Max Mayfield Gif Novels & Stories

“Maybe she hasn’t discovered anything yet, maybe she is trying to keep her cover and is not being left alone. You know her eyes will glaze over when she is talking to you and she wont be able to hide that” He nods and then looks at me “There is something I need to show you” I look at him confused but follow him regardless. Kayla stays behind and wishes me good luck with a quick kiss on the cheek and I follow Max to his office, the image of my mother’s lifeless body strong in my mind. Max sits behind the desk and pulls something from a drawer, it is a photo of mother but with Kiwi and a recent one too, maybe weeks old at the most judging by my mother’s aging appearance.

Just spinning in a more chaotic direction now. As I pulled into the front courtyard, my phone buzzed. New message. Clara. The video came through first, Max standing on a park bench, waving a cardboard flag he’d clearly made himself with markers, yelling at Mischa, who stood below him wearing an oversized bike helmet and an expression like she was assessing an enemy's weak points. “Captain Maximus attacks! You won’t survive, Ice Fortress Guard!!” Clara’s caption followed: They’re fine. Max ate a ton. Mischa threatened two lives today. Normal.

" I .. can come back if that's what you wanted boss " " No need for that " Maximo replied as he zip up his trouser and then walk towards Marco. Before Iris could fully walk away, she doesn't want to take her eyes off maximo's tattoo which would only be visible when he took off his long Tshirt. After iris Left, Maximo took a long sigh. He caught Marco staring at him with a mischievous grin. " Oh common " He scolded Marco with a small smile " It's just a wham bam sex again the wall "

I greet them with a smile. "Hola, mija." My mama walks over to me, kissing my cheek. "How are Amelia and Diego?" My mama asks. "They're good." I reply, walking over to my papa kissing his cheek. "Hola, mija." He says. "How was your meeting?" I ask. "It got moved to tomorrow." He informs me, and I hum in response. "Did we get new recuits yet?" I ask hopefully. "Yes, you can start training them tomorrow." He replies

Maya was sure that Mr Wolf might've hidden somewhere but to her surprise, he had transformed and looked just like Max. The shock was too much that she felt like running out of the room for some fresh air however she couldn't.... In fact this man stopped her from leaving. "Maya dear, we still have a lot to talk about." Confusion within Maya rose to climax when this man sounded just like Max. "If this is Max then, where's my hu.."

She uttered once more reaching forward with trembling hands, tracing the outline of the man’s bearded face, tears uncontrollably rising in her eyes and falling along her cheeks… an indescribable feeling welling in her chest. “It’s me little warrior, I’m here… dads’ here.” “Dad!” Marcel excitedly shouted in a hoarse voice, throwing herself into the warm embrace of her father, finally realizing that it more than just a vague trance or temporary moment of hallucination. He was there in the flesh… alive and well. “Hahaha! I miss you too sweetheart. It’s been a while.” Maxwell’s laughter echoed in the open room, a cheerful smile lingering on his barely visible lips… his facial features covered in

I tease as she rushes out the door laughing at herself, while casually flipping the ‘v’ over her shoulder. I’m still chuckling to myself as I shut the office door, laughing even harder, when I turn and see Max glaring at me, with his hands covering his crotch. “Damn Maxi, I know you love me. But do you want to tell Mr Happy to calm down? He’s making me nervous,” I laugh, as I nod to his pants. “Perhaps if you were able to last a little longer yourself, I could have finished”,” Max quips. “Do you want some whiskey in this coffee buddy?” I ask him.

Max stood next to Gregory and then turned to me “Why are you so far away?” I reluctantly placed my head within the camera range and Max clicked. “Perfect!” He said and slipped the phone into his jacket. “I’ll send you a copy.” He told Gregory. “That’ll be great,” Gregory responded then he turned to me. “I’ll see you around, Miles.” He said and dashed out. Max punched the air and turned to me. “Bingo!” I shook my head. “Shouldn’t you be at school?” “It’s the weekend. I came to see you. How are you holding up?”

Maxwell clenched his fists, looking determined. “Why?” Kiran asked. “I’m part of the Mawi Tribe. I won’t let such poison harm my people.” Maxwell straightened his back with determined eyes. Kiran was surprised. He smiled faintly and nodded, “Maxwell, after we’re done with this, leave Imperial Dragon!” Maxwell froze. “Mr. Kiran, what…” “Will you stay in Mawi and guard Fiona’s grave?” Kiran asked. “Guard her grave?” Maxwell’s eyes were turning red.

Max rolls his eyes and puts a hand on my shoulder in lieu of shaking my hand. "Your child is deformed if she doesn't grow out of this 'hating Uncle Max' phase" Max says with a grin as he looks down at Juni and waves to her with his free hand. Juni seems unimpressed or unbothered, offering no form of reaction positive or negative.