Max And El Novels & Stories

It’s amazing how he can make it look real when, in reality, I am in New York, under his club named Aurora. “What’s that? Wanna say something?” On another screen, Rylee, Cali’s assistant, is rounding a metal chair where Egor, Zakharov’s second in command, sits in a rather compromised situation. Her voice, teasing and menacing, whilst she flashed him a sweet smile. His fingernails detached from his body, a hole present on all joints… a gruesome sight that will surely push me on a liquid diet for weeks.

Lucifer really loved his girlfriend and luckily for him, Max just laughed it out and started their normal conversation and finally he decided to reveal his real name, which he had thought through it yesterday and decided that Lucifer was a trustworthy friend and it would not be a problem if we share our information as Lucifer too seemed an interesting open guy with a slight sense of familiarity to him. As Lucifer was speaking nonchalantly, he saw the serious look in Max's eyes and suddenly stopped speaking and looked at him as he had a good understanding of him over these day's and not knowing what would be Lucifer's reaction Max said to Lucifer, My name is Max Wellington and I am from FFF C

Elana. “Elana? Why is he here?” Efanell asked as he halted to a stop beside Maxwell, who was still on the ground. Maxwell got up immediately. “How may we help you?” Efanell asked Maxwell, who just stood dumbfounded. “Nothing. I just came to say hi to an old friend,” Maxwell lied. “Leave my premises immediately,” Efanell ordered. Maxwell glanced at me, at my stomach, and then at Efanell. Then he turned to leave.

Max was still lying down, his eyes closed, and he couldn't open them because of several bruises from the blows of some of Eleanor's men. He ignored the booming and flashing sounds of Linea and Eleanor's power. Max blinked slowly and then tried to get up. He heard the faint sound of Mirielle's voice calling out to him. Max wanted to run away from the room, but he couldn't swing his steps. Let alone walking; he found it difficult even to get up. Max didn't know where he was. He only knew that Eleanor had brought him to this place. Then, what was the relationship between Eleanor and Linea? Why did he see Linea there? Now the two of them were clashing to get to him?

[“I don’t like Elizabeth. She’s too frail and skinny. Compared to your sexy body, she’s nothing but a stick! There’s only you in my life, Elaina. I only love you.” It was a video of Max confessing her feelings to Elaina while they were hugging tightly; there was no space between their bodies. Badump! I pressed my chest which was pounding like a hummingbird’s wings. ‘Elaina was right. My mate… hates me. My mate loves her!’ “Now, can you believe it? Max would choose me rather than his own mate?” Elaina boasted. “Do you know why? BECAUSE THERE WAS NO ROOM FOR AN UGLY BEAST LIKE YOU, ELIZABETH.”

She quickly noticed them and stared for a moment. "Elen, these are your second and third brothers. Introduce yourself, Elliot," the grand duke said. "Hi, I'm your third brother, Elliot. And this is Maxwell, but you can call him Max," Elliot said, gesturing towards Max. "Hello, brothers," Elen said softly, looking down, feeling nervous as it was her first time meeting them. "Wow, you're so cute. You even have silver hair like our brother!" Elliot exclaimed, admiring her hair.

"He will come around I've dealt with him before and he does love you is just being stubborn and he's digging in his heels so you just give him time you are one of the same person and he does love you I know that for a fact so stop stressing about him and hopefully we can find a way to just extract or best friend from the villa." " She's going to be so mad when she comes out. Take Max to Italy and by the sound of things because we had a conference meeting yesterday online and I needed to get briefed on what was going on however Maxwell doesn't seem like himself he seems distant he seems distracted and you can see it in his eyes even though he's pretending to be okay he misses Eleanor. "

Her long, thick, curly lashes, small pointy nose, and thin, pink lips must probably be a killer for an elf like Finrod. “Ellaine? Do you hear me?” Caeruleus waved his hand in front of her face. “Ellaine?” “Yes? I’m sorry, what did you say?” She looked away at the two and focused with Finrod. “I smell something here.” Margarette sniffed the air at Ellaine’s direction, “Jealousy..?” She sniffed closer. “Ellaine? You smell jealous.” She smiled teasingly. Caeruleus laughed hard. “Margarette is a funny sort, isn’t she?”

Max composed himself and immediately approached her to greet her and, of course, introduce himself, ignoring Emma's attempt to hold him back. "I'm Maximiliano Müller, and I am a friend of your daughter. Nice to meet you." He extended his hand and smiled, noting the striking resemblance between Elaine and Emma, envisioning what Emma would look like at that age. "Nice to meet you, I'm Elaine Spencer, Emma's mother." "You two look like sisters," Max said sincerely. "I mean it."

“You have earned it, and besides Max wasn’t even there went we decided to put you on the squad. Look, I know the guy, he doesn’t play with women feelings, he usually is very straight forward with what he wants and he never crosses a line. I told him you’re like my sister and he is not backing off, so that either means he doesn’t give a shit about the alliance, which is very unlikely, or two he likes you but is just a bit messed up in the head and can’t decide what to do or three, he is completely messed up and lost all his senses and is using you.” I flinch at the last one but Colton quickly adds “Look all I’m trying to say is be careful. Max is a good person and he normally would play with