David X Max Novels & Stories

"Shit" I cursed as we ran outside the building through the back exit, I changed the magazine of my F2000 as the deafening sounds of gunshots continues, it looks more like a warzone. "You need to be fast soldier, that place will be swarming with zeds in the next five minutes" Dave said. I never thought of that, damnit! I searched around us for the targets for a few seconds before eventually seeing them running towards a parked truck close to the main entrance.

To his right sat Charles Dickson, Max's father—stiff-backed and reserved, and beside him, Martha Dickson, Max's stepmother—impeccably dressed, her smile polite but calculated. Ryder, Max's stepbrother, was already there. He lounged in his chair with the careless confidence of a man accustomed to getting away with too much—CEO by title, arrogance by habit. His eyes flickered towards me the moment I entered, lingering in a way that made my skin prickle. The moment Max noticed, his jaw tightened imperceptibly. David arose slowly when Max and I approached. “So, finally,” David said, his voice carrying authority. “I get to behold my boy after a very long time.”

The blows would never really stop coming from her family though she had nothing to do with them. As expected the DA was calling him and he didn’t want to deal with the other man. Though he also knew that he had to give a run down to the man so everything could be halted for the trail. They had to find David’s part in this. It was never going to be finished though in Max’s eyes. David would never give them everything they needed. It was his sick way of controlling everything now. His mother had warped his brain. Nothing else would really matter to him but himself making everyone wait. That was his power in this.

David gave a most charming killer smile, but only Alex knew how scary his master was in that moment, “Oh, it’s my luck. I got to meet Mr. Xiver, so Mr. Xavier, what brought you here? Antony walked closer to David, the more he saw David, the more he felt the anger boiling inside him, because looking closer, he finally understood that this man owned an empire, S country’s women’s heart, and why the answer was in front of him, crystal clear, like a mirror.

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. The underground brought forth money from the production of a white powder. The underground? It was a crack house. X-habit's main aim was to keep the money rolling in, Kaching! Kaching! In hard, hard currency. But somehow other benefits accompanied the money. Fame was one, Power was another. Chase Motors, a car manufacturing and selling company which was owned by Steven was one of the entities the money brewed. Sage Hotels and Suites was another. Baron Sage owned this one. It was one of the famous hotels in the state and was still rising to greater

It didn't take long and I was drowned by darkness as sleep took over me. Kaizer's POV Hey guys it's me the most handsome one in the group. For those who don't know me I'm the one and only Kaizer Maxrille Ford one of Xavier's bestfriend and also his best fighter. So now it's already 5:30 in the morning and i'm planning on waking up Xavier just to annoy him. Yeah very mature for a business tycoon right? Well whatever but I gotta wale up tge other two morons up first.

I know I’m not the only one sagging under the heat and the weight of missing my mate. There’s a quiet, sharp intake of breath beside me. I turn my head and see Xander sitting forward, his hand pressed over his chest. “You okay, man?” I keep my voice low. “Is it Atlas?” He shakes his head, brow furrowed. “I don’t know. I feel weird. Really hot, and my chest is tight.” Before I can say more, Max jolts. He shoots to his feet like someone stuck a live wire in him, then drops straight to his knees with a grunt.

Alex POV I looked at my mate as she clung to my best friend. Pain filled my heart when she wouldn’t come to me instead. Could it be because Creeds the one that found her? The car ride back to the pack was torture I watched as she shifted in pain in his lap but didn’t move from it just held onto him for safety. I wanted to pull her away from him and hold her so close to me that no space was left. But I couldn’t. He made her feel safe at this moment and the last thing I need is ruin that. He looked at her with love in his eyes. They’ve bonded a lot over the time she’s been with us. She’s closer to him than she is with me. I’ll admit we haven’t clicked the way I thought we should. We don’t talk

< I call him using the pack link, one of the perks of being a werewolf is we have the ability to talk to each member of the pack through our minds. >Promise me you're not gonna do anything to my mate, Michael.< Maddox replied to me via our pack link. I can't help but grimace upon hearing what he just said. I can't blame him though for thinking that I'm planning something bad towards his mate. He knows how much I hate rogues and I would attack every rogue that comes my way with no interrogation. But I am not heartless as everyone thinks, I will never do something stupid to his mate, I mean I'll try to be in my best behavior and I will not attack his rogue mate as long as I am not being provok

He walks away from me and I cannot help but chase after “You did that on purpose” “Obviously, like I said Ashley, you are mine” “I was his too” Daryl spins around to look at me, anger rolling off of him “You are not Christians” I shake my head “Not Christians. Maddox said the same but after he beat me, a constant reminder”