Maggie Loud House Novels & Stories

He was shocked to see that Silke had sat down next to Maddie. ‘Exciting, your birthday tomorrow, I mean,’ said Silke, as if she were fishing for something. Maddie nodded and looked at her closely. ‘What did you say about your dream this morning? That you wanted to find out what it means? ‘ Maddie nodded again and bit into an apple. ‘All my life I have dreamed about a house I walk around in. It used to be dark, later it got brighter and less scary. In recent years there has been a kind of space under the house and it is pitch dark there. And scary.’ Maddie concluded her story.

“We’re happy. Oh, and did Mom call you? They’re going out of town and want me to stay with you.” “Out of town? For how long?” “A month or two. I’m not sure. Even Dad’s cousin is going.” “No problem. I’ll be right back.” Mrs. Roberts returned just as I stood. “Dinner’s ready,” she said. “Let me just call Rodrigo and the kids. They’re in the game room, right?” “I think so. They went that way.” Maggie pointed left. I knew this house well—the game room was there. Mrs. Roberts almost went to fetch them, but I stopped her.

It's a bunch of Jason's loser friends. "Jackpot!" One of them yells. "Ignore them," Jason says while trying to hide the smug on his face which is as a result of his equally broke friends hyping him up. Maggie, Gianna's best friend, who's also sitting among the guys winks at Gianna. Maggie is actually dumb, it's no surprise she actually believes the "I own the house" lie which one of the guys also told her. Maggie is a sweet soul and Gianna loves her but she can be extremely stupid. Then again, Maggie's parents are so rich that she doesn't have to hold an intellectual conversation her entire life.

Thirty minutes later, a loud knock rattled the door and before Voss could even open it fully, Maggie stormed in like she was escaping a battlefield. She was freckled, curly-haired, wearing leggings, a blazer, and the exhausted confidence of someone who ruled a kingdom made of toddlers. When she spotted Layla, her eyes brightened. “Oh! So you’re the famous Layla.” Maggie beamed, pulling her into a warm, tight hug that smelled like baked goods and chaos. “I’ve heard so much about you!” Layla blinked, startled but smiling. “It’s really nice to finally meet you.” “Oh honey, likewise. Come sit. I made cookies. Ignore the ones in the bottom of the bag, they were used as bargaining chips.”

he answered. They arrived at the Nortgen hill two hours later and found a green house there just as Judah had mentioned, it didn’t look like a regular house but a witch’s lair. Livey knocked on the door and Maggie opened it, “Livey” she called her name surprised. “Maggie” Livey was astonished, who would have thought that she would meet the witch who had been her mother’s friend in the Peach moon pack. “It’s so nice to see you again” they hugged each other leaving Newton confused.

Leon muttered as he watched the housekeeper go. “I won’t. So many things going on in this house,” Maggie said under her breath as she headed for the stairs. Up on the first floor, as she opened the door to Jayden’s room with one hand, she wondered what that horrible groaning noise was. Inside, the bed was a mess, but Alex was nowhere in sight. That sickening groan was getting worse. “Miss Alex?” Maggie called. More grunting and groaning. “Oh dear,” Maggie muttered as she put the tray on the bedside table and rushed over to the bathroom. She saw Alex bending over the toilet bowl.

We then continued to his room. "Hey lovebirds!" We turned around to find Maggie rushing towards us in a crop top, jeans and knee length boots. Her hair bobbing up and down as she rushed towards us. "Maggie!" I said gently, excited to see her. "Good morning." "Good morning sweetheart." She smiled at me and turned to look at Mauris, her cleavage on full display because her crop top could barely contain her large breasts. "Why does Mauris look like he had just seen a ghost?" She raised an eyebrow at me.

Kim thought until she heard the lady say to her, “come with me,” Margaret said and Kim was confused. “Come with you? To where?” Kim asked looking at Landon. “Go with her, so you waste more time at home.” Landon started coldly and Kim scoffed. She looked at Margaret who was still smiling widely and sighed. “So where are we going?” Kim asked throwing her hands in the air. “Follow me,” Margaret responded walking up the stairs. Kim looked at Landon and saw he was so into his phone.

I chuckle, "Don't worry about it, Amelia, I know that you don't mean anything maliciously. Our life is different than how we expected it, but it's still good. Just like the life you and Maven have built here at the Renegade Pack is good." She smiles as she nods, "Yes, thank you for understanding." I chuckle as she stands up and goes to her mate. She's always so scared about hurting others' feelings, or maybe it's just my feelings, I'm not sure. She just always seems so cautious with her words, like she's trying to make sure that they are perfect. Maggie, the head housekeeper at the Renegade Pack and the woman that Magnolia was named after, walks into the room with a smile on her face. All th

But as soon as Lydia appeared, her world fell apart. Maggie tossed her hair, feeling miserable, but she wouldn't let Lydia have such a smooth life! "Lydia, come out!" Maggie stood at the studio's entrance shouting loudly. The receptionist quickly approached, politely asking, "Miss, whom are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?" Maggie snorted coldly and retorted to the receptionist, "Who are you? Where's Lydia? Get her out!" The receptionist, feeling embarrassed, promptly called Lydia. However, Maggie didn't wait quietly; instead, she continued to shout insults.