Max Goodwin Novels & Stories

“Yes. If we hit him where it hurts—in his new firm, in his money, in his pride—he’ll break faster than a bullet would drop him.” Sandra smirked. “That’s my Anna. Sharp. Calculated. A queen.” That night, my phone buzzed. The man on the other end—the one who always dug deep into secrets—spoke quickly. “I found something about him.” My pulse quickened. “Talk.” “Max’s new firm is not his alone. He’s got partners—three of them. One is a politician, one is an investor from overseas, and the last… well, the last will shock you.”

At the windgate hotel max was getting a massage and smoking his cigarette. The CEO could not stop thinking about the lady downstairs. The beauties he brought back to his hotel were laying on his bed. Max wanted to kick them out but he realized he never received their names. He eventually made them strip and please each other as he watched…

“I thought he was just another wannabe, but I think he’s more involved than I realized.” “I don’t need your opinions,” I said, my voice cold. “Just the facts.” He nodded quickly, sensing my tone. “Right. Max’s been active, running small operations, trying to connect with factions on both sides. He’s been working with some lesser players, trying to make his way up. But what you should know is he’s been in both Paris and Miami recently. Not just a coincidence, either.” “Go on.”

Because deep down, beneath all the fear and denial, I knew the truth… this wasn’t something I could walk away from, this wasn’t something I could outrun. Because what I had spent years trying to protect, what I had spent four years hiding had just been seen. And Nathan Lockwood… Was not a man who let things go.

“Deputy Cartwright over there is an expert on not normal, just so all of you know.” “I am now, thanks to this wonderful man right here. Isn’t that right, Agent Gold?” Max asked with a big grin. “Max, you were an expert on not normal long before we ever met,” Wren said, looking down at one of the phones he was still going through.

Max said in anger to Giovanni, Eleanor and Peyton who let their head down in shame. "Marco put them in the lockdown buildings." He said to Marco who nodded and guided them to the lockdown buildings. He was alone in his office, sighing deeply. He called Klayton, the punisher of Blood Stone pack and also his pack, The Dark Knights. "Alpha Max, what is it?" A deep, gruffly voice said through the phone. "I need you to come here and punish three people that have failed to protect my mate." He said sternly. "Sure thing." He said and then Max hanged up the phone.

* * * “…and for out top story, MaxxTech CEO, Sinclair Godfrey has been declared missing…” “Hey, I heard Mrs. Maxwell is on her way to make a quick announcement today,” Maddy said as she pulled a chair next to Glen at the small table in the breakroom. Looking down at the paused screen of the news video on Glen’s phone, she added, “God, he’s been missing for more than a week now. Do you really think he might still be alive?”

I knew that body and those hazel eyes from anywhere. I tried to walk to her but the senator appeared and grabbed my arm. “Markos, I’m glad you came,” he said as he pulled me into an unwanted hug. I had to go to hios party to show him he and I were still partners. To rule the black world of New York, you need law enforcement and a few politicians. The senator was among those on my payroll and I couldn’t fuck it up because he would screw everything about me. There was a reason they always wound up dead after they retired. They always got big heads and ewuallty big mouths.

Sure," Felicia answered. Felicia hung up, went out of her room, and rode the elevator to the second floor. She strolled up to Max's study. He was still on the phone, and she could hear his voice from within the partially open door. She heard a few words—something about a government contract failing review and being blocked. The Hawthorne family was involved in more than just business. A few of them were also employed in politics. Brandon, Max's father, was a government official. This meant that Max could obtain the greatest government contracts and typically received firsthand information about new regulations.