Max Mayfield Gif Novels & Stories

“He killed my parents…” Mr. Creed gently patted her back. A faint smile appeared on his face. ….…………………. His fingers came to a stop on the screen. Slowly, Max steepled his hands on the table, leaning back in his chair. He picked up his phone and, almost out of instinct, opened the gallery....something he rarely ever did. Only two videos sat in the gallery. Curious, he tapped on the first one.

Ben Douglas whole. "I know, right! Poor Nicholas Gonzalez; he looked incredibly attractive in this sce- "Hey, babe?" Max suddenly interrupts, cutting me off. "Do you want some popcorn?" The next thing I know, he grabs a handful of buttery goodness and shoves it into my mouth, playfully opening and closing my mouth for me to chew. After I've swallowed it all, I raise my hand and give his forehead a gentle smack, making him chuckle. "Oh, come on! Like you haven't fantasized about KaDee Strickland being naked at least once so far."

“My apologies, Your Majesty of the Giant Tires.” Max grinned wide, his black bangs falling over part of his forehead, his chubby cheeks still carrying the evidence of a long day and, somehow, a small smudge near his chin that I was certain had not been there five minutes ago. His eyes were bright blue. Too bright. Too familiar. The kind of blue that should have stopped having the right to disturb my nervous system years ago. But then he lifted both little hands as if gripping an imaginary steering wheel and made a highly dramatic screeching-brake sound, and that face became entirely his again.

The heavy apartment door slammed shut behind him, the sound echoing like a gunshot. And suddenly, Maeve was alone. Completely alone in the dark. Her phone buzzed again. Another message. Maeve snatched it up instantly, her eyes scanning the screen. A photograph appeared. It was Max's body—still preserved. Relief washed through her in a sudden, sickening wave. At least one thing hadn't gone wrong yet. At least she still held that card. Another message popped up right beneath the photo: *What now?* Maeve stared at the image of her cousin's husband for a long moment. Then, with steady, cold fingers, she typed back two words:

Logan Max and I looked at each other. "Was that guy for real?" Max asked, gesturing towards the door. I just looked at him. That was all I needed to do before we both burst out laughing. Mae came upon that scene when she came to check on us. "You guys okay?" She asked hesitantly. That just made us laugh even harder, Max is toppled over gasping for air. And I was gripping to the chair for dear life. Mae just stood there with her arms crossed, tapping her foot. "You two let me know when you're done, especially since you two haven't even gotten ready yet."

Noah wasn’t sure why Max was breathless, hoping he hadn’t intruded on something. “Hey Noah, Sorry mate. I was working out. I’m starting a new movie in six weeks.” That explained Max’s labored breathing. Noah worked out himself, but nothing like what Max put himself through. But then again, Noah wasn’t flashing his almost naked body on the big screen. “Max, I’m going to send you a screenshot of a girl from last night.” “What? The one you protected?” Max asked, clearly confused.

At max home Max was sitting looking at his bandaged hand..."I almost understand Aeron's plans but let's have some fun..Ryan should also know something " he evilly dialled Ryan's number.. Ryan was driving car that time and still thinking about coffee...but when he saw Max's call..all his smile disappears.."what he want now " he thought himself and picked the call

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.

See you soon, Talia. Mr. X (offline).

Max said truthfully, taking out a pack of cigarette, but Mia snatched the pack away from him. "You dare to smoke in front of me?!" Mia yelled. "Babygirl, we have strong lungs." Blaze cooed. "Could you please not call your mate babygirl? I'm sorry but it bothers me." Jayla asked with anxiety, she was about to have a mini anxiety attack. You need guts to tell him something that you don't to hear or see. "Why not?" He asked curiously. Jayla widened her eyes, clearing her throat. "Because—" "She thinks you are Massimo from 365 days, damn baby didn't know you watched that kind of movie." Max chuckled interrupted up, he picked her up to put her in his lap, she squealed and hides her blushing face