Max Mayfield Novels & Stories

"Why is it only now you voice out your opinion Max we are in this together, aren't we? you are my best buddy since we nade it out of Mackenzie's mansion." "I know how you suffered, your hungry to get back to the people who oppressed you. I don't want to get in your way or influence your decision." Max may be a fierce opponent when it comes to hand to hand combat. he is also an excellent marksman. He also good in making plans and strategies . But what is big about him is his heart. He is the most gentliest person she met next only to his father, Kyle's half brother Kiel. "Will you help me arraige a meeting with her?" After Rachel heard about his attachment with the person she considered her r

The camera flashes went off even faster, like bright bolts of lightning. "That is a lie!" Jeffrey yelled out, his face turning bright red with deep embarrassment. "I loved you! Max used his money to trick your mind!" "Max saved my life when I was dying," I said back, stepping even closer to him until he had nowhere to hide. "He paid millions of dollars to cure my illness when everyone else gave up on me. He protected Daisy and gave her a real home while you were running away. You are nothing but a weak coward, Jeffrey. You thought you could use my name to save your failing business, but your game ends right here today."

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:

Ken took a piece of paper and wrote down, telling Max he was out for a minute to get some coffee. Ken went down to the first floor and entered the bathroom at the back of the cafeteria. He opened one of the bathroom stall doors, went inside, sat on the toilet and cried silently. What should he do, if he really loses Max? Now, Max is still in the hospital and suddenly he greets someone who called him with an intimate call. What if he recovers and returns to campus. Before they got together, Max was the man that not only women wanted, but also men. He is popular and it is only because he has such a loyal and committed nature that he avoids becoming a playboy.

he replied indifferently. "But that's not the only purpose, is it?" Max finally removed his hand from my ass. But then he grabbed one of my wrists. "Just believe what you see and what you hear. And don't find out what's none of your business. That's how you can stay by my side longer, as my caddie girl or as my sex partner." After that Max walked faster while still holding my wrist. I couldn't help but follow him to make small talk with the representatives of the companies participating in the event this time.

College Park,MD. Maxwell was later discovered by the former chief of police when he show cased his skill by arresting a criminal who has been on the wanted list for a long time with his tactics during his internship program in the state.He was therefore employed by the former chief police before he retired,he became popular after he arrested the man on the wanted list and this make all the drug dealers and even the gangsters in the state fear and respect him,they've tried to kill him several times but he always escape their traps and plots but the fact about him being good doesn't mean he doesn't have his own weakness and the weakness he has is Jason. Jason has been on his list for a very lo

She closed her eyes, relishing in the taste as it hit her stomach. “Guessing that hit the spot?” Aubrey giggled, her dark curls danced around her head. “You have no idea,” Cara replied with a smile, it was her new found ecstasy, besides Archer’s intense love making. A knock at the door interrupted them, Max Charleston appeared in the doorway, holding coffees. His dark suit was covered by a lab coat, his tie neatly tucked into his shirt. His hair was slicked back as usual and the overpowering smell of lynx aftershave wafted around him causing a sickly sensation in Cara's stomach.

My heart broke a little, capsized by fear, and I screamed again. "Oh, so Mariano's whore is awake now." I looked up, and Jace Ivankshov stepped into light with a menacing smile on his face. I wanted to get up and thrash the living shit out of him. I blinked away tears so that my vision cleared. "And she's crying." He chuckled. "Max," He yelled at someone, "Ungag her and give her something to drink." The gag was taken off me roughly and the drool wiped off my chin. A glass was placed in front of my lips, and I gulped gratefully. The liquid tasted bitter, and it burned my throat.

Might as well make it noticeable. Max is known as the 'player' of St-Xavier high school and yet most girls still sleep with him hoping that they would be the one changing the bad boy but get their hearts broken in return when they realized the next morning that it was just a one night stand for him. He is a complete and utter jerk. Thank God Max has never spoken to me or even looked at me since seventh grade.

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