Baca Max Level Newbie Mga Nobela at Kwento

This was a new Max, rebuilt by love, determined to protect not with violence, but with presence. And as the sun timidly peeked through the operating room window, Max kissed Lev’s sweaty forehead, stroked her hair damp from the effort, and whispered: "You are the bravest woman I’ve ever known." Lev smiled, tears in her eyes. "And you… are the man I’ve waited for my whole life." At that instant, the first cry was heard. A pure, clear sound, like the beginning of a new story. Max broke into tears, unable to contain them, and Lev reached out to receive the baby wrapped in a white blanket.

I ask Tarla again watching as the children are led from the podium and out of the clearing. “They are very new to shifting and while it's as natural to us as breathing, it can be demanding on the bodies of new shifters, so they have to be monitored closely.” I nod my head, understanding. Someone presents Max with a lit torch and his eyes go from blue to gold. My breath catches at the glow the orange flames cast on his face and the glow from his eyes. “Wow” Beside me, Tarla nods as if understanding me without words. His golden eyes mirror the flames that dance on the torch.

“Take a shower, Maxime.” Max's expression immediately turned sullen. “But I'm not hungry yet...” “That's exactly it. Take a shower first, and then have breakfast.” “But—” I folded my arms across my chest and looked at him expressionlessly. “Max, take a shower now.” Max groaned in frustration, then grumbled softly as he got off the bed. “Mommy, why you always tells me to take a bath... Why can't I eat first... Why Mommy always win...”

Alexander The next day, I check in on Max, the new dungeon keeper. I verify with the pocket of Evelyn within me to make sure she’s asleep before I head down there. Max is reading a book on the new stool I brought down after shattering the last one in anger. His mind is calm, devoid of torturous thoughts like how I’d found Jonesy, so that’s good. He looks up from his book as I trot down the stone steps, smiling politely as he places his bookmark. “Good morning, Your Majesty.”

60 years Ago- Third Person POV “Come on Luca you are an Alpha you can catch me,” Ten year old Max Killgon is racing with 14 year old Luca Camron through the woods behind the Black Hills Packhouse. Max is tall for his age, black hair and silver eyes. His babyface betrays his age. “You asked for it Beta,” Luca actually puts forth effort and tackles his future Beta. Luca is only two inches taller than Max, already he had muscular arms and legs, Crystal blue eyes under long black hair.

"Congratulations, you have reached a scenario where you need an upgrade to pass" "You have gathered enough point and increased your mind reading capabilities to level five, do you want to use those points to awaken a new mind power, or increase your mind reading capabilities to level six" Kaikuh became in shock as she thought, "Mind Powers, so does it mean that my ability isn't only to read minds?" "Right now, reading the beast mind isn't going to be helpful, so I'd pick, awaken a new mind power" Kaikuh thought as her system replied.

“Okay, let us look for a comfortable position,telepathy can use so much energy.” Max found two plastic chairs and sat there, waiting for her Aunt Cassie to do the same.When Cassie took the other seat, Max was ready. She had her game face on. “Close your eyes and clear your mind, tell your wolf to help you , she must be calm too.”

He leaned over and peered through the window, reassuring himself that his coming here had not been in vain. And it was true. Max saw Lyra in Linea's arms, crying so hard that Linea was getting frustrated trying to calm the baby down. Max couldn't bear to see his baby cry. He wanted to barge in and snatch Lyra into his warm, cozy arms instead of being in the arms of a witch like Linea. However, before he could do that, a greeting sounded near where he was hiding. ***

Chapter 101 Max Then I heard it. A heartbeat. Not mine. Someone else's. Strong, steady and achingly familiar. I focused on that sound, clinging to it like a lifeline. Then I felt soft arms wrapped around me from behind, solid, warm and real. "Breathe, Max," Ace's voice said in my ear. "Just breathe. Focus on my heartbeat. Can you hear it?" I nodded weakly, pressing back against him. "That's how fast my heart beats for you," he continued, his voice calm and grounding. "Listen to it. Match your breathing to it."

Max said truthfully, taking out a pack of cigarette, but Mia snatched the pack away from him. "You dare to smoke in front of me?!" Mia yelled. "Babygirl, we have strong lungs." Blaze cooed. "Could you please not call your mate babygirl? I'm sorry but it bothers me." Jayla asked with anxiety, she was about to have a mini anxiety attack. You need guts to tell him something that you don't to hear or see. "Why not?" He asked curiously. Jayla widened her eyes, clearing her throat. "Because—" "She thinks you are Massimo from 365 days, damn baby didn't know you watched that kind of movie." Max chuckled interrupted up, he picked her up to put her in his lap, she squealed and hides her blushing face