David X Max Novels & Stories

He smirked. - "Patricia! Did you make the pancakes?" Darby yelled, I swear to God that this man is acting like a child at this hour, who the fuck yell like that at 7 am? "Darby, stop calling me like that!" I growled. "So your name is Patricia." Max said, I jumped out of fear and looked at him, standing against the wall, he was shirtless, showing off those abs and lastly those tattoos that are amazing. "Patricia is my middle name." I grunted.

his Dark gaze moved to my suspicions Parents but he made sure to ignore and avoid me sitting in the middle. Their awkward silence killed me as they all kept giving me odd gazes. My parents talking to each other with their eyes is possible, I would have said they were mind linking but werewolves are just fiction. Xavier on the other hand was looking disturbed and worried, why am I even concerned about his worthless feelings. "Dad!?" I called out unsure as I looked at my Mum's scared face. "It's Dave" Dad blurted. I faint gasp escaped my lips as I looked up to my parents before stopping my gaze on Xavier's surprised face. He too didn't expect why he just heard.

My breasts pressed softly against him, nipples still sensitive. David pulled his fingers out gently, making me whimper at the loss. He looked at his soaked hand, then at me. For a moment, guilt flashed across his handsome face, his strong jaw tightening. “Shit,” he muttered. “What the hell are we doing?” Baby Max made a light, fussy crying sound from the cot nothing serious, but enough to break the spell. David stood up quickly, adjusting his massive bulge in his shorts with a wince, and went over to the baby. He leaned down, his muscular back flexing as he gently patted Max’s back in slow, soothing circles, murmuring soft words until the little one quieted and drifted back to sleep.

Alex got out of the pool as well and sat on the lounge chair beside me. "You just weren't satisfied, were you? Do you not know how to think? I did not spend millions on sending you to school just for you to fuck up everything because you couldn't keep your dick in your pants! If you wanted some fucking play toy, I would've hired one for you. Someone who has class and can hide the fact that they are a prostitute!" My father yells through the phone.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

Max stopped moving, and he turned his head to look at me with eyes as cold and dangerous as winter ice. "David is a pathetic coward who will never raise his voice at you again as long as I am breathing," he promised in a lethal, low tone. He walked back over to me and placed his large hand gently on the small of my back to offer me support. The warm pressure of his palm sent a wave of fresh courage straight down my spine, and it chased away the lingering shadows of my fear. "I am going to stand right beside you, and I will break his jaw if he even looks at you wrong," Max swore with absolute conviction.

Others were so ridiculous that Emma had to physically stop herself from commenting. Then Sofia found something. “Wait.” She opened a thread. The post was buried deep in a chemical trading forum. The discussion wasn't recent, but it contained several references to Thanox. They followed usernames. Old posts. Deleted comments. Archived conversations. One username appeared repeatedly. Sofia copied it into another search. Then another result appeared. And another. By the time they had finished digging, they had three names. Three separate sellers. Three different parts of the world. One in Singapore.

she croaked tauntingly. Xander got enraged to the core, shifting into his huge beast. This time, his speed and power were at their peak. Fire seemed to be roaming around him, and there were red pairs of wings spreading out from his back. He grew in size and all his muscles popped out. His eyes were burning like a lake of fire. "You are another hybrid from Lena's pack, too?" I saw the fear in Diane's eyes as she muttered those words, fluttering her eyes as she rested on Xander.

Then it slams its fists on the ground, creating small fissures on the stone ground. The Draco snorted. It was amused because it could already do this. In front of the now-evolved Ximi, the Draco remembered the other super alpha in the world, David. David baffled the Draco. Compared to the two super alphas standing off right now, David wasn’t as strong, durable, or intimidating. It didn’t understand how David, a creature so small, was able to deal so much damage to its territories. David was small compared to the Draco but he was able to kill so many of the Draco’s servants.

The weight on my body lifted, and I fell to my hands and knees, panting. David dropped to the ground, but he barely looked phased. He smiled up at Maxwell, wiping a thin stream of blood from his lip. “Ah. The mate.” Maxwell was no dilly-dallying on words. He stormed in, fists drumming against David’s face, his whole body shaking with barely sealed rage. The ground buckled and cracked below them, power exploding outward in rippling waves. I forced myself up, every part of me trembling. My vision blurred, and my limbs weakened, but I had to move. Had to fight. Had to—