David X Max Novels & Stories

David immediately fished his phone out as soon as he heard the main door locked indicating that his Nanny is gone. He called Xander who was busy in the club with Brian and Douglas after work. The phone bell for eternity before he picked up. "Yoo dude, where the fucking hell are you? Oops my bad, I forgot you went to your little wife.... we are enjoying ourselves here. So let talk the shit out later." Xander blabbered and from his voice , David could tell he was half drunk. "Listen to me Xan, I don't want to see the Miller company by the end of tomorrow. " Xander immediately became sober from the icy tone David just used.

’ Tamara smirks. My mind spirals as the taunts continue all around me. I steel myself refusing to give them the satisfaction of one single tear. ‘She’s supposed to be the daughter of Alpha Maximus, a powerful Lycan and Alpha,’ A voice echoes. ‘Yet, he created a worthless freak! He mustn’t be as powerful as they say he is.’ Another says.

David replied in a light tone. David's friend laughed and patted David's back hard. He turned to me, and his smile grew wider. "And I think you are Loreine Hart, the beautiful princess who has filled my best friend's heart for years!" he said straightforwardly. David took my hand. "Baby, this is Maxin Kornthas, my best friend besides Liam, since elementary school. When he was in high school, he transferred to Thailand, following his Thai father, returned to his hometown and only returned here two years ago."

He carried Maya bridal style and walked out of the apartment into his car as they drove to his mansion, where they all belonged, under one roof. 𝘿𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙙'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑. My name is David Michael Gandy, son of Oscar Gandy and late Doris Gandy. My mother died when I was just two years old of ovarian cancer. Three years later my father married the most kindest woman in existence and a year later my brother Collin was born. I know all of you might hate me now but I am not the villain and neither am I a hero.

I rifled through my sketchbook, praying he left me alone like everyone else had. "I know you can draw. It's so beautiful. What's that? " he asked pointing at my newest sketch. I shut the book, sliding it out of his reach. I glared at him, not quite used to anyone disturbing me. He met my gaze coolly. " Ah! Where are my manners? " he said. I mumbled, "probably in your half eaten sandwich". He smiled. "Who knew you had a sense of humour? My name is Matthew. L. Henderson." I rolled my eyes, not caring I was sitting next to the mayor's son. He cocked his head, clearly waiting for me to introduce myself like the lady I wasn't.

They didn't add that the pack and nest were evil in the news, though. Oh, and if you're wondering, I do go to school. My name is David walker. My last name was fake. Of course, it's after Allice. And in the supernatural world, they don't know my name. They call me Xavier, the Black death. And if they knew, I wouldn't have been in school. In their eyes, I'm just a typical teenager that doesn't have a single clue about supernatural creatures.

To everyone's surprise, Max crossed the invisible barrier and crossed into the other plane. He came back to check if he crossed or not and found to his astonishment, that he did indeed entered into the magic plane. "Your highness" Max exclaimed in happiness. Darius too was extremely happy. "Does that plane have a Lord?" Darius asked Odhan. "Yes, your highness. Magic plane has a Lord. His name is David. I met him once when he came to visit my father" Odhan replied. "Max, go and search for Thea. First, approach the Lord there and ask for his help. Tell him that I sent you in my stead and he will be repaid when he needs us" Darius instructed Max.

His gaze followed the movement and the smile left his lips. "Those bruises look good on your neck, Celine," he said, his voice so eerie the hair at the back of my neck stood on edge. He smirked as if he knew just how his being creepy affected me. "I think it suits you. You have such a beautiful pale throat and I can see why Xavier squeezed it too hard. You should forgive him as it wasn't deliberate. He has nightmares sometimes and can't help himself from choking out anyone within close range," David explained, and I just gazed at him, hoping he saw just what his words sounded like in my ears. Utter bullshit.

Konstantin men! " Merda! " Maximo swore under his breathe as he recognized his Stalker. He threw his cigarettes into the receptacle container and bolted off to take a quick bath. He knew he should be on his way already but dirt isn't what he could cope with anyway. He is allergy to it so swiftly, Maximo dashed under the shower and take his bath throughly. He emerges minutes later to get dress in a perfect Tshirt and a new jean. He wore one of the comfortable sneakers he could find and a sherling jacket that stop just above his knees. Just as he was done lacing his shoe lace, he received a firm knock on his door.

Celine smirked. ‘You’re an asshole. Who are you anyway? Do you know who I am?’ ‘Celine keeps calling you Dante, so I assume that’s your name. Or did you forget?’ Max huffed. Dante huffed, offended. How can this nobody make fun of him in front of Celine? He’s never even heard of him before. How is he ever going to get in her good graces when he’s failing so miserably every time he tries? ‘I am Dante Rodriguez. We own the largest construction and real estate companies here in San Diego. What do you have to offer?’