Archie Maxie Novels & Stories

Finally she held out the phone at Tara. Tara swallowed. “Oh, nice. He looks chiseled out of a block.” Claire covered her mouth and laughed. She moved the phone for Lila to see and said, “That’s my Max.” Max had a broad smile and a perfect set of teeth. His black hair was styled into perfect curls like the waves of the ocean. He had a chin that could cut glass along the jaw line. Lila realized she was staring and cut her eyes back at Claire. Claire wasn’t smiling, but her eyes were big and round. She was waiting for approval.

I make sure to leave everything as neat as possible and then rush out the door towards the bonfire. When I get there a crowd has already formed. I hear murmurs of people asking when it will start as I make my way through the crowd. Alpha Max is already there, dressed in all black. He is standing on a slightly raised platform with Beta Sam and Hailey to his right and the other Alphas to his left. As if he could feel my stare, his eyes snap to mine. He looks breathtakingly gorgeous. He looks at me when he starts to speak, his voice rings out through the crowd “Welcome All….

The man ask authoritically. Boss he didn't tell us till now who they are for which he was working. subordinate Max said tiredly. Max was 25 year old boy. He was working for the man since young age because at age 6 his parents was murdered by a gangster and he got saved by this man. Max has the tall height, eyes are black, hair is blond, white complexion of skin, look like a American model in every aspect, personally he was the carefree person but on work mode no one can be dangerous than him, people known him as hell guard.

Lia’s POV: The sound of my mobile penetrated my ears. I tried to snooze, but my mobile acted as if it had its idea to bug me. I tried to open my eyes only to find that I was getting a call and not an alarm. I groaned myself. Who in the Earth was calling at this early hour? I suddenly became awake to see that it was Max from my office. Max was the chief design architect in our company. He was a complete brainer and recently had come up with some exciting designs for future technology.

• France • A year later ◆ MAXIMILIANO ◆ "Been friends with Archambault a long time?" "A while." Magnus, the short-haired businessman in the collared shirt grinned at me and my cousin. The guy's smile didn't touch his pale green eyes. Or they could be gray. Bluish gray. Light green. Who gives a shit... He and Mykaela didn't share any other physical traits besides their height, slim build, and dark hair.

Now, she held herself with poise and quiet power. “Hey, Damian!” Max called warmly, embracing him. “I didn’t know you’d be here.” “Well, I came to represent my parents—they couldn’t make it,” Max replied smoothly. Then he turned to Aria, a bright smile on his face. “And you must be Aria, my best friend’s wife?” Aria extended her hand elegantly, a polite but firm smile on her lips. “I’m Aria Carter.” “You mean Mrs. Cross,” Max said, chuckling. They all laughed, a sound that somehow broke the tension in the air.

I growled. “It still doesn't change the rumours about you being a beast.” He said, and anger took over. I wanted to tear him apart, but it'd be more than enough reason to end me. I could tell that that was what he wanted. “What's your name?” I asked, and he sighed. “Maxwell. Maxwell Ari.” “Maxwell Ari, why is it rumoured that you have a small cock, and that you can't satisfy your wife?” I asked, and he chuckled nervously.

’ She shrugged those thoughts off and smiled at Maxime. “Can I ask you a favor?” Alexa asked. “Anything for you, Young Lady,” Maxime smiled from ear to ear, eager to please. Maxime is a short lady, about 4ft and 9inches. Her chubby cheeks made her cuter. She’s not lean, but she’s not fat either. Wearing a maid’s uniform does not hide her curves. Instead, it shows them off, giving a view of her perfect symmetry. She’s bubbly, soft-spoken, helpful, and fun to work with. There’s never a dull moment when she’s at work.

"Please don't do that. You don't have it." It hurts when a gay man, commenting on my underdeveloped boobs. "Shut up, and tell me, where is he?" "He is in the boardroom. His name is Darius Delucia, and one of the handsome men," Max moaned. Ugh, that was not the time to think him without cloths, Max. "Max, focus." "Yeah, yeah. He’s very good at his work. I saw his social media and website. he is fucking awesome."

He possessed a sharp mind and competence that allowed him to navigate hazardous circumstances effortlessly. Max, on the other hand, was the other half of this sinister duo. A friend, partner in crime, and manager of Francisco's illicit businesses, he was just as skilled in his own right. With dark brown eyes, a height of 6'1", and broad shoulders, Max possessed a magnetic allure that made him a formidable presence. His hot body and rugged features were a dangerous combination that drew both admiration and fear. Max was not to be underestimated. He was proficient at shooting and boxing, just like Francisco, and he had a unique talent for manipulating people to do his bidding. His silver tongu