Max And Ruby Parents Novels & Stories

"You and Mom are really something, Dad. Aren't you worried that Raven's going to find out one day and beat you both up?" Mom and Dad didn't look like they cared. "Hah! We'll see if she even gets the chance to do that! "Your mom and I have already talked things through. We'll just pretend to be deathly ill sometime later. We'll say we're deeply in need of 700,000 dollars for the surgery. Then, we'll sell her off to Leroy Buckley, the village idiot. "And then, once we get the money, we'll go abroad for a vacation and then stage a deadly accident after coming back. It won't matter if she ever finds out about the truth then, because what right does a married woman have to her parents' inheritanc

Summer’s POV True to his word, Rayne leaves. Not long afterwards, my kids came running in, jumping on the bed. Nathan and Dawson are great with them. They are playing with them when Max asks me if they really have two daddies? All eyes are on me. “I guess you do, sweetie.” “How?” he asks

Marcel uttered in realization, the pieces finally aligning in her mind. That explained why Victor was so anxious to get his hands on their father… he desperately wanted Maxwell’s blood with the same genetic components and Ruby was merely taken as leverage… to bound the man there with a reason to endure and keep living while being treated as a guinea pig; he made it seem as though their mother was quickly going crazy… how convenient it all happened on the auspicious night of honoring the dead… what he hadn’t planned on was the old wise tale being more just a myth.

Mina didn't even know whether to cry or be happy. Everything had turned upside down for her within a short period. If only she had known in the first place, she wouldn't have accepted to work in Cassano's company!. "It really turns out that Ruthless Mafia is the father of my kids after all". Mina muttered in a low voice to herself. Tyler, Taylor and Tessa felt really guilty. They clearly could see that their mommy did go through a lot in the past, that's why she didn't bother to tell them the truth.

I finally realized the Rolls-Royce with red ribbons was not a wedding car at all. It was a brand-new, unregistered car! The Faber’s Corporation employees quickly smoothed their collars and bowed to him respectfully, “Good day, Mr. Faber.” The words “Mr. Faber” struck me like lightning. It turned out that he was Marcus Faber, the CEO of Faber’s Corporation. In my previous life, I had only heard of his name. But I had never seen his face before.

She sighed and said, "But Max might not cooperate. Attorney York suggested that you find what Max cares about most and use it as leverage. Ms. Middleton, can you think of Max's weak spot?" I pondered deeply. Over the years, Max had never shown any vulnerabilities in front of me. However, I knew that his upbringing had a significant impact on him, given his personality. He had once revealed that his father died early, and growing up in the village, his family faced discrimination and bullying. These experiences made him fiercely independent and determined to succeed. His mother, Annie, had endured many hardships to support her four children, and despite her flaws, Max often indulged her. Whil

Max admired his father's unwavering commitment to his craft and his unwavering support for his loved ones. Max's mother, Evelyn, was a compassionate school teacher known for her warm smile and endless patience. She nurtured Max's love for learning and encouraged him to dream big, fostering his intellectual curiosity and instilling in him the belief that knowledge and education were powerful tools for making a difference in the world. Growing up, Max had a younger sister, Lily, who was his constant companion and confidante. They shared countless adventures and formed an unbreakable bond. Lily possessed a playful spirit and an infectious laughter that brightened even the darkest of days.

Every time my eyes closed, I could see the redhead girl. “Where is she?” I breathed, cutting off the story about how I descended from some supernatural creatures. “Who?” Maximillian asked. “Oh, you mean Ruby? She’s gone.” “Ruby,” I said her name, thinking that she would show up. “Anyway, as I was saying,” Maximillian smiled down at me. He patted my shoulder like he was a proud father. “You are the miracle child that would save the race of werewolves.” “It’s not possible,” I called after him when he started to move towards the computer desk. “I am an orphan. My parents died in a car accident. They were ordinary people! I have no known relatives. I’m a human. Not—not… not—“

When we got home Max was still quiet. "What's wrong?" I asked, putting the book on the table near the couch where I sat. "Everything went wrong: my father cheats on my mother; my mother is alone; I did not find the letter. Everything is wrong. I don't think we can ever find out anything." "Max, your dad is a bad person, I know. Your mom ... she has Rosa. And I promise you that now she will have me too." He looked at me.

“Megan, I’m so sorry.” “It was pretty bad,” she said. “Max took it really hard. He didn’t talk to his parents for years. I’m not sure that he ever made up with his father before the old man kicked the bucket.” She heaved a sigh, “To make a long story short. If my intelligence is correct – and it usually is – your horny lover is just making up for years of celibacy while he healed a broken heart. He’s not dated or even hired a hooker as far as I know. Both of his parents are dead now and he’s an only child who’s inherited the entire kit and caboodle. From what I understand, the man’s worth millions.”