Archie X Maxie Novels & Stories

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

She closed her eyes, relishing in the taste as it hit her stomach. “Guessing that hit the spot?” Aubrey giggled, her dark curls danced around her head. “You have no idea,” Cara replied with a smile, it was her new found ecstasy, besides Archer’s intense love making. A knock at the door interrupted them, Max Charleston appeared in the doorway, holding coffees. His dark suit was covered by a lab coat, his tie neatly tucked into his shirt. His hair was slicked back as usual and the overpowering smell of lynx aftershave wafted around him causing a sickly sensation in Cara's stomach.

After dinner I and Xavier offered to wash the dishes. Well I offered to wash the dishes while Xavier's mum forced him to help me since I didn't know where everything would go after I washed them. On the other hand crystal was showing maxon around the house while my dad and his mum were talking in the living room. " So.. " Xavier said.. Uhmm.. Me?? Yes you!!!! " Yes? " I said as I looked up at him. Did I tell you that he was 6ft 2in like Maxwell which means he is super taller than me. I'm just 5ft 8in.

Max Senider. Gemma’s eyes grazed of Max’s form as she took him all in. Max was the oldest in their group and oozed confidence. His dark brown hair was styled in a modern design with his hair gelled into place and his gray eyes always filled with intelligence. Max was a big boy at almost six foot one and while other boys his age at almost sixteen, he showed maturity that was beyond his years. Of course that might also have something do with Max being the Alpha-to-be. You see, most people at this school were werewolves and this group of friends were actual from the same pack and children of the Alpha and Beta.

"Are you the one managing Khione?" Maxine blinked, her professional mask slipping into pure awe. "I—yes. I'm Maxine. Mr. Chen, it’s such an honor—" "I’m sure," Arthur interrupted with a polite but bored smile. "I’m her friend, mind me if I borrowed her" Maxine’s brain went into overdrive. "Of course" Jake tried to chime in, wanting to be noticed by the icon standing before him. "Hey, Arthur, I’m Jake, her co-star—"

Archie has always had his own way of taming his best friend. Ash rubbed his face as he regained his breath. Luca scanned the two people standing opposite him with a red bead flashing, like Leona. "Werewolf ... And ... A hy-" Loui immediately tightly locked her mouth when she recognized Archie's true figure. "How can?" muttered Luca. He was really surprised to see Archie who is a hybrid. A combination of werewolves and vampires. In contrast to his mother who is a combination of vampires and humans. "Follow me!" Loui said as he looked one by one the people in front of him at that time.

He carelessly pushed Selah on the floor and she fell hard. Krouen led his way to the entrance and swung the door open, only to see an unfamiliar face. "Who are you?" Confusion draws his face when he sees an arid-looking man with a box of macaroons. "My name's Archer and I live..." He pointed at his house on the other side of the road, "There." His plain gazes made Krouen even baffled, he composed himself and sighed. "What do you want?"

"Max! It's been so long, why haven't you texted me?" Max was a tall attractive boy with brown eyes and silver hair. He had a piercing in one ear and lower lip. There was this design that Hunter called a Tattoo on his neck. If I had to speculate his age in the human world, I would say he was the same age as Hunter, around twenty-four. He looked at me curiously and smiled at Hannah. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"

“Not you, of course.” “I know. I’m aware Hunter hasn’t been easy to deal with,” Trig says. “That’s an understatement.” “Hunter? This is Hunter?” The man asks as he stares at me with daggers in his eyes. “Yes, this is him,” Max says, and from the scowl on his face, I can see Max has passed on her distaste for me to him. “Hunter Abercrombie,” I say, introducing myself. I reach out to shake his hands; he eyes it before finally taking it.

he says to the woman who objected. "I object Xander. This wedding cannot take place. Our Max cannot get married to this woman who is a cheater. She has brainwashed Max. She will spell nothing but doom to Max and to our family if she is allowed to marry Max" she goes on. By now it is clear that the bald man is Xander Benson. The Mafia Kingpin and the loving way that Xander Benson is holding her hand and her gaze is proof that she is his wife.