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.

“IF needed, I can get an official paper from the US government…This is in the best interest of the king’s family, and I need to speak to his lawyer ASAP. There's a slight pause on the line before she says, “I understand, sir, if you could just hold the line whilst I speak to Mr Wainwright.” “Yes, thank you”, I reply; a couple of minutes pass by before a man comes onto the line and says, “MR Wainwright speaking, what can I do for you?” and I smile as I reply, “Mr Wainwright, My name is Adam Rocco working for Swift security on behalf of the us government; we have Maxwell King’s grandaughter here under our protection.”

He made a promise to never allow himself to be deceived like that again. It was a happy day for the family. His little sister had gotten engaged, and that was cause for celebration. Of course, being the overprotective guy he was, he'd refused to give them their blessings until he knew for sure that Albert Knox was good enough for Gwen. He had investigated, interrogated, threatened, and sweet-talked him into doing things that would get him into trouble with the law, but the guy was clean. Which only made Max happy that his sister was a lucky girl for finding someone honest. Someone who loved her and would do anything for her. So, even if he wasn’t in the mood to party, he would plaster a smil

Alice was escorted out through a side exit, headed not for a prison cell like Rose, but toward a specialized federal witness protection and medical rehabilitation facility that Max had secretly funded for years—a truth he had never bragged about, but one that finally came to light in the quiet after-action reports. As the last squad car’s taillights vanished down the winding driveway of our estate, the heavy iron gates closed with a dull, echoing thud. The house grew profoundly quiet. The storm had passed, leaving us standing amidst the wreckage of a battle we had won, but the realization lingered heavily in the air: the war for our family was finally over. Max walked back to me slowly, his

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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.