Novel & Cerita Christmas Maximus Movie

"It's weird, you know? Holidays without everyone. Feels like I'm missing the point." Max nodded, his expression softening. "I get it. My folks are fighting again, so I bailed. But hey, we're here. Might as well make it count." He leaned back on his elbows, firelight dancing across his face, highlighting the faint scar on his jaw from a bar fight years ago. Vulnerable, real, not the invincible guy she idolized.

“Emma! Come on! What matters is that we can decorate. This will be my first Christmas here, and I don’t care if the decorations are old. We’ll use whatever works, and maybe I can buy a tree with my savings.” Maximus was surprised to hear the two women worrying about money. That shouldn’t be an issue—money was never something his wife needed to worry about. Yet, she never asked him for anything. “Mary!” Maximus called out as he stepped into the kitchen. “Yes?” “I’ve been thinking about your Christmas. This is the first one you’ll spend here. Maybe we can go buy what you need to decorate the house.” Mary’s eyes lit up, and a big smile spread across her face.

Jennifer chuckled and retorted mockingly, "CEO? Do you really think she became CEO through her own abilities? Without Jeremiah and me backing her up, she's just a useless loser." Charles looked at Jennifer in disbelief. His eyes were filled with shock and anger. Annoyed by the noise, I told the bodyguards to drag the two of them farther away. I crouched alone by the seaside. The winter wind blowing from the ocean was icy and piercing. Little by little, I scattered Noelle's ashes into the sea. I said softly, "Today is Christmas, Noelle. It's also the day you were born. I'm letting you return to the ocean."

But since he had already completed this part of his plan, he was feeling quite happy and he was fine with that. "Well, I think we don't need to do any Christmas shopping yet. But I can ask if you can help us unpack and settle in tomorrow, right? Unless you're going to the office instead…" The Alpha of the Silvercrest pack suddenly froze for a moment, and then a large Cheshire cat grin slowly showed up on his face. The babies laughed at the "big happy man" and then ran to him with arms spread wide open… Soon the three were on the floor having piggyback rides with the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar company…

Max The smoke is thick in the fair making it nearly impossible to breathe. The flames are huge and hot, I don’t have much longer before the walls are gonna give in. I have to hurry, Sloane is unconscious in my arms as I try to navigate to the smoke and flames that now consume our family home. She doesn’t have her wolf yet, so if I don’t get her out of here soon, she could die. This day went from bad, to worse in a heartbeat and it’s not over yet.

A storm behind the smiles. Maybe it was me. Maybe it was him. Lena shot across the room like a chaotic missile, skidding into me with a hug that knocked the breath from my lungs. “Jesus Christ, you look like a Disney princess who failed the survival side quest,” she said, tugging my hood down. “Did he cheat with a girl? A guy? A whole choir? Spill.” I choked on a laugh—weak, cracked. “Guy.” She froze. Then whispered, “Oh sweetie… that is spectacularly awful. Well done. You win Christmas.”

“But if he is hurting you, Gi…maybe it’s time to rethink this marriage? Nothing is worth risking your happiness, baby girl. Not even love, however deep it may run.” The truth of those words was going to haunt me, I knew that. But I can’t think about this right now. Not when our car pulled outside the massive gates that led to Maximus’s stunning neoclassical mansion. “Wow…I took him more for a penthouse kind of guy,” Teresa murmured. I had to agree—Maximus seemed more like the type to live in a sleek bachelor pad, I guess I was wrong. A very sophisticated, middle-aged woman, probably the housekeeper, ushered us to the informal sunken lounge by the pool. It was gorgeous out here.

“You wish. Here does not feel like Christmas, so let us go shop for Christmas trees, flowers, and lots of roses.” “Put those clothes down. Let us go.” I was about to drag her out, but she stopped me. “We do not celebrate Christmas around here, Lisa.” Huh? What was she saying? I noticed that she was twisting her fingers. She only does that when nervous. Are they pagan? That explains it. “Here is the Silvercrest Dominion pack, the strongest of all packs. My father is the Alpha… we are werewolves, Lisa. It is high time I come out of my closet.”

Ana wasn’t able to stop the groan of tortured despair. Xavier heard Maximus’ voice and left the bed in the other room to investigate. At seeing Xavier, Maximus took a couple of steps back toward the door weary. He knew full well that Xavier didn’t like him. When Xavier’s ears went back and his curly tail wagged aggressively, Ana looked coldly at Maximus. “I think we can deal with whatever you want tomorrow. I think it’s time you left, Maximus.” Maximus seemed to agree and left her apartment with only the most brief farewell.

is the name of the game. Since Clara will be in town, I searched for nearby areas we could go to for a day trip or an overnight trip that didn't have us driving for 5 or 6 hours away from the city. There were wineries and breweries in Temecula we could go to. That’s an hour’s drive and a chance for us to be alone. Hopefully, no Dante, no Clara, no distractions. ‘Me, Celine, and some sexy time,’ he grinned. ‘But first, I need to make sure Clara does not see me.’ Max bought a hat from one of the gift shops to cover his face. Then he charmed the flight attendant secretly so he could board the plane before Clara did.