Truly Madly Guilty Novels & Stories

Once Dave finished telling us what he had overheard, he turned to face Maddie directly, and asked her, point blank, if it was her. She spluttered, she twisted her hands, she trembled slightly. Clearly she was not one to withstand torture if she couldn’t even hold it together for a simply question… Her guilt was now known. All we had to do now was work out if she was pregnant or not. Then we would know what to do next.

Maddie who was already in a disheveled state had become even more overwhelmed. "You should admit to your crimes, Ms. Moody. Your actions are unforgivable." "You, bitch! Weren't you involved in this too?" Judy was taken aback by the unexpected words. She clutched her chest in shock, staring at Maddie in disbelief. "Why would I be involved? Ms. Moody, could you tell me what wrongdoing I've committed? Did I instruct you to plagiarize? Have I ever asked you to steal someone's identity or commit fraud? Did I ask for murder?"

button. The familiar voice played from the speakers. It was tender, gentle, yet as toxic as a snake's venom. "I added muscle relaxants to your medications. I made you embarrass yourself in front of everyone else so that you could never qualify. "Mom and Dad should only have one daughter, and that daughter is me." Every second that the audio file played, Stella's face turned paler. There was a quiver in her lips and a tremor in her voice. "N-no… T-that wasn't me… Someone framed me!"

I pulled out a Trojan Magnum, ripped open the package with my teeth and unrolled it down my cock. I slid her panties to the side, lined myself up, and pushed inside. She gasped and arched, fingers clawing at the cushion. I shut my eyes and imagined it was Beth. Her breath catching. Her walls gripping me tight. Her voice cracking as she whispered my name. “Fuck—yes,” Madison moaned. “God, I love your cock.” I didn’t reply. This wasn’t love. This wasn’t anything. I was chasing a ghost—one with honey-brown eyes and a guilty little mouth that still hadn’t figured out what she wanted.

Book 2 Guilty Pleasure #2 Chapter One The bass of the music pulsed through the floor of Club Noire, the most exclusive, and notorious club in the city. Neon lights flashed like heartbeats in the dark, slow and sultry, coating every surface in red and violet, the air thick with sweat, alcohol, and something darker, something sinful. This was not the kind of club where girls like her were meant to be. “Elena, come on!” Avonlea shrieked over the music, tugging her arm with the force of a hurricane. “This is the real deal! Look at this place!”

I blinked twice while looking at him ridiculously. My jaw literally fell with what I’ve heard. ‘Adryan was his best friend? And Stephanie cheated on him twice?! What the actual fuck?’

"We're going to mark you like the greedy little slut you are. You're going to be dripping with our cum, painted all over that perfect body. There won't be a single inch of you we don't claim, doll face." Atticus's hand strokes faster, his eyes burning with the same fire that's tearing me apart inside. Our gazes lock and he gives me a single nod. He's ready, just like I am. I grit my teeth, every muscle in my body straining as the tension coils so tight it feels like it'll split me in half. My release rips through me like an explosion.

The tall man pursed his lips and asked his partner, Maybe he didn't know English. "Miss Wisdom" "Leave the girl" The black man standing next to him shook his head and said that he was now staring at the Xavier who had got up. "Half Det Sam" "Take him too." The tall black man gritted his teeth. And as soon as he said that, the black farms were now moving towards Xavier. Xavier did not resist in any way. They were now grabbing him with both arms and dragging him away. A man was carrying the girl and was dragging Xavier right behind her. Xavier 's eyes were on the rifle hanging from his shoulders. The rifle had silencers mounted on its mouth, which did not allow the sound of fire to be heard.

“Should we go over this again? He ruined your life, arranged your life to be with his fuck buddy because he knew you would run away. He got you kidnapped to get rid of you. You lost your baby by confronting him. What else proof do you need to believe that his soul is irredeemable? Sometimes, enough is enough. Stop wasting your time. Start planning for your future because whether you like it or not, you’re gonna take his seat, babe. So, you’d better set a standard and slap it on his face.” “Will you come with me?” “No.” She rounded to open her bag. “Please?” I turned to follow her. “You don’t even know where we’re going.” I didn’t even know Mad left until he came back with the package. “A par