Max Lover Novels & Stories

Her gaze instantly softened. When she spoke, her voice was soft, but every word she said seemed to stab into my heart like a knife. "Honestly, I've always felt a little guilty watching you get played for a fool by Felix and me. "Remember the last time you asked why the condoms in the drawer went missing? I told you I threw them out, when in truth, I used them with Felix." She paused before reaching down to brush against my empty pant leg. "I really love you, Shane Conway.

There wasn’t much furniture, just couches, a coffee table and a small kitchen opposite the window. I relaxed on the chair and placed my bag next to me on the floor. Just then, a tall figure with square shoulders walked out of the room opposite my seat, his head almost touching the top of the doorframe. He was dark skinned and HANDSOME. He looked like he had just woken up. Damn. Who is this nigga? “Hi,” he smiled at me. Gosh, his smile just made him look 10 times more attractive. His eyes narrowed as his perfect white teeth displayed before me.

he said, his voice low and smooth, like a distant rumble of thunder. I grinned, gesturing casually to the art installation hanging on the cafe wall—a two synchronized clock - The Perfect Lover. “But you’ve been here for hours. It’s cold, it’s raining, and…” I hesitated, glancing at the synchronized clocks mounted on the café wall. They were one of our signature decorations, labeled The Perfect Lover.” Logan’s gaze followed mine, landing on the clocks. He raised an eyebrow. “Perfect Lover?”

I inform him, somewhat lost. "No, I don't mean her," Max replies, finally realizing it's me. "Alyanna, I love you." "You're drunk, and you don't know what you're talking about," I respond, trying to stand up for him despite his inebriated state. "They say that a drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts," Max asserts, though he may not have the saying quite right. "You're mistaken," I say, taking a step back to escape the overpowering smell of alcohol.

At that moment I was giving in to my heartless lover and I loved him with my body and soul. He slowly entered me, stretching me beautifully. God, I have missed him. His thrusts were really slow but they were hitting the right place that were making me moan loudly but he covered my mouth with his hands and it made me wonder. I mean we were the only ones in the house so who cares what we do inside. I could scream to shutter glasses and it wouldn’t bother anyone expect for the guards outside but that was okay, they were professionals. They would understand. ‘We should practice. I don’t want to wake up our son and have him running towards our room to find out what is making you sound like that.

He regrets not bonding her up in chains and not fucking her senselessly laying his claim on her, now someone will be harvesting his hard earned reward for free. His nostrils flares up in smoke and he slam the coffee table in half. “I swear, if I find you and you are deflowered then I will make your life a living hell. I will make you suffer than anyone I have punished. I will let you know the reason they call me Tuono-Rosso. No one makes me a fool, no one. .................. Back In Sea View Kelvin laid on his side, caressing the face of the unconscious Phoenix. This has got to be the luckiest day of his life so far. He got a chance to sleep with his dream girl and he was her first too , now

Looking shocked between me and the table, he says “Lucy has moved on man, she found her mate. So, you must also leave the past in the past and take what the Moon Goddess gave you” “DO NOT EVER mention her name again. If you do, I will rip your throat from your body. If you think that I will let the Moon Goddess make fun of me again, you are dead wrong. I am an Alpha, not her puppet to entertain her”. Saying it more to myself and especially to Cayden and Bruce. Knowing he can’t get through to me, he stands. Without saying anything, he started walking back to the door. Half way he stops. Without turning around, he says

“What’s the matter? Why are you a bit aggressive today?” She didn’t like that side of him. It was darker. No woman would like bad boys, but if he can bring heaven to her, she’d like to accept it. Stacy never desired to hook up with someone like Zach, her longtime crush since high school, but the temptation couldn’t be resisted. She still gave up with her higher standards, looking down at her past self, breaking the promise she’ll not go near Zach again. Stacy found herself ridiculous, sometimes. She waited for a long time only to be a mistress. She was a fool in love, that only one tap in a shoulder… she sacrificed her body to make love.

I said while waving my hand, embarrassed to face the young man with his hard body exposed to me. "My name is Marcus. For the sake of saving my life I vow my whole life to protect you." I gasped, did I save anyone? "... it doesn't have to be... you saved me earlier... it's not worth it." I'm getting more and more confused, this guy doesn't need to follow me all my life, right? "He belongs to the bloodline of the purebred wolf, if he is saved by someone, the family of the wolf shall follow as master. Ah, I'm Joanna Clinton, you can call me Joan."

before she could answer someone called out "Max? Let's go, man. The cheerleaders are performing for us today. Did you forget?" "No, I didn't. Like I would ever forget something like that" he scoffed dropping his hand. Annoyance twisted Lisandra's face and she glared at his friend for interrupting them but maybe she should have been grateful because she got to see his smile. He was exactly what she'd always dreamed of. This was her prince charming "Don't forget, chin up" he told her leaving. Right there, on that spot, she decided she was going to make him hers. It didn't matter how long it took or what she did, Max Carter belonged to her.