David X Max Novels & Stories

Damien asks, he must have seen my terrified face. I nod, “Yeah, I’m good.” “Uhm okay, this is my best friend Max,” he says proudly. “Oh, it’s so nice to meet you, Max, Damien has said so much about you,” I reply, shaking his hand. “You too, Mr Forsythe,” he smiles back. “Oh no, please call me Xander,” I say, “When we are outside of course.” “Well, I’ll be in the car,” I say, and I scurry away to the car, X is standing outside on the phone and Charles is inside playing Candy Crush.

At the same time, he let out a sexy, manly moan in my ear, and his hips jerked while my body spasmed as I still lay on top of him. Max gently placed me next to him, brushed the hair off my face, and kissed my forehead. As we collected our breath, I felt guilty for not dealing with everything well and getting too tired because of it. Max gently stroked my hair and said, “There is no use dwelling on the past; we must act quickly now.” “According to Jaxon’s investigation, David was once in contact with Lina. It seemed that Lina had once offered some strange medicine for him,” he informed, which shocked me.

“Our Delta’s been working us hard all spring in training. I’ll be seventeen in October.” Just then, Tobias re-enters the room with Max in tow. Max is now wearing a beautifully cut black designer suit. There’s a moment of silence. He looks like a fucking beast. “Damn,” Xander mutters. “I can’t believe he’s about to tear that one too.” Max grins like the cocky bastard he is. “Feels like it’s painted on.” And yeah, it looks it too. Daemon eyes me, Brant, Xander, and Max curiously. “Are you experimenting with some new wolf steroids, Tobias?” he jokes. “It’s not often we meet wolves who can rival us bears for size — aside from you and your father.”

Max says kindly to David. “It’s quite all right, Alpha Max. I completely understand and agree. He’s been charging at the mind barrier for some time now. It’s tiring, please ask your questions,” David says to Max. This is surreal. I’m looking at and hearing Alpha Charles. Only it’s David talking to us.

A Mysterious Enemy Emerges David’s operation against Maximillian was swift and brutal. Utilising the intelligence from Emily, David, Arthur, and Bima launched a coordinated attack that crippled the Hydra network worldwide. The meeting in Dubai became a deadly trap for Maximillian. David gave him no chance to escape, no negotiation, no mercy. Maximillian, the purveyor of suffering, finally met his end at David’s hands. Emily and Oscar, watching from afar in Switzerland, received the news with mixed emotions—Emily with cold relief, Oscar, in his amnesia, only feeling the quiet peace by Emily’s side.

Sarah was very laid back and didn’t mind. Sarah had actually offered when she heard of Taylor’s grand scheme to get Meredith hitched to a David. Even though she didn’t work at Maxwell Sharpe Marketing Inc., she was very aware of who the Davids were. They were the three Divine sons of the business moguls Grant Maxwell and Faith Sharpe. It was widely known that one of them would inherit the title of CEO once their father stepped down.

That was all we could possibly ask for. I held up the flower, doing one last walk around the house. Touching the notches of where Xander and Zain had been marked as they grew. Even the marks that reached up past even their dad’s height. His old office that had been turned into my office these past ten years. Desmond had been unable to get up the stairs anymore. Making my way back down, I turned off the unnecessary lights and pulled out the electronics. One final turn, I smiled and held up the flower again.

"I'll give you more money, Dan. State your price. I'll give you anything, just find Maya. Please." Dan Crowdy, a man in his mid-fifties but dressed in Jean trousers and a T-shirt which had an "I love NYC" inscription on it, paired with sneakers he looked more youthful and it was evident that he had aged well. He blinked, gaping at Xavier in surprise, the man in front of him had gone from raging volcanic anger to soft helpless pleas in just some seconds. He knew just how much his services were and how wealthy the Salvadors were. The price was not the problem, the problem was it seemed like Xavier's fiancée had disappeared into thin air.

he scoffed, I tried to open my locker, but Damario slammed it shut with his foot. He leaned his massive frame against the locker, arms crossed, eyes blazing with challenge. "And how do you know I hate swimming? You're so obsessed with me you've been running background checks?" The idea was laughable, like I had time for that level of petty nonsense. "Say what you want," I hissed, stripping off my damp briefs and stepping under the scalding water. "Heard it's your birthday today. Any luck finding your Alpha mate?" Damario sneered, stepping into the adjacent shower stall.