Eleven X Max Novels & Stories

Not sure how they ended up sitting face-to-face, their faces still flushed red from this morning's train incident. Nameplate: The CEO Jonathan. Seeing the nameplate on the desk made Weni's mouth go dry. So, the XL guy on the train was her potential boss? "What's your name?" "Weni Adriana, sir," She answered crisply. "Experience?" "I've been working as a secretary at Djarum Pentole for 10 years!" "Big company, why'd you quit?" "I quit because my friends teased me about being an old maid!" She blurted out too honestly, then quickly clamped her mouth shut.

They were punishing Maxwell Barlow, the only ray of sunshine in my life. Max tried to fight them off, he tried to save me but he was outnumbered. Charles could do nothing either. A seven-foot-tall man hit Max on his head when he started protesting Xander Benson's decision and Max had fallen to the floor. My sweet Max! It crushed my heart to see him in such a terrible situation. I cried and cried but the strong hands holding me back didn't let me go. They didn't even let me cradle his head in my lap and check his wound. I didn't even know if he was alive. I hoped to God that he was alive. I could not imagine a world without Maxwell Barlow. He was the only man who really cared about me, who ca

I wonder sadly. Max I walk to the elevator, got in, and press the button for the ground floor. Today was a good day, the 1991 Tax Prep, finally punching that asshole ex of mine in the face. I can’t believe after eight years I finally got revenge on that asshole for cheating on me. I smile, thinking of the punches I landed in his jaw.

She has not yet recovered from the sudden change of position when she feels Maximo's hard and long manhood enter inside of her wetness. "Ah! Shit! Max!” she moaned as she held onto the armrest of the s*x ramp and looked at Maximo behind her. Maximo held her tiny waist, as he moved himself inside of her, she could feel his long and hard manhood inside of her, which sent a voltage of electricity all over her body that weakened her knees. Maximo was right about this s*x tool, it indeed helps to make their position much better than before. "Ah! Max, faster please! Harder!" she asked while catching her breath, as if what Maximo was taking behind her wasn't enough to fulfill her thrust for him. Ma

Slave I slowly step out from behind Nathan. My cheeks are still rosy-red from seeing Alpha Maximus’s large appendage. I keep eye contact as I slowly walk toward him and gently place my hand in his. There is an instant feeling of love and bliss between us. He rubs his thumb across the back of my hand, sending sparks igniting. Alpha Maximus smiles at me with his gentle brown eyes. My heart flutters and a sense of happiness fills my soul. I know right then that I can trust him and that I’m now his to cherish.

he took a long sip . Max feels betrayed and insulted..he couldn't control his anger " what is this Aeron...how can she be your gf..u never told me ..what is going on..." Aeron make him sit on sofa and stand in front of him.."hey..calm down..what is there to told u...Xavier used my sister to reach me at least am not using her sister...I just love her" he explained with his most innocent face.. but max know he is not at all innocent...he is the most cunning person..

Max smiles at Eliot’s words, and I feel a sharp pang of jealousy as I catch the way his face lights up. ‘Focus, Xander,’ Atlas growls softly, sensing the shift in my emotions. As we walk, I can’t help but think over the difference between Max and Seb. I know Max has worked hard to get here, but it’s clear how far ahead he’s pulled. Max is bigger—taller and broader, he’s not that much smaller than me these days. Seb, by comparison, looks more like a Beta. Despite being four months older, Seb doesn’t have the same presence. He’s turning eighteen in a couple of weeks, on June 7th, but he doesn’t look as mature as the rest of us. The contrast is undeniable, and it makes me wonder about Max’s lin

“We need to talk, and it is very deep.” Max went to the uniform session to find one that fit her. As she placed her hand on the clothes, she became mindful of the conversation. She turned her head to see the three friends together. They were conversing and making jokes. She knew Selena had lied about not recognizing Titus, and she was going to prove it. She listened some more and could hear Selena start talking about Xavier. Max knew who that was. The basketball captain girls can die for. He and Selena are now in a relationship? What had she missed while she was away?

Max listened to the unending beep of the disconnected call, his face darkening by the second, anger coursing through him as he hurled his phone across the room. He and Xander were born in the same year, with Max being a few months older. They both were successors of the Big Four Families. But, because of Zane Corporation's growing success under Xander's leadership, Max had been overshadowed at every turn. It was a bitter pill to swallow. He yearned for the day when Xander would kneel before him. Despite his many attempts to change the status quo, he had had no success. Instead, he found himself and the Guzman Corporation gradually being pushed toward an irrecoverable downfall.

“What is the truth?” Max shifted, leaning back against the headboard of the bed, his blue eyes that were contrasting with his black hair, had an expression unreadable, looking hollow. “It wasn’t drunk driving,” he said quietly. “And…” — he paused, swallowing hard — “I was in the car too.” My lips parted in shock. “What?” I whispered, unsure if I wanted to hear what came next. Max nodded once, his gaze was unfocused, lost somewhere far beyond the walls of the room that we were in. “Yeah,” he murmured. “I was just eleven back then.”