, don’t you think?” Jaxson said in a low voice. Ever since his mother said goodbye, the spirit of young Jaxson has not returned and his voice is almost always weak when he speaks. But somehow Matienzo Madrigal was relieved because it was also almost a year before he spoke again. The doctor said it was caused by depression and trauma. “Ugh? Baby? You are still 10. Even older boys still play with toys! Besides, I also brought some shirts, gameboys, and robots for you. ”

The Cains were dead, but the people who had pulled their strings were still out there, sitting in boardrooms and government offices, waiting for their next dose of immortality. "Madi, wait." Ethan caught her arm at the door. "You’re shaking." "I’m fine." She tried to pull away, but his grip was iron. "You're not fine. You just ripped a core out of your mother’s chest with your bare hands. Look at me." Madison looked. Her eyes were a blinding, lethal silver. The celestial power was surging, seeking an outlet. The lab was starting to hum, the air growing heavy with the scent of ozone and impending disaster.

He’d seen the same fractures I had. And I… I felt like I was cracking from the inside. --- The first sign of real trouble came two nights later. Madison awoke screaming, shadows tearing at the walls, shapes breaking free from her control. “It’s all wrong!” she cried. “It’s inside me, inside *us*! He’s everywhere!” Ian bolted upright from the floor where he had been sitting, eyes wide, trying to make sense of her panic. “Madison, it’s okay. We’re here. Breathe—”

The pain and darkness of the past had completely dissolved. Golden spring sunlight streamed through the window and warmed my skin. The tiramisu Conrad had just brought rested on the coffee table, sweet and tempting. On my phone was the medical report sent by the nurses. “The results came in, Conrad. There’s something I need to tell you.” “Go on.” “Um… don’t get too excited.” Conrad immediately walked over, a hint of tension on his face. “No matter what it is, I’ll be here with you.” I held back a laugh and turned the screen toward him.

I say, feeling more panic. The man pats my shoulder. “As I said, friends. I know this all seems messed up right now, but I promise it will make sense soon. Come, let’s get you in the car.” The Adam guy helps me while the Fletcher one gets in the front seat. The man sits next to me. As we drive the man looks through my records, swearing as he does so. “So yes to electro then?” The Fletcher guy asks “Antipsychotics, sedatives, and other laundry lists of drugs,” he replies. “She has so much of it in her system that if she was human she would be drooling in a corner right now.”