Madrigal Novels & Stories

lab·y·rin·thine adj.\ (of a system) intricate and confusing. "I define nothing. Not beauty, not patriotism. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be." ― Bob Dylan Laila After talking to Isabel, I called my mother. "Hey momma, how are you?" My lips trembling, wanting to keep my emotions at bay.

Blue Maid He carried me and kept me in his car, the front seat. Then he went through the front and entered inside. He started the car and drove off in a fast speed I rested my head on the seat and looked through the window I remembered Adrian I miss him I miss my Adrian so much I just want to be in his arms again I wish I could give him a massage again But will he still love me after he finds out that I've been defiled. I closed my eyes at the thought of that

I know na lasing na ang dalawang ito dahil kung ano- ano na ang pinag uusapan nila at tatawa tawa sila na akala mo ay matagal ng magkakilala at magkaibigan samantalang kanina ay halos mag rambulan sila! "You know what, I really don't want na matali si Asher sa kung sino-sinong lalaki na pinagkakasundo sa kanya ni Tito—what I mean is Asher's dad." Mahabang litanya ni Marshall sabay laghok sa hawak nitong bote.

Helena replied, looking a bit troubled. “The castle you see before you is Castle Mist. As you are all aware, magic has long left this world. There were once great monuments that housed even greater magic. Most have faded, the magic within their walls dying out. This castle is one of the last great monuments left.” Day continued, “All twenty of you will have the option to enter this castle. You may choose to stay behind; none will think less of you. Those who do choose to enter, fair warning.” Day took a step back, letting Night take the reins. His midnight hair was pulled back at the nape, his suit glittering with a million little stars.

I nodded shyly as if I agreed with what he had said. He stared at me for a moment and sighed. He lowered the goblet containing an expensive wine that could be equivalent to one month's supply of our food at home. "It's okay if you want to keep your identity. Your name here is Magda? It's cool anyway." he complimented. "You know what, Magda, you have the vibe of a person I've been searching for for so long." he shared. I gulped after hearing it. Is he talking about the person he's been searching for for so long is... me?

The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water. Freda lit the black candles with a whispered word, their flames burning unnaturally blue. Pru scattered a circle of salt mixed with crushed obsidian, the grains glittering like crushed stars. Rita laid out the parchment—yellowed with age, borrowed from Gogo’s private stash—and the silver dagger, its blade etched with runes. "Ready?" Freda asked. Rita nodded. Pru grinned.

Muse Club, a top-tier playground for the wealthy, had been rented out for the night. Sensual lights flickered, and DJ music blared deafeningly. Lucia wore a bachelorette queen's sash and stood in the center of the dance floor, dancing passionately and soaking up the cheers and adoration. "Let's toast to the future Madre!" "The Principessa is so lucky. That Underboss is the most untouchable man in this city, and you still landed him!"