Natasha Madison Books In Order Novels & Stories

***Out now and completed: Book 2 - Rise of a Queen*** Please remember to leave me a review, I hope you enjoyed this book. For updates and chapter teasers, check my i*st*gr*m >>> authorjwgstout Or my F_B group for readers >>> Author Jwgstout Lamia's story continues in the second book, 2 years later. Carry on the adventure and see if Lamia finds her happily ever after. Thank you so much for reading my first ever book, I leave you with the first chapter from Rise of a Queen - book 2 for your enjoyment.

She was wearing pajamas and a cardigan, her hair loose around her shoulders. "You scared me," I said, pressing a hand to my racing heart. "Sorry," Natasha said, not looking particularly sorry. "I've been up for hours. Jet lag from all the moving around, I think. Or just... everything." She gestured to the chair across from her. "Join me?" I sat down, tucking my legs underneath me. "What are you reading?" Natasha held up the book so I could see the spine. The Count of Monte Cristo. "Seemed appropriate. A story about revenge and redemption and whether the two can ever really coexist."

She didn’t have anything worth remembering to write down, so she promised herself that if her life started getting more interesting, she would perhaps give the book a chance. Nothing unusual had gone down since that very weird night, thank God, and Natalie was taking the whole settling-in thing quite well. The silver haired teen sat in their beautiful garden today, lounging… her cast foot resting on a low table as she read a romantic novel. She was flushed, her heart thumping very fast, her thighs clenching unconsciously at the extremely smutty scene she had gotten to. Being a virgin, this was kind of the only way she got to get her adrenaline high— taking it second handedly while pretending

“Remember to stay quiet after I start the ritual. You can only speak at the appointed times. Call me ‘mother’ to indicate my role. Gods like obedient children.” Madison changed again. Her smooth skin seemed to fade away. My eyes widened as I saw scars start to appear on her body. Slashes and burns emerged from her pale, flawless skin. A large scar on her stomach was crossed by claw marks. She looked sad and embarrassed. I didn’t know what to say. Maybe she actually was the Phantom.

Natasha I ran my fingers along the spines on my favorite shelf on the bookshelf in the corner of my room. This shelf was where all of my romance novels sat waiting to take me to another world where I could explore all of my fantasies that I was too embarrassed to verbalize. I picked up a newer book, that I had bought, up on a whim. It’s synopsis boasted of a reverse harem shifter theme that had intrigued me from the jump. I put it in my bag to read by the fountain in the middle of town later that day.

The city lights glowed through the massive windows around her, but the expensive penthouse suddenly felt cold. Empty. She had worked too hard to get close to powerful people. Too hard to climb out of the life she grew up in. She refused to watch Amelia effortlessly take everything again. First Evan. Now Alexander. No. Absolutely not. Her phone buzzed against the table. A message from an unknown number. The information you requested is ready. Natasha’s expression sharpened immediately. Finally. She grabbed her bag and left without hesitation. Meanwhile, Amelia sat cross-legged on the living room floor helping her sons finish homework.

Kent started to become paranoid too. Gale quickly came closer to comfort his brother too. "Let's just relax. The police are doing their best to find her and your son." He said. The time is two in the morning, six hours since Austin went missing. "Did you find her?", he asked Nicholas after they arrived without Cassandra. He shook his head as a sign of bad news. Damian took a deep breath. " She's smart. She knew this will happen. I think someone is helping her because we found a man's watch inside her room." Nicholas raised the Rolex watch and Kent seems recognized it.

"Good night Daniel." When Natasha's eyes flutter open the next morning, there’s a nose huffing steady breaths where it’s pressed into her hair and an arm draped across her middle, just below her breast. Her brain is still foggy with sleep, and as she tries to recall a memory from yesterday that maybe she decided to take someone back to her hotel after all, that she finally feel brave enough to have someone to warm her bed, to make her feel good after all the things Josh has done to her.

Auto Saved Word Count 1178 23/70 ••~~CORIAN~~•• I hate people touching my stuff. Golden rule. Because when people touch your things, they leave prints. And prints leave memories. I don’t do memories. Not after they’re gone. Maddison Summers just broke my golden rule. Again. And this time, she’s going to learn. I circled her, letting my eyes drag over every inch of her slippery body. She tried to cover herself, arms wrapping her torso.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PRESENT DAY NATASHA'S POV I took a deep breath as I walked into my class, wondering how my first day would be like. My name is Natasha and this is where my story begins. Delengade College. Before Peter, before my near death and before revenge became my only goal. I looked around frantically looking for a place to seat, my head churning with different thoughts, like the man at the administrative office, Layla and other things. I ended up taking a seat in front but I am barely sitting down when someone dragged me out of the chair and threw me across the room.