Max Crumbly Book 4 Novels & Stories

They rampaged through stuff in a different room. Max wanted to find the book that showed every supernatural in town. It was easy for him to convince all the followers behind him to follow him because he could have proof of them living in town. Over a matter of days, Max had gained several people in town, all following his orders

“I am chewing at a completely standard volume. I’m well within the decibel limits of normal human consumption.” “You sound like a gravel crusher.” “You sound like someone who needs a nap.” “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” “Keep acting like a bitch and I’ll arrange it,” Max mumbles from the floor. He doesn't even open his eyes. I tune them out. I’m wedged into the far corner of the massive sectional, my laptop burning a hole through the denim of my jeans. I’m running the routine scrub-checks. It’s tedious, mind-numbing work, but it settles my brain when I can’t indulge in my preferred method of unwinding.

Every forever deserves its colors…The blush of first glances… The ivory of promises made…The wine of love shared… What was I supposed to do with that? Paint a wall with a rainbow? Throw a party themed after a box of crayons? Forcing myself up, I shuffled to the kitchen, my limbs aching. I groaned, rubbing at my eyes as I poured steaming coffee into my favorite mug that was chipped at the edge. “Clues and fucking poetry do not go hand in hand,” I muttered, stirring in way too much sugar. “Thought this was going to be fun but it's messing me the fuck up.”

I can't stop thinking about everything, from the cave to Gabriel being my mate and then to saving the people. It is starting to become so depressing especially since I don't even have a clue where to find the moonstone. I have finished my mom's book and I haven't found anything useful again apart from the handwritten poem at the back. With everything worth sacrificing, I chose my own flesh. Out of the weak comes the strong And out of the strong comes the mighty. The purest of all. White as snow, pure as the blood in her veins. The war is coming. At the strike of the snow on the ground.

"But I cleaned the whole place. I swept every corner my eyes could see and my nose could smell. They have to visit you, Uncle Max. I can't believe I wasted half of my reading time doing nothing." "And the remaining half?" Uncle Max smiled and looked at me. "What other half?" "The other half you spent reading your books. Did you read anything new today?" "Yes I did! In fact, it was the most beautiful book I have ever read. I thought you would like it too." "What is the name of the book?" Uncle Max asked, sounding interested. "Shading Black," I said the title aloud as if I had spent all my life memorizing it. "Is it a great book?"

Cracker’s POV “Stop feeding him bacon! You’ll make him fat,” I said, slapping Steel’s fingers, but I missed my mark by far, and Max got to have another piece of bacon. He yelped happily, ignoring me just like the man in my kitchen currently making me fried eggs and--- well, bacon.

The girls yelled in disbelief. To be continued…….book 4 loading. Thank you guys for riding this rollercoaster ride with me. I had so much fun writing this book, because of you guys. Thank you for all your support. If you have not added my f******k page please do for updates on book 4. As we wait on book 4. Please add my new book Curves and Basketball to your library and join that ride. This book is the very first book I wrote not knowing that I would be writing books 10 plus years later. The wait for book 4 won't be long you already know. Thanks for your support my Khaos Crew. We did that!

Craving 4 (more desires) “Flip over, I'm ready for round two," she remarked, much like the player that she was. I couldn't move, being bound like a sacrificial lamb hindered my mobility. If she knew that she offered no hint. “Flip over, now,” she said, terror held me hard, I wanted to do what she asked but I couldn't do so as I couldn't move at all.

My churning stomach releases and I throw up the spaghetti that I had for dinner. "You better not fucking touch her. She is min" I hear Maximus yells. When I am done emptying my stomach I raise my head to see that the evil man is hitting Max again. Max's eyes are closed and he grunts as the man hits him in the chest. When he is done Max is no longer moving.

"I can think of a few Elixirs to make with them." "No way!" Four put the seeds away quickly. "They are mine you greedy girl. In fact, I am going to plant them now." Four excused himself and scampered away quickly. "Hehe, that was interesting." Ren chuckled and looked at Two. "Alright show me your work." "Right." Two pulled out some things from a regular storage pouch, two rolled-up pieces of paper, and a handwritten book. "This is all I was able to learn." Regular Storage Pouch was able to store everything. But due to it not specially designed for certain things, deterioration happens faster to most items.