Max Goodwin Novels & Stories

He immidiately open amd read some of the documents and report in his desks. Maximillian Grant, is not just a normal billionaire owner of one of the biggest companies in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, but also a sought bachelor in his prime years. He was a well-known young succesful businessman, but people doesn't know that Maximillian is a full blooded wolf, the alpha of his kind, the leader of his clan.

Everyone in the room knew who Victoria and Calista were targeting. Garvin’s jaw clenched, his knuckles turning white over his briefcase handle. He made a move to sit up, but I caught his eye and gave a subtle, firm shake of my head. Don't take the bait. Before I could even open my mouth to deliver a smooth, lethal response, a deep, gravelly voice echoed from two rows behind me, cutting through the cabin like a shattered piece of glass. "If anyone in this cabin lacks qualifications," Maximo said smoothly, his voice low, heavy, and dripping with dangerous indifference, "it is the legacy failures currently living off their parents' dwindling trust funds."

On the day I started the job, the offer letter in my hand told a different story than the one I'd been promised. A million dollars a year had turned into three thousand dollars a month, printed in black and white. I looked up. "This isn't what we agreed on." The HR rep just smiled. "Ease into it first. We'll talk about a raise once you're off probation." I picked up the pen and signed. On the day of the signing ceremony, Mr. Pyatt was riding high. He turned to his assistant. "Has the money from the co-investment funds cleared yet?" I slid the offer letter, the one with "$3,000 a month" printed on it, gently across the table until it sat in the middle. "Mr. Pyatt, that $970,000 you save

“Sam and I go a few years back when she used to come here with her late husband, Maxwell. Do you know him?” “I’m sure he’s not interested to know about Max, Terry,” Sam stated softly. “Maxwell Cameron, the largest real estate developer in the country and spreading across internationally,” Damian responded patiently. “Of course I know. Only a fool, who doesn’t. He was a hard-working man and ruthless in his dealings. Ruthless but compassionate.” Damian glanced at Sam when he said the word ruthless and enjoyed the reaction he saw in her eyes. He met her gaze challengingly, daring her to argue.

Guards stood post in nearly every shadow I glanced out, watching us with careful eyes. "Mind what?" "What I have to do tonight?" I say, folding my arms across my chest. Looking around, I take in what a shame it is that Alpha Isaiah's Pack went rogue a few years ago. Every one of them rebelled, and he has a hard time trying to reign them in. Hence why he is working with the Alpha of Discipline to tame them. "It's fine Lexia. It's work, and it's not like we are dating anyway," he assures me. I glance down, staring at how the silver of my dress glimmers under the moonlight. Adrian reaches out, handing me my ticket.

I wonder sadly. Max I walk to the elevator, got in, and press the button for the ground floor. Today was a good day, the 1991 Tax Prep, finally punching that asshole ex of mine in the face. I can’t believe after eight years I finally got revenge on that asshole for cheating on me. I smile, thinking of the punches I landed in his jaw.

Slave I slowly step out from behind Nathan. My cheeks are still rosy-red from seeing Alpha Maximus’s large appendage. I keep eye contact as I slowly walk toward him and gently place my hand in his. There is an instant feeling of love and bliss between us. He rubs his thumb across the back of my hand, sending sparks igniting. Alpha Maximus smiles at me with his gentle brown eyes. My heart flutters and a sense of happiness fills my soul. I know right then that I can trust him and that I’m now his to cherish.

"Hmm?" "Come, I want you to meet my beta, my tracker, and the leader of the pack warriors," Michael said and I instantly look at Lincoln, he just nodded at me as a sign that it was okay for me to leave him in a bit. I immediately walked over to Michael where he was happily talking to three men. I think I already know one of them, the leader of the pack warriors since he's the one who captured me and throws me in the cellar. "Hey mate, I want you to meet Maddox, he's my beta. This is Carrick, the pack tracker and I believe you already met this other guy here, Henry, the leader of the pack warriors." Michael introduces me to the other men and I just smile at them.

The man ask authoritically. Boss he didn't tell us till now who they are for which he was working. subordinate Max said tiredly. Max was 25 year old boy. He was working for the man since young age because at age 6 his parents was murdered by a gangster and he got saved by this man. Max has the tall height, eyes are black, hair is blond, white complexion of skin, look like a American model in every aspect, personally he was the carefree person but on work mode no one can be dangerous than him, people known him as hell guard.

The man was ten times stronger than we were, and being a Lycan, he had the advantage of shifting as he pleased and when he pleased; however, we were not going to sit back and allow him to do that because we believed that we couldn’t take him. “Caterina?” I heard a man say from behind me, grabbing my arm, stopping me. Both Nathan and I stopped, frowning at his sight. His eyes studied my expression carefully for a second before letting my hand go “my apologies, I thought that you were someone else” “I noticed” I said, glaring at the man. He looked at Nathan before extending his hand for him to shake “my apologies, I haven’t introduced myself, Alexander Grimaldi, son of Elijah and Sofia Grimald