Max Lightwood Bane Novels & Stories

In it, packs were going to come from around the borders. Bane had specially told me to comport myself. He didn’t want me going around, unmated. I, Audrey Miller went on arguing with him. I wasn't going to have him look down on me so much. “Jesus, Bane. I'll be fine.” I told him, patting my dog. “Who brought that in here?!!” He said, suddenly springing up and climbing the sofa. He looked afraid of Blue. “He’s not that. He has a name which is Blue, Bane. Show some respect,” I said, patting its head.

Fine by me. I chuckled darkly, glancing at X as something sparked between us. We were thinking the same thing. I leaned in, voice low and taunting. “Alpha Maximus. Let’s test something. I’m guessing your little crew doesn’t know the truth about Tatiana, huh?” Bane froze. His cuffed hands twitched. Panic bloomed in his amber eyes. “That’s a lie!” he barked. “You have to tell them the truth! They’ll kill me!”

He answered honestly, looking at me with a puzzled look on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, I swung my whip at him. Bane's flesh was hard, dark brown because he was constantly exposed to the sun, so the whip that hit him left no mark like it was just scratching an itch for him. I would have thought he didn't know pain if it wasn't for him screaming. I didn't stop, lashing Bane with multiple whips in quick succession. There are small spikes on the whip. After many times, it also left many bloody scratches on Bane's body.

“What do I have that I should be the Bane of the Dragons?” Gaea turned to her with the same smile. ‘My dear Sophia… you are the only one who can kill Elijah Trueblade.’ “Winner! Zain Anderson!” Sophia stood rigid as she stared at the empty air. Leon cheered and yelled at Zain while Major Dylan told her teammate to shut up. Major Dylan turned to check on Sophia when she didn’t join them and saw her facing to the side, completely not focusing on the fight below them. “Sophia?” he called out to his female student.

“There is only one alpha in the area who is unmated, outside yourself. So, call Alpha Bane because he will declare war to get his mate back, you know what he was like at college. Always going on about finding his mate—He won’t let her go without a fight. Shit, do you really think he’d treat his luna anything less than a queen? Hell, he’s still a virgin!” Colton’s unasked for information about my mate throws me for a loop, and it makes the ache bigger. Goddess, what have I done? Regret and guilt chips away at me, only adding to pinching pain dashing along my skin. “No, I don’t believe he would harm his mate. Bane’s a good man with strong morals.” Talon says, not letting his friend’s hysteria

Aria said, lowering Ruby to the ground. “Yes.” Ruby ran into her room. ——————————————— “You stole from our stash, Max!” Shadow barked, his sword already unsheathed. “No, I didn’t. I only took what I earned,” Max replied in his defense. “You earn nothing here unless I say so!” Shadow hissed, stepping forward. “You stole from me, and you know the rules.” Max reached for his blade, but he was too slow. Shadow was faster. With one clean slash, Shadow’s sword cut through his throat. Max’s head dropped to the floor.

My eyes widened, scanning the swirling white vapor. Slowly, a towering, massive figure materialized out of the fog, walking directly toward me. It was Bane. A momentary wave of relief washed over me, but it vanished instantly when he stepped into the dim light of the vanity mirror. His eyes weren't calm. They were pitch-black, blown wide with a dark, primal and incredibly serious look as if I were a threat that had just breached his final line of defense. As the fog swirled and parted around him, my breath completely left my body. My jaw dropped, my jade-green eyes stretching to their absolute limits.

Chapter Two. THIRD PERSON POV. Werewolf Realm (The Nightshade Clan) April 16 2025. (Present Date) Alpha Bane was leaning back in his leather chair, nursing a headache that felt like a rhythmic sledgehammer against his skull, when his office door didn't just open- it practically exploded off its hinges. "Your brother has gone mad, Bane!" His mother shrieked, storming inside.

He disposed of the condom and chuckled. "Aaron, no. My fear lies in the one who does the killing," "Blake?" "The one they call White Bane. He is always wearing a mask so his face is unseen, but he is indeed a devil. He slaughters men like they are meat and ends his captives in the most gruesome way. So, he is the one I am afraid of, not Aaron." ‘Anderson,’ I thought. "Let's just enjoy our time together, I'm tired and hungry and thirsty. I'm going to need my strength if I want to keep up with your sexual needs," I winked at him, making him laugh.

Luke said from the doorway. “Fine, let them in.” Bane watched the men as they entered. First in was a man about Banes age, blond, skinny and with a smile that would have been right at home on a jackal. He was followed by an older man in his fifties, his hair had started to grey and he had a scar running along his left cheek, the smile was the same as that of the first man. Mr Walker, Bane thought. closely behind him came a woman. She was thin, looked jumpy, and her dark hair was put into a braid. Her skimpy outfit hung on her body in a way that told Bane she wasn’t eating enough. Still, she was beautiful. Nothing compared to his angel, but he could see why Walker had chosen this woman. Lastl