Marvel Madman Novels & Stories

“No, no, I’ve been stupid. You’ve been stupid, Madeline! What the fuck is wrong with you?! He’s your boss, The Boss, come on! What’s wrong with you?!” Madeline shook her head a little and then continued her way to her bed. What had happened was just a mistake, yes, a mistake as any other, a mistake as the one where she counted wrongly the bills that had been paid to Lucian and she thought 20 bills were missing. Lucian Sadarthe, yes, Lucian Sadarthe was her boss, a two-faced man who was one by day and another by night. Lucian Sadharthe, a CEO by day and a mafia boss by night. Lucian Sadharthe was best known as Son of Hades. And Madeline had let the Son of Hades come into her depths, where her

He is crazy about Heer, he does not feel ashamed at all for doing such a thing, but is proud of him. This is a slightly shocking case, but a matter of extreme frightening. More dangerous than an angry person is the passion of a crazy person. And now Heer has understood that Sanam's obsession speaks on his head. This passion of Sanam has kept him under his control.

Stella blinked as she stared at her daughter in bewilderment. "Super.. Superman?" She repeated and Madison modded with a cute smile, her daddy looks like superman and there was nothing that could change that. "Yes Mummy Maddy is right, daddy looks a lot like Superman, he's handsome and he's big and I'm sure daddy can fight too" Mason nodded. "Mummy can also fight too," Stella frowned. "No!! Mummy is scared of cockroach" Madison replied and burst out into laughter along with Mason.

would behave the way he behaves around me. He is mad! So mad!! And if I continued thinking about him again and again I would surely need to see a psychiatrist because he'll make me M.A.D just like him! Yeah you must have guessed till now who I'm talking about? Yeah its the same C.R.E.A.T.U.R.E Malhotra! Manik Malhotra! "I really don't want to see a psychiatrist at such a young age God! Please keep me in my senses" I made a puppy face while pleading to God looking up at the ceiling.

And now he bought a man that may be dangerous… “No, I had a proxy to buy things for me.” “What a loser. He’s there but he still needs a proxy?” “Shut it, Venice.” But… What if Gavin has a use for him? Like… Ack! I squeezed my eyes shut as I lightly shook my head. I just imagined a horrible picture in my mind! That’s so… Oh my ghad! I calm myself before eating another macaroon. You’re crazy, Madison! Just how crazy are you to think something like that?

Amidst the crowd was an old man in his sixties. Yet, his physique was still overbearing and sturdy. With strong eyebrows, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon’s. All in all, this old man gave off the impression of prestige and dignity. At first glance, this man somewhat resembled the character of Magneto from Marvel comics. In terms of his appearance, he shared a high similarity to the character. This man was none other than Andusk Dragoon, the Grand Elder of Six Doors.

"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.

“I know. So what’s wrong she obviously isn’t pushing you away.” “Did they sort out the side effects of the labido drug Warren?” “They assured me all the glitches had been taken care of and there were no side effects.” “So why the fuck can’t she taste shit and she’s fucking unsteady in her fucking legs. This isn’t what I signed up for Warren. These issues need to be sorted and No or I’m out.” “Don’t get you undies in a twist Maulvy I’ll give them a call and see what the fuck went wrong and to make sure they rigth it okay.”

The need to possess her had driven him for too long, and he was so tired of behaving irrationally when it came to Mia. If only she hadn’t been Vadim Kasilli’s daughter, things would have been much simpler. He could have wooed and wowed her, and she would have been at his side—and in his bed—months ago. It had taken a five?minute conversation with Arvin Lovelle to disabuse him of the notion it would be an easy conquest. After he’d discovered her lineage and learned she loathed all things related to the russkaya mafiya, he’d known it was

I don't know why I'm trusting this man, he touched my arm and sparks ignited and I rubbed the area, it didn't hurt, it actually felt nice. He wants to help me and say's he's a psychiatrist, well as long as I'm crazy I guess I'll need one of those. The voice in my head purrs, "he's our mate, he's so handsome, so strong, so dreamy." I follow him into the kitchen and the voice won't shut up, when he says he's taking us to a safe place, the voice screams in my head, "he's taking us with him, our mate already loves us, I can tell."