Romans & histoires 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."

she asked, smirking. The passionate charmer rewarded her with a hearty, masculine laugh that increased her desire for him even more. In response, the lust-filled redhead tried to move her hips to get more of him inside her. However, he countered by shifting his weight to keep her pinned and immobile under his beautifully muscular and firmly sculpted body. All the while, he remained inside of her, still not moving… Still hard. “Aaron, for the love of…” “Di, this is the first Christmas that I have my mate with me. I just wanted to tell you how important you are to me by being the first to greet you… Merry Christmas, Cherry Pie.”

I am not going to let a stupid little crush destroy everything I work for by being a distraction. I am so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t hear the voices on the other side of the door. I just open it and was met with a heart-sinking sight. Boobs-for-brains is naked, kneeling in front of Alpha Max, hands on his belt. Alpha Max Is sitting in his chair, he looks like he hasn’t slept but he still looks drop-dead gorgeous. His eyes meet mine and his heavy stare makes me want to melt. I have to stop, what will it take to get over this stupid crush?

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.

maximus turns and starts going " wait, what did you just say? " " I said I found Liam, I trained him and sent him on his way" " Where is he? " At that moment Liam decided to show up " Am here" this got everyone of the gods turning Thier heads to the voice and sure enough standing before them is a fine specimen of male perfection, without being told , he carried the charisma. 6ft 9 tall, very very bulky with huge biceps and tattoo, silver green eyes and very long silver hair. " Hello father, am Liam, uncle maximus is not to be blamed , mum just hated you" Zues walks towards him , an exact replica of himself, same structure, same hair color, cheek bones , he cups Liam's face with his palms wit

“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.