Ben Ten Grandpa Max Novels & Stories

On the screen, Grandpa's expression looked harsh as he stared at Whitney. "I don't care! He's compensating me one way or another! Who cares if he's some Internet celebrity or public figure? If he doesn't pay, I'm not letting this go!" It was Grandpa's voice and face, yet the feeling was completely wrong. He had always been a serious man, rarely smiling but always upright and principled. I didn't believe he would ever say such things. In the video recorded by a passerby that I acquired, Grandpa had only paused briefly to pick up an empty plastic bottle, momentarily blocking Nathan's way. Nathan reacted by kicking him hard in the stomach.

, as Max nodded and went down to wash his face, seeing in the mirror, A handsome young teenager with blond hair and green eyes, inherited from his mother, which would captivate anyone looking at it, as he looked at his body which was sturdy and firm (appealing),not something too muscular or monstrous biceps, quickly freshening up and going to his room which had normal furnitures like a study desk wardrobe, book shelf, a bed and gaming devices of various brands, which was a little messy with his clothes and everything spread around, which his mom was organizing it. "Sorry mom, I was searching for something and forgot to arrange", Max apologized to which her mom replied, Don’t worry Maxie, jus

Like Trevor, he sat down in front of Maxwell and took a sip of the tea his grandfather had just poured him. "How are you, Grandpa?" "Well, I am still handsome, healthy, and rich; except that I have a little brat for a grandchild who cannot even take the time to say hello to me!" Max just shook his head, his grandfather's favourite pastime was to nag him. "And you, how are you these days?" asked Maxwell. "Well, I am a young, dominant alpha, in great health, with a perfect body, and good looking! Plus, I am loaded, so I guess I am doing okay..." replied Max, chuckling.

In the video, Ken is unconscious with a gun to his head and could lose his life at any moment. Just a minute after the video was posted, the call came in. "Serena, what do you want?" Max's face was so dark that water could drip out of it, this girl was truly not easy to control, but the more she was like this in nature, the more powerful her methods were. "What do you think I want? If my grandma lose a hair, I'll break one of Ken's legs." "I'm your grandfather!!!" Max was so angry that his face turned blue and his chest began to heave.

On the surface, she smiled slightly and replied, "…Got it, Grandpa." Passing the buck, success! But little did anyone expect that before Tatiana could even coordinate her lines with Maxim , he had already caught wind of the news and rushed to the Woodhaven International Hospital. "Grandpa, how are you feeling?" Maxim asked with concern. He knew how much Tatiana cared for Stefan, and since his own grandfather had always had a good relationship with him, he felt a sense of empathy. Seeing Stefan reminded him of his own grandfather, especially since the two old men were of similar ages. He was genuinely worried about his sudden illness.

The old man’s lips broke into a smile. “I’m your great grandfather,” Max said, his eyes a little moist. “Do you know me?” Billy shook his head. “Can Billy play with you, old man?” he asked. “Of course! You can play with me anytime you want!” He sighed and then faced Billy’s parents. “I’ll be taking Billy to my study,” he grumbled. “You two better sort out your issues and decide what to do. Got it?” “Yes grandfather,” Cain said with a bow. Max nodded and headed back to his study with Billy in tow.

still. Now Killian's words were haunting me. He was right. My grandpa was the greediest man in the world. There was nothing anyone could do to block his path to power, and he could have already told Sanchez's. Oh god. "Do you think grandpa told them about Ace?" Max shook his head. "You may know grandpa as a cruel man, but no... he didn't." "How can your sure about that? It could have been-" "He was a jerk but he wouldn't break his promise." Cut him. He was watching me with a frown on his forehead. "You haven't met him while you've been here?"

He was very angry and his voice could attest to how angry he was. The old man wouldn't be swayed by his calm down tone. “Calm down, Grandpa. Tell me what's going on?” “You don't know what's going on? Can you believe this brat!?” Grandpa Max asked and turned to look at the parents of Lucas Grant. “Bring your wife back to the manor during the weekend for a meal. We have a lot to talk about.” “Grandpa, we are too busy” I'm not asking you, I'm giving you an order!”

"Grandpa, what's going on?" "Kelly, where are you off to?" "Oh, I've found a school for Seth, and I'm about to go check it out!" Kelly said with a smile, then glanced at her grandpa, who was beaming with joy. "What made you so happy?" "Dear, just look at this!" Maxwell, as if he was showing off a precious gem, sent Kelly a photo of a family of four. His smile was wide, his face etched with happy wrinkles.

Their pack dynamics were complicated anyway. “You can call him Ambrose. He isn’t their biological grandfather. Think of him as the old man who picked all of us up. Ambrose isn’t the most reliable caretaker, but he is loyal. As he aged, he grew more senile and crazy. Those weird things the boys talk about come from his crazy lectures. Ambrose often comes and goes like the wind. He loves exploring the wilderness and lives in the middle of a mountain, occasionally coming down to visit them. The boys grew up following his footsteps because Favian and I are busy with work.”